Dear Special Guy…

Dear Special Guy…

Dear Special Guy,

Congratulations, you have caught my attention. I guess that’s not really difficult to do, but here we are. From the moment you smiled during our first conversation, I knew I wanted to be good friends with you and hopeful something more down the line. Well, we’re down the line now, and I’ve come to realize that you probably don’t feel the same way.

That’s okay, Guy, it’s not your fault. But I thought I’d get some things off my chest anyway.

First of all, you are amazing. Your kind heart shines about as much as your smile when you walk into a room. Your talent drops my jaw, your words make me laugh, and your presence brings warmth to my cheeks. I’m giddy when we get to spend time together or when I see your name pop up on my phone.

Guy, if you’ll let me be honest, I’ve thought about what my life would look like with you. I hope that’s not creepy, but I’m sorry, it’s what we girls do. It’s so easy for us to get attached to a relationship that doesn’t even exist. Which is what brings me to the point of this letter.

You see, Guy, you have become an idol in my life. That’s another thing we humans tend to let happen. A flower bloomed in the soil of my affection. It’s pretty and lovely, but it’s not healthy. Don’t worry, it’s not because of anything you did. My thoughts watered it and helped it grow. Now that I know you’ll probably never reciprocate, I’m having a tough time letting that flower die.

But that flower is just another reminder of what special guys like you do for me. You remind me of my need for an earthly love. You give me the possibility that one day I can have a future with a man by my side. You instill in me hope that there are good guys out there who can provide me with a friend, a spiritual leader, and one day a husband. It may not be with you, but it just means that we weren’t meant to be together.

Through this mess of feelings, you’ve taught me that love shouldn’t try to force two pieces together that don’t match. Love doesn’t mean being consumed with the idea of a potential relationship.

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Song of Solomon 3:4

Instead, love means waiting. Love drives my prayers for the man that will walk into my life in God’s timing. The sooner I learn this lesson, hopefully the less heartbreak I’ll feel the next time someone like you comes around.

 

Don’t get me wrong, you truly are a special guy. You deserve to have girls fawning over you like they do. And one day, you’re going to make a special girl really happy. So, thank you, Guy, for what you’ve taught me through this experience, even though you may never fully know it.

For now, my prayer is to be able to uproot this flower and plant it elsewhere to serve as a reminder not to let my dreams and affections take away from God’s real love and the true love He has waiting for me.

It’s not easy. In fact, it’s one of the most emotionally taxing things that I experience all too often. But it’s okay, don’t feel sorry for me. One day, I won’t have to uproot that flower, and I can let it grow into a garden.

One day.

With love,

LJM

 

 

 

When Life is Grey, See Blue

When Life is Grey, See Blue

After two whole days of nonstop raining, I got into my car on a damp and dismal morning. The grey clouds matched the greyness that had crept into my demeanor. I felt like I was driving in a fog, only seeing the road a few feet in front of me.

Attempting to pull myself out of my discouraged mood, I prayed. My heart only wanted to complain, but I knew that my God deserved more than that. So, despite my reluctance, I praised Him. After all, He’s still the God that gave me another day.

“You are God of the grey clouds as well as the white. You are God when the rain drizzles as well as when it pours.”

I looked out the window at the clouds. Their chests were puffed with arrogance, and their thick clutches threatened torrents of rain. But amidst the dreariness that loomed over me in my car, I noticed something startling.

Behind me, puffy white clouds parted ways to reveal a radiant blue sky.

I realized that the image might as well have been the voice of God, my Chief Encourager at work.

Dark and heavy clouds do not make the sky. They only cover parts of it, and they only do so for a brief period of time. Moments of sadness or any other negative emotion are easy to focus on and they are at times hard to see through. But the sky, in all its brilliance and beauty, is constantly above us, making sure we’re covered.

In the Old Testament, during the Israelites’ forty-year excursion, the Lord gave them specific instructions. When they packed up the tabernacle, they covered the Ark of the Covenant with leather and then with a blue cloth (Numbers 4:6). I don’t think it’s any coincidence that God covers us, His tabernacle, with a blue sky.  

If you’re going through a grim time like I was this morning, remember to trust that God will see you through. Remember that these despairing moments are passing like a few days of continual rain. Blue skies are coming, because they’ve always been there. Just as the sky doesn’t change, neither will our God.

Don’t forget to take a breath from complaining to God about what’s making you feel this way, and take a moment to praise Him for being the God He’s always been.

Loving. Never-ending. Gracious. Merciful. Just. Constant.

These are blessings we take for granted every day. While I pray for you, do me a favor, look out the window and praise God for the sky you see.

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Some verses for your rainy days:

Hebrews 13:15                                            1 Thessalonians 5:18

Psalm 23:4                                                    Psalm 59:17

James 1:2                                                      Isaiah 43:2

 

God Bless!

