Christmas Inspiration

The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth (John 1:14).

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Oh, what a beautiful season—a time set aside to focus on the incredible gift of Jesus. My prayer is that each of us may enjoy a few quiet moments to worship the One Who loved us enough to send His Son as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.

I hope you enjoy the following links to inspirational Christmas reads. Merry Christmas from Heart Undivided!

God’s Sacrifice, My Gift by Marcy Martin

Christmas, Purpose, and Love

20 Simple Ways to Offer the Love of Christ this Christmas by Cathy Baker

Joseph, Did You Know? by Sylvia Schroeder

At one time we too were foolish, disobedient, deceived and enslaved by all kinds of passions and pleasures. We lived in malice and envy, being hated and hating one another. But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, whom he poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life (Titus 3:3-7).

Christmas blessings and joy,

Leigh Ann 🙂

 

(photo from Bing Images)

The Sunday Wiggles

In retrospect, we shouldn’t have been running late to the evening service. And we probably shouldn’t have squeezed a family of five onto an already tight pew near the back of the church.

But the early summer day had been pure magic—mild, sunny, and a glorious playground for the afternoon. The girls had expressed reluctance to end their time of play and to prepare for the late worship hour. But mom and dad had insisted, and here we were.

Mid-way through the sermon, I’d had enough. With an official mom-look, I dared them to fidget in their seats—again. More than once, I placed a hand on a shoulder or touched my foot to theirs. Lord, if they would just be still and quiet.

A few minutes later, one daughter did get still and quiet—and nodded off, hitting her head on the back of the pew loud enough to make me give a little squeal. Answered prayer? Not sure.

Click here to read the full article on Just18Summers.com!

Blessings and joy,

Leigh Ann 🙂

Unsearchable

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        Behold, God is exalted, and we do not know Him;
            The number of His years is unsearchable.
For He draws up the drops of water,
            They distill rain from the mist,
  Which the clouds pour down,
   They drip upon man abundantly.
           Can anyone understand the spreading of the clouds,
    The thundering of His pavilion?
           Behold, He spreads His lightning about Him,
            And He covers the depths of the sea.

Job 36:26-30

Consider the Seahorse

Bare feet.

Dandelions and lightening bugs.

Swinging on the front porch until dark.

Tackling an ice cream cone before it drips over your fingers.

I. Love. Summer.

And I love the beach. Some folks dislike the combination of heat, sand, and grittiness, but I’ve always thought it a magical place.

The seaside inspires me and makes me feel more alive.  Continue reading

Awestruck

So, I’m sitting at lunch with a group of writers at a recent conference. We chat about our food, the weather, where we’re from, and our present work-in-progress.

The nice man to my right seems genuinely interested in sharing our work and we exchange a couple of minutes of conversation. Then, as he turns to respond to someone else, my gaze drops to his name tag.

How about that. He has the same name as… Continue reading

Sunday’s Coming!

worshipHave you ever been so overcome in corporate worship that you wanted to jump from your seat, raise your hands and do a little twirl in the aisle?

It was only the fear of being carted off by a watchful usher that kept you in your seat.

Maybe the power of God’s Word being read aloud swept through you—challenging, probing, and magnifying every thought and intent.  Continue reading

Give a Shout!

 

7321064334_13f41f91df_zWe all have them—days we don’t feel like praising God.  Maybe we’re exhausted and can’t even find the words to offer the feeblest prayer.

Maybe we’re convinced that God could never use us, because honestly…why would He?

The song, “Shout to the Lord” has led millions in worship to our Lord. But guess what? It wasn’t penned during a mountain-top experience. The words filled the heart of a young mother as she struggled to maintain peace in an upside-down life. Continue reading

Come to the Mountain

The mountain-top experience…

For a few moments or days you’re transported above the everyday-ness of life to a place of worship, praise, and new perspective. Communion with God is over-the-top real and vibrant. You want to linger over His Word as His gentle whisper reaches to the corners of your heart. The weight of burdens and responsibilities ever-so-briefly fall away, giving freedom to lift tired hands in expressions of thanksgiving and praise. You have the longing to stay in these moments just a little bit longer…IMG_2759

This past week at the Blue Ridge Mountains Christian Writer’s Conference was a glorious blur of like-hearted creative souls coming together to grow, learn, and share—with the ultimate purpose of fine-tuning our skills to glorify God through the written word. Friendships were formed and strengthened. Encouragement rained down from faculty, staff, and other attendees. To put it simply—it was fun.

Then came the time to say goodbye, with myriad promises to keep in touch and to hold each other accountable in the days ahead. We walked away from the mountain with fresh resolve—and perhaps, a bit of trepidation: Uh, Lord, I’m not sure about this…I felt so strong this week, but now I will be alone…

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Ah, Vacation!

rainpic1Slipping away to the beach for an early-morning walk, I feel light rain on my face. Should I turn back? Is this the beginning of a downpour?

I pause before taking a few more steps toward the shore. Seagulls soar overhead, while waves race each other to the sand. The rain picks up a little. Again, I wonder if I should turn back. Then…

…I notice a faint streak of color. At first soft and pale, the colors deepen into the brilliant spectrum of a rainbow. Overwhelmed, my heart squeezes and I begin to sing…How Great Is Our God

But wait…I’m in a public place. I must look pretty strange, feet in the sand, singing to a rainbow. I glance around, self-conscious.

But the moment draws me back in, and with God’s help, I stay.

And I worship.

As I cherish these all-too-brief moments, I am reminded of a couple of things. First, our Creator God can do anything. He is in control. He is bigger and stronger than any circumstance in our lives.

And second, if I had turned back when things became a little unpleasant, I would have missed a unique opportunity to worship the King of Kings and Lord of Lords.

Oh Father, give me strength and courage…to be thankful for the rain.

 

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How awesome is the Lord Most High, the great King over all the earth!  Psalm 47:2