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What can I do for you today?

What can I do for you today?

Has your kid ever come up to you and said, “What can I do for you today? How can I help you?”

I asked one mother that question and here eyes grew big. What a concept!

A few weeks ago it occurred to me that I’m someone’s kid too. Should I be asking God what I can do for him?

My first thought was, How arrogant. He’s God. What could I do possibly do for him?

My next thought (maybe from him?) was; You won’t know if you don’t try.


I’ve been blown away.

Here are some of his requests that I’ve recorded in my prayer journal.

  • Be loving to all I meet (act it, even if I don’t feel it.)
  • Set frustration aside and concentrate on the multitude of blessings God’s provided.
  • Rest in God’s peace.
  • Ask God before I act on something.
  • Rest in saying ‘no’.
  • Love deeply.
  • Love with compassion.
  • Accept myself. (This brings tears. Thank you Jesus. I am acceptable in your sight. I need to be acceptable in mine as well.)
  • No judgment of others.
  • Stay present.
  • Watch and take in the action.
  • Hold Jesus’ hand so it’s not so scary.

It’s been startling to feel how powerfully each statement fills my heart. Yes, these are things God seeks from me. And if I did them, how different my life would be!

In carrying out what he asks, I feel as competent as a 4 year old trying to make her own bed. But I know God sees my efforts, my heart, as I seek to please him, so I will accept myself, as he’s asked, and keep growing.

Have you ever asked the Lord what you can do for him today? Ask now. See what he says!


Sinners in the Corner Condo

My friends live in a 55+ condo-complex. Lovely location, beautifully kept, well maintained, they love everything about it. Except the drug and brothel house that’s operating out of one of the corner units.

At prayer meeting we’ve lifted up the situation on more than one occasion, but one week I remembered something I hadn’t considered before. Back in the day, my day, those people were my friends. I hung out with drug users, drug dealers, girls who fed themselves and their children by selling their bodies. I listened to their history, their hurts, their hopes, and hopelessness. In the midst of their drug deals, overdoses, pimping and hooking, they reached out to each other for help, for support. They cared for their fellow misfits as only other misfits can, because they accepted each other.

We are influenced by those who care about us. We let our guard down.

When our guard is down, when we’re aching for acceptance, those who reach out in love, whether real or manipulative, gain power over us.

It occurred to me at our prayer meeting that perhaps we were looking at those in the corner condo from a wrong direction. What if someone representing God’s love was to walk by that condo and smile at the folk? Engage them in pleasant conversation? Accept them where they’re at and pray for them, instead of against them?

I was one of those people. The Lord didn’t abandon me to my evil ways. Somehow he drew me to him. That was Jesus’ message, if I remember it rightly. Love the sinner.

I wonder if we should do the same?

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I Want to Start a Movement

I want to start a movement, and I want to start it here, with our Christian Writers, and in our churches.

Tell me, what did you read this week that had an impact? Did you even once think about the author, the invisible person who wrote those words?

I have to admit I’m as guilty as the next person. I revel in reading. I love the escape, the learning, the tantalizing ideas, the stretching, the comfort. But where did those words come from?

I belong to a couple of Canadian Christian Writers’ Associations. Through the on-line forums I’m meeting many of these writers. These are real people. Their material comes from real life struggles and their own walk with Jesus.

Recently author and editor, Sara Davison invited writers to share on her blog their answer to this question, “Why do you write? And why does it matter that others read what you write?”

The reasons were as numerous as the submissions, but I realized each echoed James 1:2-4. Consider it joy when we go through trials because it builds perseverance and matures us in our walk with the Lord. The events that grow our maturity become the foundation of our writing, from fiction to theological treatise. I shared the kickstart to my writing when I told my story.


This leads me to the Movement I want to begin. It’s a simple Movement. When you read something, anything that touches your heart, pray for the writer.

We pray for our missionaries, our pastors and other church leaders, knowing the sacrifices they make to follow their calling. In that same way, pray for the writers who go through life’s challenges and then take the time to put it on paper, to hone the words, to edit and revise, to receive rejections and still persevere.

Pray, too for  those who are being called right now to write and share what our Lord has taught them. They need prayer to get them going.

So please, join my Movement and pray for our Christian writers.

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