LJM

Christians, Don’t be Afraid of Passover

Christians, Don’t be Afraid of Passover

Spiritually speaking, this week is pretty busy. For my family, it’s not really because of Palm Sunday, Good Friday, or even Easter, but because of three other holidays that are either glossed over or forgotten completely. I’m speaking of Passover, Unleavened Bread, and First Fruits.

Just like with most holidays and not a lot of nearby family, we did what we do best. Invite a variety of friends, decorate a festive table, and cook like its Thanksgiving.

These feasts, along with several others in the autumn, make up what we call God’s Holy Days. If you wanna know more about them, just check out Leviticus 23. There, God commanded His people to observe special days, not simply for the fun of it, but also to set into motion prophecy of Jesus’ coming.

The Spring Feasts remember how God rescued the Hebrews from slavery in Egypt while also announcing the coming of the messiah.

Fun Fact: Jews came from the line of Judah, only one of the twelve tribes. The entire twelve tribes of Israel were called Hebrews. God gave His feasts for all His people.

While celebrating the Passover we remember that Jesus acted in the position of the Passover Lamb, covering our hearts with His blood and forever saving us from the Angel of Death. His sacrifice is a gift we don’t deserve and can never repay.

One of the main focuses in Passover is the act of getting sin out of our lives. Job 11:14 says, “If iniquity is in your hand, put it far away, and let not injustice dwell in your houses.” (ESV paraphrased). Egypt represents the sin so ingrained in our lives that it almost seems normal. This week is the perfect week to allow God to show us the sins that continue to rule over us and save us just as He did that first Passover.

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Check out a blog I wrote about The “Egypt” in Us

 

There are a lot of interesting traditions that come with celebrating Passover. If you’d like to know more about them, check them out here.

I was in high school when my family celebrated our first Passover. I’ll have to admit, I thought the Seder plate was weird and religious and I wondered if I really had to do these things in order to love God?

Six years later, I can finally say that the answer is no. We don’t eat horseradish and hide bread because we want to please God by celebrating Passover. But the traditions are there to help us remember. We are such a forgetful people, so quick to forget all that God has done for us. Not only in our lives, but in the lives leading up to ours.

Now that I’ve come to a better understanding of Passover, I have grown to love gathering a group of people together to share in the amazing power of Jesus. Him as the Passover Lamb was just the beginning. He was merely gearing up for battle against sin and death.

And in the end? He wins.

God always wins.

-LJM

1 Corinthians 15:55-57

Cross OVER THE THRESHOLD With Me

Cross OVER THE THRESHOLD With Me

“In lipstick and hiking boots, Julie travels up the mountain to escape her life. What she doesn’t realize is that she’s about to discover a man who holds the power to transform her identity forever.”

In my last post I wrote about my experience at my first writer’s conference. If you’d like to check it out, here it is: More than a Writing Conference

At that conference, I was given a chance to work on a succinct description of my current novel so that I could give an effective pitch to future parties that may be interested. I was able to put that pitch into practice and by the grace of God, it went better than I could have imagined. My hope is that I can gather enough interest so that one day my story will make it to your eyes sooner rather than later.

My novel, currently over 35,000 words, will soon go into its third draft, tightening loose ends and striving to make the plot flow cohesively. It’s been quite the process so far, but I am so excited about the end product. God has helped inspire and guide me each step of the way as I pray over each chapter and each element that goes into it. I hope that those of you who support me will pray for God’s will as well.

A verse that stays in my mind throughout this entire process is Psalm 37:4-5 which says “Delight yourself in the Lord and He will give you the desires of your heart. Commit your ways to the Lord, trust also in Him, and He will do it.”

My love for writing has been a desire in my heart since I was a pre-teen. During my high-school and college life, my go-to line was “I just want to write books.” Well, now is the time to put my money where my mouth is. Now is the time to commit to the Lord, trust Him, and watch Him work.

For those of you who are interested in the project I constantly say I’m working on, and to prove that these many hours in front of a computer screen are producing something, I’d like to share a sneak peek of my current novel entitled Over the Threshold.

Below, I’ve included a brief summary of what you can expect from my story. Enjoy!

CrossingthethresholdWith church long in her past and a career in her future, Julie finds herself trying to hang on to the falling pieces of her life. As a last resort, she decides to escape into the mountains to find peace and return with a fresh start. Her plans quickly change, however, when she stumbles into a wise, old gentleman named Simon. Simon, a God-fearing man, makes Julie an unusual offer that takes her on a journey to a threshold. There, she must make a choice, knowing her life will never be the same. One the one side, she can stay safe and comfortable. The other side holds promise, but it may require her to sacrifice something she loves.

Will she choose to cross over the threshold?

I hope you’re intrigued, and I hope that you will join me on this journey as a new writer. I would love your feedback. What interests you? What do you like to read about, especially in Christian fiction? Would you like updates and more sneak peeks on this project?

Thank you for your love, support, and prayers. Stay tuned so we can cross over the threshold together!

God bless!

LJM