Posts Tagged ‘humility’

Monday’s Mantra

Monday, January 16th, 2017

Welcome to Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power and Trench Classes United. I’m incredibly grateful that you chose to join us for Monday’s Mantra. Grab your coffee, or whatever you’re having, and grab your Strand of Faith © and let’s go tie some knots in our faith together.

Have you ever had to be reminded of something over and over again? I really hate that feeling of forgetfulness which in a split second turns to frustration. Do you know what I’m talking about? When I think back on the recent times this has happened, it usually has something to do with humility!

Without going into explicit details, I’ve had this “issue” and of course it involves another person; how could it not?! J But for years, I’ve determined in my heart that they were the problem and recently I discovered that I am actually a big part of the problem too! Oh, the sting is still there as I write this and yet, there is hope for this particular situation, now that this has been unveiled and become my truth. Oh, that word just reminded me of something and we must take this little detour: Did you know that one of the translations for truth in Hebrew means “unveiled truth”? See, what my truth is for me may not be your truth, but if one is earnestly seeking our Father for truth, He is faithful and just to unveil it for us…and when that unveiling happens, humility swoops down, ever so gently to clean up the mess that living a lie left.

Maybe that explains it for though I’ve had many lessons in the classroom of life on this very deep subject, I’ve come to realize that humility is like an ocean…never-ending. It’s like a must in the tool-belt of life, a condiment to have in all conversations and interactions. Humility, like an ocean, can soothe the hurting soul of both the giver and receiver. Humility has the power to ease tension, to crash into walls and bring them down, to build bridges where there is a chasm.  Humility is accepted everywhere all the time. What if…we were to humble ourselves in times of frustration, and just give the other person the benefit of the doubt, reminding ourselves that they are doing the best that they can with their truth? Oh, Coffee Hour Friend, then we would be walking scripture!  1ST Peter 3:To sum up, all of you be harmonious, sympathetic, brotherly, kindhearted, and humble in spirit…” and “walk humbly with your God.”Micah 6:8c

Walking humbly,

Evinda

The Highway to Destination? Joyful! from Coffee Hour @ Chicklitpower

Thursday, October 2nd, 2014
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Happy Thursday to you! It’s a great day for a sacrifice of righteousness on our way to Destination? Joyful! ™ Grab your coffee and let’s go explore what this particular sacrifice costs!

So when we began this particular sacrifice, I had an opportunity to offer Him up a sacrifice of righteousness by being silent after feeling attacked and ridiculed by someone I love in front of someone I love. I failed in that test and the very thing I was teaching someone not to do, I DID!

This next opportunity to offer a sacrifice of righteousness involved the same principle but with a bit more depth, and while I wasn’t prepared for the circumstance to happen, I was prepared to step back before moving forward in deed and in words.

It’s kind of funny, because the very thing I had drawn my line about in this second circumstance, I was being tested in! God’s refining fire is so painfully brilliant at times it throws me to my face in humility and causes me to beg for the water of His Word. Yes, humility is a necessary pool to bathe in, especially as I prepare to go into the trenches with others who are struggling with hurts, habits and hang-ups. I must not forget where I came from and how I came to Who I came!

There are so many one-liner lessons in the two situations that have happened back to back in my journey, but the loudest one echoing in the nooks of my heart and gushing out into my whole being is found in 1st Peter 5:6: “Humble yourself before the mighty hand of God that He may exalt you in due time”: in other words, when I feel others have wronged me, I don’t need to be the teacher of the lesson I think they need to learn. The cost is too great! Think about it like this: When a fire starts, do I add a match, or walk away and thus let it go out?

I love what He promises in 1st Peter 5:7 when we do just that: “casting all your cares on Him for He cares for you.” After all, if I am a Christian who does not love the unlovable, then I am without the greatest gift, love which grows joy!

Oh, friends, He is so good to hold us accountable and I am not quite giggling as I realize He’s done just that: held me accountable to the very thing I had shared with this person on so many occasions in our friendship: Just because someone verbally slaps us with their perceptions, doesn’t give us permission to slap them back with ours. There is no unity in that. In fact, love is the framework for unity and truly listening adds shades of beauty to beautiful to describe but seldom seen. If all I am able to do is concentrate on defending what’s being said, then I am not focused with a heavenly perspective of unity. Rather, I have missed what’s not being said and forgotten about the One who will defend me when it’s all said and done.

