Showing posts with label gift. Show all posts
Showing posts with label gift. Show all posts

Tuesday, November 15, 2016

Experience the Sunrise this December

Most mornings I walk in my quiet place. As the sun peeks over the Blue Ridge Mountains with a wash of amber over the valley, I pause, close my eyes, stretch out my arms, and verbally praise my Savior. The warmth I feel in my body and in my spirit recharges me and fuels me for the day.

So smitten with the sunrise am I that I've often struggled to capture its beauty on paper, mostly with pen and ink with various pastel shadings. The exercise helps me feel close to Abba Father.

Yet, at no time did His sunrise mean more to me than after the loss of our second baby, a little boy born at four months gestation. In the aftermath, I longed to make sense of the senseless.

Alone and depressed one cold morning, I knelt in front of our living room recliner. With compelling cheeriness, the winter sun poured through the double windows as I poured out my heart to God. Exhausted, I reached for my Bible on the coffee table. Flipping the pages, I landed on Luke 1:78-79.

Because of the tender mercy of our God,
With which the Sunrise from on high shall visit us,
To shine upon those who sit in darkness and the shadow of death.
To guide our feet into the way of peace.

I perked up. It was as though God faxed that scripture through rays of sunlight just for me that morning. Since we'd recently gone through the Christmas season, the passage was especially meaningful. My Sunrise, my Savior, had chosen to leave heaven in the form of a helpless babe in order to lift me out of my sin and darkness. On this life-changing morn, He reminded me that His light extended beyond my initial salvation to illumine every dark thing thereafter that tried to invade my soul, including depression in the aftermath of my loss.


This December Sunrise experience was a pivotal point in my healing journey in 1982.

Years later, Luke 1:78-79 continues to impact my life and prayerfully others' lives as I draw upon this scripture for my novel, December Sunrise.


 A young girl's heart for helping takes her to a dark place 
only the Light of Christmas can illumine. 

 A little girl’s Christmas wish comes at a high cost.

Emma’s Christmas list isn’t like other kids’. Instead of toys, she wants her mama’s cancer to go away, the town to stop arguing over the Ten Commandments, and nice Mr. Whitmire to reunite with his estranged daughter. Grandma Doreen holds the key to a family secret that just might fulfill some of Emma’s desires, but not before tragedy strikes.

Filled with the wonder and hope that only His December Sunrise can create . . . 

Experience the Sunrise this December!

December Sunrise available here.

 

Tuesday, December 22, 2015

The Christmas Child

My grandson, Ethan (4), cupped my chin in his hands, looked into my eyes, and said, "God wants to do great things with little children."

He reminded me of this statement two or three times throughout our Grandma/Ethan date. I couldn't help but giggle.

On reflection, I realize how powerful a line my young grandson delivered. For isn't that the very heart of Christmas?

God wants to do great things through a Child.

And so He did. 

God came down in human flesh, clothed as a baby . . . as one of us. Humble beginnings in a manger. Feeling the same soaked diapers we experience, the same hungry stomach gnawing, the same loneliness, sadness, grief.

In order to identify with mankind. With you. With me.

To know how we feel, in every way . . . physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. He became one of us. 

And then He died, for us. Because He could. Since He was also fully God, He was the only One who could bear our sin, offering redemption through His blood.

Oh, glorious Christmas Child! The One who invites each of us to become little children in the attitudes of our heart. To be humble enough to admit our sin, draw near to Him, and accept His gift.

The ultimate Christmas gift from one Child to another.

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Eileen Rife, author of Second Chance, invites women to discover who they are in Christ and what part they play in His amazing story! The article above is taken from a newly-released devotional titled, Penned from the Heart, compiled by Marilyn Nutter. www.eileenrife.com, www.eileen-rife.blogspot.com,


Monday, December 8, 2014

The Christmas Child




My grandson, Ethan (4), cupped my chin in his hands, looked into my eyes, and said, "God wants to do great things with little children."

