Grandma's Pink House, Part 5

But I'll take the hand of those who don't know the way, who can't see where they're going. I'll be a personal guide to them, directing them through unknown country. I'll be right there to show them what roads to take, make sure they don't fall into the ditch. These are the things I'll be doing for them--sticking with them, not leaving them for a minute. 

Isaiah 42:16

My grandparents lived about 9 miles from our house, and in the summer time I would put my dog in the basket of my bike and ride to their house. I spent time there in the summers, fondly taking in the smell of coffee, juicy fruit  gum, pizza, and various desserts. I stayed up late watching TV, and wandered the town on my bike. I raced down the hills as if I was the only person in the world. Now, as I look back on it, I am so thankful for the hand of God upon my life as I recklessly moved about my days. He kept me out of so many ditches! What an amazing God He is.

 So often I have thought that life is hard, but I do not say that over my life anymore. God is my Personal Guide, yes, it is challenging at times, but He shows me the roads to take. He keeps me out of the ditch, He never leaves me. And, while He is with me, He is restoring, renewing, and continually reviving me. He is rebuilding areas that are broken, and He redeems what the enemy has stolen. This is all life-giving. 

God saw all the invisible places in my life that needed to be filled, and He stepped in. He knew that when I was a little girl I would need days of freedom on my bicycle, just to ride like crazy. So, He got on the bike with me and  put a shield of protection around me. God knew that I would need to remember Grandma's house so vividly, that I could still smell juicy fruit gum and smile, or everytime I see a pink house it brings a sweet chuckle. God has a way of sticking with us and never leaving. 

The Haunted House ( part 4)

 

You'll use the old rubble of past lives to build anew, rebuild the foundations from out of your past. You'll be known as those who can fix anything, restore old ruins, rebuild and renovate, make the community livable again.

Isaiah 58:12

For so many years I felt like old rubble. My view of God was skewed and I was unable to believe that He could love or accept me into His Kingdom. I believed I was just as haunted as the house I had lived in. But, when I discovered that Jesus wanted to use my life to build new lives, and He wanted to rebuild the foundations in my life from the stories of my past, I saw Him as a tender Father.  He began to show me all the places that He was standing, when I thought He had left me. I saw Him lift me up out of dark scary places, and wrap me in His comforting robe. I began to feel His presence beside me, and hear His whisper.  He began to work through me and show me that old rubble in the lives of others turns into strong foundations through Him. When I learned to walk with Him and others, He began to restore, renew, rebuild, renovate, and revive! 

I didn't feel haunted anymore, I believed I could live again!

My Son, Brent

When my son was a boy we would tell him that he would someday be a photographer. He loved taking pictures, and it just seemed to fit. He has grown up and started his own business Looyengaphotography.com 

Brent is perseverant. I've watched him his entire life, and I continue to admire him. He has learned to be patient in life and not rush through, but wait. He has learned to take advice. 

He is very friendly, and has gathered a community around him, to support his family.  I love that about my children.

Brent works in the same office that I do, so I have the opportunity to chat with him sometimes, and it always brightens my day!

Seeing the Invisible part 3

 

Hosea put it well: I'll call nobodies and make them somebodies; I'll call the unloved and make them beloved.

Romans 9:25

My fond memories of riding horses with my dear friend on his ranch, and running through the woods are clouded with memories of feeling invisible. As I grew older, I only learned this skill more and more. I identified myself as "the maid's daughter" (even though I never spoke that outloud) or some other label. But, I did not know who I truly was. And, I certainly did not know who God was or that He cared about me, or loved me. I learned that it was best for me to be quiet, and to develop my own world inside myself. 

It wasn't until much later in my life that I learned that God IS Who He says He is, and I am who God says I am! When I heard that said, I set out to discover exactly who that might be. To my delight, it was not the maid's daughter. 

God began an amazing transformation in me that He continues to do today. He began to renew, restore, and revive me. 

Not just my heart, but every part of me. My mind, soul, and body. He began to shed light on areas of my life that needed truth. And, He gave me courage and boldness. He moved me in directions that I thought I'd never be able to go, yet He scouted the path for me. He spoke words for me. 

He began the process of being my identity.