Having a heavenly perspective in an earthly battle will keep us from stepping out of the bigger picture, which is unity in and for the Bride of Christ, the ultimate Kingdom of which we are headed. Oh, to be a kingdom builder and not a building destroyer.

Ask yourself: Can I agree to disagree, in love, for the greater good of Him?

I thought I would get into the cost of this sacrifice, but at the risk of staying on His platform longer than I am welcome, I will let you go. Thank you so much for joining me for our coffee hour and I truly pray that the lessons I am striving to learn will become preventative medicine to your soul and in your journey with Him!

We WILL wrap up this second sacrifice next week and then get to our October’s WOW! 🙂

In His grip,

kim L

Evinda

Destination? Joyful! From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Wednesday, July 9th, 2014
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Thanks so much for joining me for more of this fun series, Destination? Joyful! ™ I can’t help but giggle with joy as I remember how we got this trademark, the writing journey riddled with highs and lows, frustrations and victories, lessons that have added to my Cup of Joy each and every day! Uh-oh, I think we have the next book title in the Cup series! Grab your coffee and come with me back through the pages of scripture to learn more about joy!

So we left off in the Book of Nehemiah where Ezra is telling the people who are filled with Godly sorrow that the joy of the Lord is their strength. Let’s see what the Hebrew concordance says about this context of joy. So this joy is “gladness.”

Wow, I just felt a little nudge on my heart reminding me of a precious series of memories made just a few years ago wherein I was happy to be sad, glad to be sad! The season of sadness produced such joy because I had been obedient to His calling and had experienced Godly sorrow for all that I had lost in the years gone by!

I don’t know about you but I am beginning to realize through writing this series that joy is a bit like patience and maybe even humility, too, because there’s a lot that goes into the recipe of joy!

Let’s go check out the next stop on our joy tour, which is in the Book of Esther. Now the events written about in this book actually happened prior to the events written in the book of Nehemiah, but they take place where the Book of Nehemiah begins, in Persia. To say there is conflict and confusion is an understatement; in fact, to be a Jew meant living in the shadow of death. It’s important to understand that oppression was all around in order to emphasize the power of joy.

For those of us who have not studied the Book of Esther, let me just give you a brief bio of her: She was a woman of beauty, inside and out. Because of her beauty and character, she was appointed queen by King Ahasuerus, king of Persia. Because of her title, of course she was surrounded by comfort and things that the world looks to for security but she did not think of herself before others and she did not think of herself better than others. She was a woman of courage and kindness as well as patient and intelligent. She was teachable, and she was humble. From her life – which would be another great blog series – we are able to grasp the truth that serving God often requires risking our own security. Her life’s story proves that God’s provision of working all things for our good and His glory is a truth to be grasped by us all.

So while there is an edict to kill all the Jews, Esther is used by God to save all the Jews in more ways than one. Her biggest and boldest move was that she pleaded with the king for years to reverse his decree. I can only imagine the tension in that household but she was fit for her assignment and carried it out with confident humility!

That is where we get back on our joy track in Chapter 8, Verse 17: “And in every province and city, wherever the king’s command and decree came, the Jews had joy and gladness, a feast and a holiday. Then many of the people of the land became Jews, because fear of the Jews fell upon them!

Wow, talk about a turn of events. First the Jews feared, then they became the object of fear! It’s really a cool story of how God used a series of events to bring a twist of results that could only be of/from God.

This is another huge victory in history, and it goes back to the first Hebrew translation for joy: the term for an external expression as well as the abstract internal feeling!

Can I encourage you today; have you gotten beyond what you deemed an impossible situation? Go ahead; rewind the moments and I pray that He will reveal through His sovereignty a powerful revelation showing that joy increases with adversity! The greater the trial, the bigger the victory; the bigger the victory, the more full our Cup of Joy!

 

Joyfully,

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Evinda

Put your Clothes on! From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Friday, October 11th, 2013

Colossians 3:12-13a

Therefore as the elect of God, holy and beloved, put on tender mercies, kindness,

humility, meekness, longsuffering, bearing with one another and forgiving one another.

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It’s great to be with you for another Coffee Hour and to sip on more of this WOW. I don’t know how you feel about shopping, but this is actually the longest shopping spree I’ve ever been on, and it’s both expensive and inexpensive at the same time. It’s not costing us anything monetarily, but there are costs involved but so far, the beauty and ease they add to the journey of life far outweigh the cost not to mention the protection this beautiful garment brings! Grab your coffee and let’s get back to our shopping spree.