He reminded me of this statement two or three times throughout our Grandma/Ethan date. I couldn't help but giggle.

On reflection, I realize how powerful a line my young grandson delivered. For isn't that the very heart of Christmas?

God wants to do great things through a Child.

And so He did. 

God came down in human flesh, clothed as a baby . . . as one of us. Humble beginnings in a manger. Feeling the same soaked diapers we experience, the same hungry stomach gnawing, the same loneliness, sadness, grief.

In order to identify with mankind. With you. With me.

To know how we feel, in every way . . . physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. He became one of us. 

And then He died, for us. Because He could. Since He was also fully God, He was the only One who could bear our sin, offering redemption through His blood.

Oh, glorious Christmas Child! The One who invites each of us to become little children in the attitudes of our heart. To be humble enough to admit our sin, draw near to Him, and accept His gift.

The ultimate Christmas gift from one Child to another.

~~

Eileen Rife, author of Second Chance, invites women to discover who they are in Christ and what part they play in His amazing story! The article above is taken from a newly-released devotional titled, Penned from the Heart, compiled by Marilyn Nutter. www.eileenrife.com, www.eileen-rife.blogspot.com .





Friday, December 6, 2013

The Christmas Child

My grandson, Ethan (4), cupped my chin in his hands, looked into my eyes, and said, "God wants to do great things with little children."

He reminded me of this statement two or three times throughout our Grandma/Ethan date. I couldn't help but giggle.

On reflection, I realize how powerful a line my young grandson delivered. For isn't that the very heart of Christmas?

God wants to do great things through a Child.

And so He did. 

God came down in human flesh, clothed as a baby . . . as one of us. Humble beginnings in a manger. Feeling the same soaked diapers we experience, the same hungry stomach gnawing, the same loneliness, sadness, grief.

In order to identify with mankind. With you. With me.

To know how we feel, in every way . . . physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually. He became one of us. 

And then He died, for us. Because He could. Since He was also fully God, He was the only One who could bear our sin, offering redemption through His blood.

Oh, glorious Christmas Child! The One who invites each of us to become little children in the attitudes of our heart. To be humble enough to admit our sin, draw near to Him, and accept His gift.

The ultimate Christmas gift from one Child to another.

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Wednesday, November 20, 2013

The Best Birthday Gift

Quietly, she slipped an arm around me, held it there, and softly sang, “Happy birthday to you, happy birthday to you, happy birthday, dear Eileen, happy birthday to you.”
Our foursome of church sisters gathered for our annual Christmas dinner and gift exchange (which just so happened to coincide with my birthday), but nothing touched my heart quite like that simple gesture. You see, my singing friend is a miracle.
Doctors didn’t think she would ever talk again, let alone sing. Due to thyroid cancer, she’d undergone surgery at great risk to her vocal cords. Yet, not only did she regain her speaking voice, but she stood on our church platform and sang only a few months later. Not as clearly or with as much control, but she sang! With a smile on her face, she sang. And heaven rang with praise.
So did my heart. Never has God used her so powerfully than in her weakness.
Knowing how God has brought good from her suffering moves me deeply. Knowing she would love to sing once again with a clear, crisp voice but quietly accepts God’s will moves me even more.
Never has she glorified Him more than now. For this brief season, until she sings with full abandon in His Kingdom, forever and ever!
Thank you, Cheryl, for the best birthday gift I received this year. 
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Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Adoption: Brett & Linda's Story


Brett and Linda struggled with the challenge of infertility for over five years when they decided that adoption was the path on which God was leading them. Brett readily admits that trying to conceive was a trial, filled with much disappointment and grief, but one which he believes had a God-ordained purpose.

Early attempts to conceive, with no results, left both Brett and Linda frustrated over not being able to attain a goal they had come to expect as a married couple. Over time, Linda’s frustration turned into anger, despair, and helplessness as she realized that she might never become pregnant. Linda says, “No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t make it happen. I was mad at God, but did not turn away from Him as I had in my earlier Christian walk when I didn’t get my way.” Although Linda fought with God she always drew to Him for comfort. Prior loss issues had taught her to rely heavily on Him. She was willing to trust Him with the infertility, clinging to Jeremiah 29:11 for strength: “’For I know the plans that I have for you,’ declares the Lord, ‘plans for welfare and not for calamity to give you a future and a hope.’”

Linda confesses that the desire for a family was extremely difficult to relinquish to God. Since every month brought renewed hope, Linda struggled to continually lay her desires at Jesus’ feet. She reports that, “at the same time I was trying to relinquish, we were trying to get pregnant. It was like I had glue on my hands, as I tried desperately to submit my will to the Father.”

Over time, Brett and Linda realized that what had been their dream was not God’s dream for them. It was such a painful period in their lives. They still ache when they think about it. It was a huge loss, accompanied by a real period of grieving.

However, Linda shares that the Lord spoke directly to her when she was probably at her lowest point. She relates the following story.

One Saturday morning, I was talking on the phone with my mother who lives in Mississippi. Not wanting to worry her, I had never been transparent with Mother about the intensity of my pain, until today. I knew she was praying for us, but I simply could not shield my tears from her any longer. As I wept over the phone, I remember saying to her, “Mother, I’ve done everything I know to do…I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do…I just don’t know what else I’m supposed to do…!”

The next day after church, Mother called me. I thought that was odd since we had just spoken the day before. She said she had something to share with me. That morning, Mother had gone to church as she always does and she was chatting with an old family friend, Irene, after Sunday School. Irene knew nothing about our struggle to have a family. That morning Irene asked about me. Mother said, “Well, it’s funny that you would ask about Linda. She and her husband are really struggling to have a family and Linda is very sad.” Irene then said, “I had a dream about Linda last night. She was very sad and tearful and kept saying, ‘I’ve done everything I know to do…I don’t know what else I’m supposed to do…I just don’t know what else I’m supposed to do!’ I said in the dream, ‘Linda, just trust God, let go and trust God,’ and then Linda said, ‘Oh, I have and I will…’” And that was the end of Irene’s dream.

Well, needless to say, I knew God had spoken to me. I knew He had not abandoned me. About a month after that incident with Irene, Brett and I began to tentatively get information on adoption. I say tentatively, because if birthing our family was not God’s plan (and I had thought surely it was), then I thought that adopting our children might not be His plan either. Perhaps He wanted us childless for a reason only He knew. But as is always the case, when one gets on the same page with God, things begin to happen. And happen they did! Alec was in our arms within four months of our first adoption inquiry. The Lord obviously blew the doors wide open, and Brett and I both took that as affirmation that we were in the deep channels of His will.

Brett and Linda believe that God turned their loss into gain by providing them with the incredible privilege of experiencing adoption—not once, but twice! They share the following:

Just as I am sure it is hard for others to put into words the birthing experience, it is hard for us to put into words the adoption experience. It reached far into the deepest level of our souls. Not to mention that the Lord blew the doors open for us—there was no obstacle anywhere. We didn’t have the money, but the Lord sent us money. We thought we would have to wait forever, but we waited less than three months! Then, when we began pursuing our second adoption, the Lord did the same thing.

We are the proud parents of two beautiful boys. I can’t imagine them not being our sons. The Lord sent us many small confirmations along the way to let us know that He had always intended Alec and Clay to be our sons. For example, Brett and I, unknowingly, used the same names for our boys that both the birth mothers had used. Alec’s birth mother had named him Taylor Alexander, we used Matthew Alec. Clay’s birth mother had used Stephen John, we used Stephen Clay. There are tons of names out there. We don’t think our choice was coincidental.

I (Linda) must say that one of the enormous gains of being called to adoption is a deeply personal understanding that God has adopted me as His daughter. As a Christian, I had always understood that fact, but I never felt that fact with the intensity that I do now. I am the adopted daughter of God Almighty and nothing will ever sever that bond. Our boys will grow up understanding the incredible love involved in being adopted by their earthly parents, which only foreshadows a far greater love beckoning them to the highest privilege as adopted sons of their heavenly Father.