We could spend some serious time on that last garment of humility, but for the sake of moving forward in our shopping spree, let me just reiterate that I believe that the order of these clothes is important and each one makes the next one easier to put on! Let’s go shop for some meekness.

I’ll never forget when I first learned of the definition for this word meekness. It was the nest that I landed in when I lost my wings, so to speak, after my second divorce. It was such a safe place of nurturing and feeding and as I found my wings and began flying, I was strengthened by the meat of truth I began feasting on and sharing with others through a program called Alpha. It was a sort of seeker-friendly get-together every Wednesday wherein we encouraged people of any faith or no faith to come have dinner and join a round-table discussion about the Bible. Oh, what a time of growth. I can still see him up there, the leader Bruce who has had such a great impact on my spiritual growth. He said, “Meekness is power in control.”10-1-13WOW2

I remember being intrigued by that definition and its seed that planted in my heart causing me to desire this very virtue. Think about that for a few minutes. Considering the other pieces of clothing we’ve already shopped for and put on, doesn’t it make sense that meekness would follow. When we are showing tender mercies – unconditional acts laced with gentleness – kindness, which involves strength, steadfastness and love, and finally humility, all of those render us gently strong!

I’m super excited to share with you that when I looked this very word up in the Greek concordance, it says that meekness is from gentleness, by implication, humility! Oh, that we would see the value of dressing in these fine garments that will get us through the toughest of times and comfort us through the storms of life.

Learning to dress in His styles,

Evinda

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Put your Clothes on! From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Thursday, October 10th, 2013

Colossians 3:12-13a

Therefore as the elect of God, holy and beloved, put on tender mercies, kindness,

humility, meekness, longsuffering, bearing with one another and forgiving one another.

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EL pen Logo with heartThanks for joining me today for a little coffee break and a continuation of our shopping spree that we may clothe ourselves in the things of Christ in order to mirror His love to others. Grab your coffee and come on in.

Oh, these garments of tender mercies and kindness are incredible . . . when I put them on! Don’t you have days where the way you dress reflects a grumpy mood? Or what about trying to dress ourselves out of that grumpy mood? Oh, and we can’t forget those times when we put something on only to experience a sort of self-loathing at the sudden pooch and curves that have rendered our clothes tight! How can we put on tender mercies and kindness for others when we don’t wear it for ourselves first? Oh, I can’t wait for heaven where new bodies and timeless fashion await us, but in the meantime, we have got to continue with our spiritual clothes shopping spree so we may be completely dressed for the journey to eternity!

I just had a thought: have you ever been in a pit of a mood and somehow, some way, you extended kindness to someone and suddenly, it was as if a rope pulled you out of your pit? Well, if you haven’t, you should really try it; it’s amazingly therapeutic because the garment of kindness goes a long way and when gifted out, comes back!

Oh, He’s moved to another adorned rack but this one seems to be lying on the ground. What in the world . . . Come on, let’s move forward and see what He has to say about the next piece of clothing we need to add to our spiritual outfit. I’m having a hard time hearing. What is He saying, and what in the world is that?

“There is sort of an order to these garments that I am requesting you to put on. You cannot put on just one to be fully clothed; you must put them all on and this beautiful garment is much easier to accessorize with when you have first put on tender mercies and kindness.”

I’m thinking that makes sense; it’s kind of like a belt that holds those baggy, saggy pants up!

“This piece of clothing, unfortunately, is the least favorite and the most forgotten for most of my children. Many have the wrong understanding of this most necessary virtue. The beauty of this garment can only be seen when truly worn, and the more worn it is, the more beautiful it becomes.”

What’s He laughing about?

“I guess you can liken it to the jeans the kids are wearing these days, you know, the ones that they pay extra for that worn look and the intentional holes. But many don’t come seeking this garment like they do those old worn jeans.”

Yeah, I would agree with Him on that one.

“Come closer to Me so I can show you what is in this most precious garment that will stand the test of time and never lose its beauty.”

I don’t know about you, but I’m going to move a bit closer. I want to check this out.

“This virtue is a fruit of My gospel, and it exists only when a person, through most genuine self-evaluation, deems himself or herself worthless”

Uh, well that seems to be a contradiction, right? How’s a girl supposed to have a decent self-esteem if she’s feeling worthless?

“I’m glad you asked because this is where the misconception lies. See, humility involves evaluating yourself as someone in need of a Savior. The humble person does not stress about his or her sinfulness, rather his/her time is invested in an absolute dependence of receiving all things from Me. When you are completely dependent upon Me for your emotional, physical and certainly your spiritual needs, the cares of this world cannot undress you and leave you unarmed.”

Oh, Coffee Hour friend, isn’t that true? The more often we show up to allow Him to dress us in these garments, the less likely we are to do all things in the flesh; and the more we cover our flesh with these garments, the softer the fall when the garments become increasingly uncomfortable and we try and squirm out of them! Oh, Abba, help me to keep my clothes on!

Join me tomorrow for more shopping from our WOW!

Evinda

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Coffee in Cabo-from Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Thursday, May 2nd, 2013
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Thanks for joining me for more Cabo highlights and revelations. Grab your coffee and come on in.

When I woke up on Tuesday, the ocean’s voice beckoned me to be still. This was book signing day. I fixed our coffee and went to sit on the couch, the place I came every morning to be still, work on my Bible study, and journal. George had turned on the IPod and Michael W. Smith’s voice rose above the sound of the ocean.

George came and sat beside me as “Your Grace” began to play. Suddenly, yet ever so naturally, we both began to sing the lyrics, lost in worship song after song. Oh, how I had yearned for connection like this and it happened. I could have stayed there like that for hours.

We made our way to the lobby for the morning session of the book signing. My heart dropped a bit when I saw that I would be sitting by the back sliding doors again. That is where I was last year, and it was really difficult to engage with anyone because most people are walking in and out so fast that they don’t look to the right or the left; they just keep going. I could fill pages and pages full of all the emotions I kept finding myself stuck in, but suffice it to say, at this point in the day, I am hiding behind my tablet playing solitaire, looking like I’m having fun as I relentlessly remind myself that it’s not about books but about hearts.

To be perfectly honest with you, that truth is still making its way down from my mind to my heart, but I am determined

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to push it on in there! 🙂

But despite my inabilities and flaws, God showed up. He brought a couple of divine appointments that reminded me of His purpose. There was a lady who came in from the pool purposefully to purchase all three of the books and she let us know that she was there because of what she had read on Amazon about the books! I was so encouraged! Shortly thereafter, Dinorah, a young lady who headed up the tours for the Solmar Helping Hands charities, came over to check the books out. She said she had heard about the book signing from several people and wanted to come take a look.

We talked about the Helping Hands foundation which opened the door for me to share each of the books and the respective charities that they are dedicated to. She nodded her head in open appreciation and picked up A Cup of Hope, exclaiming how cute the cover was. She glanced through it and got so excited. “These look like what I would like.” She picked up A Cup of Encouragement and then handed them both to me.

I had my first sale in pesos! I got so excited figuring it out I could have sworn I had a hot flash, but then just as quick as it came on, it was gone! I signed them both, and thanked her. When she asked if we came every year, I assured her that we did. “Well we need to stay in touch through email and I will bring you out to all the timeshare representatives and the helpers for the charity. They love to buy and they need your books.”

I had to remind myself to shut my mouth before a Cabo mosquito flew in it! Talk about an unexpected gift! By now, it was just about time to wrap the morning session up, but before we packed it up, Rodney and George suggested that I ask Paula, the Chief Concierge, if there was any way we could move to a better location. I prayed for courage as I made my way toward her across the lobby. I don’t know why I felt so inept and awkward, because she really is the sweetest and most accommodating concierge I have ever met.

For those of you who were with me last year, do you remember the fiasco with the books being stuck in customs and not making it to us? Well, she was so incredibly helpful through that whole thing.

Anyway, she stood as I approached her and we hugged, and then I asked her, “Paula, is there any way that we can move for the afternoon session?” I went on to share with her about the first year I was in the lobby and where they had put me, which was an amazing spot at the end of the resort receptionists and definitely a prime location in comparison to where we were now.

“I understand, Ms. Lepins. Let me talk with my manager and see what we can do. I don’t think it will be a problem as long as the spa staff does not mind.” I thanked her and walked back to our table.

Rodney and George could tell by the smile on my face that the attempt had been well-received, but I still couldn’t stop from exclaiming how incredibly understanding and receptive she had been.

Cheryl and I began to pack up the books, and we agreed to leave the signs out with a “Back at 3” sign taped to the table. We were about to leave and Paula came over with the General Manager, Rodrigo. We all shook hands and he then went on to say that Paula had told him we wanted to move the table. He said, “It will be no problem to move you, Senora Lepins. I will see to it myself that we move everything by this afternoon.” Talk about humbled. Rodrigo’s kindness rang a bell of truth in my heart: You can’t be genuinely kind without humility!