Still, Brett and Linda admit that there have been adjustments along the way. “The major adjustment was aligning our way of thinking to God’s way of thinking and moving,” say Brett and Linda. “Once that process was finally done, we would have to say there has been no real adjusting at all regarding infertility. We simply moved forward in the incredible joy of having our two beautiful boys. However, we must say that the whole adoption process almost seemed like an ‘out of body’ experience at times. Especially the day we brought Alec home, and, to a lesser extent, the day we brought Clay home. It was incredibly emotional, and indeed miraculous, and yet so surrealistic,” the couple concludes.

Linda shares that “looking back on our experience I only wish I could have relinquished earlier. But as I said before, my hands had glue on them! However in all honesty, I don’t know if that was possible. It was a journey that we had to take to bring us to the crossroads to receive Alec and Clay. Had we gotten there earlier and pursued adoption earlier, neither Alec nor Clay would have been there! I would relive every ounce of pain a hundred times over to be their mother.”

Linda continues, “I encourage couples to remain steadfast in their trust in God. Yes, you are on unemotional roller coaster, but at the end of today always know that you are His child and He hasn’t left you hanging in the wind. He will unfold His plan for you in His time. In your anger and frustration, always run to Him. He is your only comfort.”

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One topic my new release, Laughing with Lily, deals with is adoption. With many twists and turns and surprises along the way, this novel would make a great Mother's Day gift!





Thursday, April 18, 2013

What about Mom?


What about Mom?

Yeah, what about Mom? That precious lady who kissed away all the hurts, tucked you into bed as a child, insisted you eat your vegetables and wash behind your ears . . . 

And showed you how to live. Prayerfully, your mother taught from the Book. But even if she didn't open God's Word and point to chapter and verse, perhaps she unknowingly passed along a value, like eating right or treating others with kindness, that you've passed down to your children.

With that in mind, don't forget Mother's Day coming up on May 12! Let's honor our precious mothers by remembering them and treating them with extra special kindness. Gifts go a long way in showing our moms that we appreciate their years of investment in our lives. 

If your mom likes to read, consider gifting one of my books which deal with a variety of contemporary issues . . . 

My latest release, Laughing with Lily, is a story full of the unexpected, with many twists and turns, and of course romance! Deals with abortion, infertility, adoption, foster care, burn victim trauma, special education, home schooling.

Second Chance offers a mix of humor and suspense as an empty nest mom deals with her new season of life. Covers topics such as marriage in the second half of life, purpose in a new season of life, volunteering, inner city ministry, gangs and drugs--all through a fun and meaningful story.

Perhaps your mom likes to travel. My Born for India trilogy takes the reader to Chennai, India to join the Oasis Compound staff as they face the challenges of serving the Lord on foreign soil. Follow Maggie's journey, a single missionary gal, as she meets Gavin, the new compound doctor. Could love await? If your mom enjoys a sweet romance packaged with a meaningful message, this is the book to gift. 

Book two in the Born for India trilogy deals with a missionary kid, Gavin's brother, returning to his roots in India to escape same-sex attraction. If your mom's dealing with a family member or friend involved in a homosexual lifestyle, I'd strongly recommend this book. As one reader noted: "Restored Hearts will forever change the way I view people. Prayerfully, I will approach others with more compassion, reaching out to help rather than hurt."

If your mother's concerned about trafficked victims, this is the book to gift. Missionary couple, Dan and Yvonne Pratt, experience the heartbreak of infertility. Their lives are about to change when a young Nepali girl ends up on the compound doorstep. 

If your mom would like to visit Maui, but can't afford to go, this is the book for her! Light, refreshing, yet meaningful read via 31 short devotional vignettes that also serve as a delightful travel log. 

Learn more about these gifts at the following locations:



 

And let your Mom know you love her this Mother's Day!

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