Please join me tomorrow for more Cabo highlights and revelations. And I can’t wait to tell you who I met at the pool!

Joyfully,

Evinda

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My New Years’ Prayer From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Tuesday, January 1st, 2013
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It’s hard to believe we are starting another year together. Time seems to fly faster as we get older. Wasn’t it just yesterday that I began Coffee Hour? That Chicklit Power Ministries began? As we begin this New Year, I can’t help but reflect on the prior one and do a bit of inventory. How else can I prevent myself from making the same mistakes? Gain victory over struggles? Appreciate the journey? Grab your coffee and come on in.

To reflect is to marvel at His hand in my life, and not just the distant or recent past, but my present and my future. As I do this, the words overflow out of my heart, through my fingers and onto the keyboard, and thus out to you. Here is my New Years’ prayer for you and for me:

 

As this year begins, Father, be my beginning and my end

Entwine my heart with Yours and be my very best friend

May my life be an act of worship speaking louder than my words

A fragrance more pleasing than the sweetest of all created herbs

Help me begin each day lingering in Your presence

Worship You more and more, letting go of resentments

Help me not to get lost and drown in any and all sorrow

For Your Word promises you will bring joy in my tomorrow

Help me seek Your Word for answers and Your unfailing advice

When I’m lost and wandering in problems rising to great heights

Help me keep an eternal perspective despite adversity

And to remember any trial I endure is only temporary

Preparing me for greater things is Your refining fire

May an eternity with You be my consuming desire

Help me not be directed by pride, but seek true humility

Knowing I am nothing without You residing within me

May I continue to remember I don’t need to know it all

For You don’t call the qualified but You qualify those You call

When physical or emotional pain threaten to rob me spiritually

Pick me up and hold me, mind body and soul completely

Help me just be still, and soak up all life’s precious moments

And help me, Abba Father to not be guided by my emotions

Father, I have one more wish as we begin another year together

Help me to love the gift of my husband that honors You a lot better

For when I get there we won’t talk about what he did or didn’t do

But about how I loved and cared for him through the power of You

Yes, Father, You began a great work in me a long time ago

And I’m thankful for Your grace that helps me to know

That as another year begins, I need to remain teachable

For you will carry me beyond anything unreachable

Oh Abba, help me to remain on the wheel each day

For You are the Potter, and I long to be the clay

Mold me and make me more into the likeness of You

So others will see You in each and everything I do

 

I pray this for me and for you… Now let’s get seat-belted in for the ride through 2013! Join me tomorrow for our first WOW of the year!

Evinda

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The Adulterous Woman-Conclusion! From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Wednesday, November 28th, 2012

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Thank you for joining me for your coffee break today at Chicklit Power. Grab your coffee and let’s get back to you, me and The Adulterous Woman.

Jesus has just spoken fifteen words that create one of the most important lessons we as Christians desperately need to learn. Basically, He’s beat the prideful Pharisees and religious leaders at their attempt to have Him arrested, but no trickery was involved on His part.

Now, at this point, the adulterous woman is sitting on the ground, “in the midst” the scriptures say and I found this painting of her online that I must share with you that captures her so beautifully.

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Though there is nothing in the book of John suggesting that her hand was outstretched, all I have to do is close my eyes and put myself in The Adulterous Woman’s place, and this is exactly what I would do, especially after hearing such words of conviction! I would reach my hand out just like this and I probably wouldn’t be able to keep my conviction quiet, either as I begged for mercy and tears stream down my face!

After Jesus spoke, He stooped back down and the Scriptures go on to confirm that those who heard Him, indeed their conscience convicted them and they left the Temple one by one. No one remained except Jesus and The Adulterous Woman. But wait! How interesting is this? Now she’s standing. Can you imagine the disbelief she stood in, mixed with relief? Something tells me her recognition has fully dawned and she realizes she’s looking at her Savior.

Then Jesus raises Himself back up and said to her: “Woman, where are those accusers of yours? Has no one condemned you?” And she replies, “No one, Lord.” Jesus thereafter voices His forgiveness of her sins and encourages her to go and sin no more.

Wow! All I can say is HE is the only one with that power and authority to forgive the adulterous woman, aka, you and me. Only He has the videotape of my heart and yours, or any other adulterous woman’s for that matter, and He is who we all will answer to. May we learn to be less and less like the Pharisees and more and more like the forgiven adulterous woman clothed now in humility!

Thanks so much for sticking with me in this series. I hope you can join me tomorrow for a new mini-series called Dancing with a Butterfly.

Humbly,

Evinda

 

Nana Holds From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Wednesday, September 26th, 2012

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Thanks so much for joining me for a little coffee break @ Chicklit Power. I know it’s not always easy to turn the distractions off and settle in for a cup of hope, so thanks for doing just that. Grab your coffee and come on in.

As I said, we are a few months into this life change and yet reading some of my journal entries from that time period, it feels in some cases like yesterday, and in others, like years. The depth of emotion I experienced and wrote about was enough to drown a bull, and my frustrations reminded me of the bull in a china cabinet picture that I see in myself at my worst moments! Oh, how I wish there hadn’t been so much internal conflict turned external, but that’s part of the beauty of this whole series, this entire season: In my weakness, His strength is made perfect.

The crazy thing is I didn’t really think I had any major emotional layers left to be peeled back, layers that would reveal something else that required healing, that is until about April, four months after this life change of Bryden coming to live with us. I mean there were obvious reasons for my frustration, and yet, I couldn’t put my finger on just why I was having such a difficult time, at least not then. There are entries in my journal that scream with frustration over my inability to break free from enabling, aka, to politely say ouch when I feel as though someone is stomping on my emotional feet.Day three in his new home with his new toy, Amos!

Suffice it to say that because of my history, I tend to lean toward some co-dependent behaviors. Oh, yes, there are no accidents in God’s sovereignty! His timing is HIS timing, perfect to accomplish so much more than we could imagine!

As if overnight, though it crept in slyly and slowly like a snake, our house went from a peaceful and fun dwelling place to a place of conflict and confusion, and it wasn’t Bryden’s fault by any means; it was ours. Without waving our dirty laundry in the air, let me just say that we still had not worked out many of the kinks that a situation like this can cause so not only did I feel as though my emotional feet were being stomped on and no one cared, but my air hose to my soul was in knots caused by the kinks that had not been dealt with beforehand.

Looking back on it now, I can honestly smile, albeit with much humility, as I see that one of the persons who needed to change was, and continues to be, me and my journal reveals the truth in my heart: that I am desperate to get this right; to love as He is calling me to love while He works through the circumstances and in the people involved.

Join me tomorrow for more of Nana Holds

Evinda

Nana Holds From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

Tuesday, July 17th, 2012

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Thanks so much for joining me for a little break today @ Coffee Hour. I just know that our hearts will be somewhat changed when this series is complete. Grab your coffee and come on in. 🙂

So getting back to where we left off, with Bryce on the couch, tears running down his face while he humbly asked for help. I remember being encouraged by his humility and honesty and yet, there was an emotional tug of war raging inside of me as I realized that his needs could possibly change my life forever.

I don’t think I realized until right then how much I loved my time with George, the privacy we could enjoy, the privilege of being able to come home from the pressures of the day, tune everything and everyone else out and just enjoy each other. Not that I was really good at that, tuning it all out, so maybe when this season is done, if I have any energy left, I’ll appreciate those opportunities quite a bit more and not take them for granted.

So there I was, in this massive emotional tug of war, torn between my desire to help and the desires of my flesh, which basically are summed up in not wanting my space invaded and my life turned upside down, not wanting any bumps in my marriage, which I knew in my gut would be there and rear their ugly selves once he moved in. Also churning in my gut was the realization that He had allowed this circumstance to enter our lives at that moment for His reasons, like it or not.

I can honestly say that a couple of those reasons were revealed quickly and many more unraveled as the months, weeks and days went by, sometimes quickly, but more often than not, painfully slow so as to reveal the lessons to be learned.

Just days before Bryce sat on the couch before us, humbly pleading with us for help through his tears, he had called his dad and given him a sort of heads-up about wanting to come home. When George had told me, I remember thinking, hoping that his desire to move back home would pass, but it didn’t. With the day looming over me for Bryce to come and talk with us, George and I haphazardly tried to lay down some sort of foundation of what we could agree on as “rules to live by” in order for him to return home.

Don’t get me wrong; I was willing to help, and yet the problems that had been a part of his living with us previously kept coming to the forefront of my mind. I convinced myself that Bryce coming home was another chance for him and his dad, another chance for us all to get it right.

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Join me Thursday for more of Nana Holds. Tomorrow I have a divine appointment to share with you so come back when you can tomorrow for a little break. In the meantime, reach out and make it a great day for someone else.

Blessings,

Evinda, aka, Nana!