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Don't Cry Uncle

Posted by Tami Wallace on June 28, 2017 @ 8:22 AM

This month has been one of the most intense, "I didn't see that coming" seasons I have ever walked through.  (That's saying a lot, because God and I have walked through some major things together!)

But this one ... this one had me thinking, "Okay, what's the spiritual way to 'cry uncle'?!"  (To say or cry uncle is an expression demanding that the opponent submit; its a cry for mercy; an indication to give up.)

Colossians 1:17 "And He Himself existed and is before all things, and in Him all things hold together.  He is the controlling, cohesive force of the universe."

IN HIM all things hold together ... IN HIM all things hold together ... IN HIM all things hold together.

Being IN HIM is a state of being.  It's not a ladder I struggle to climb and then suddenly everything is okay.  It's a STATE OF BEING. 

From the beginning of time right up until this moment, He is holding it all together! 

So when I want to cry uncle because I feel like it's too much, I'm overwhelmed and it's all falling apart, I can know just the opposite is true. 

I am IN HIM and it's not going to unravel and I don't have to 'cry uncle' because He is holding it all together!


God in a Mom

Posted by Tami Wallace on May 26, 2017 @ 11:35 PM

I recently attended the home going celebration of the mother of a dear friend of mine.  (I know this may seem strange but I really like going to funerals.  It's a time of honoring the one who has moved to Heaven and it becomes a time that I reflect on my own life.)

Anyway, my friend's son spoke quite eloquently of his relationship with his grandmother, recounting all the ways she had made him feel loved, and ended with this statement, "I saw God in my grandmother."  I cannot escape that thought ... Do my children see God when they look at me?

For me it comes down to this ... that I love my children unconditionally.  Not that I do everything perfectly.  Not that I approve of everything they do.  Not that I don't correct when needed.  But that I love them ... no matter what ... in every season ... in every situation ... regardless of circumstances ... they know that they are unconditionally loved by me.  (Because isn't that how we are loved by our Heavenly Father?)

So it's become my prayer, that when it's all said and done, my children will be able to say, "We saw God in our mom."

"Love endures with patience and serenity, love is kind and thoughtful, and is not jealous or envious; love does not brag and is not proud or arrogant.  It is not rude; it is not self-seeking, it is not provoked [nor overly sensitive and easily angered]; it does not take into account a wrong endured.  It does not rejoice at injustice, but rejoices with the truth [when right and truth prevail].  Love bears all things [regardless of what comes], believes all things [looking for the best in each one], hopes all things [remaining steadfast during difficult times], endures all things [without weakening].  Love never fails [it never fades nor ends].

God Cares

Posted by Tami Wallace on April 03, 2017 @ 1:55 PM

There are some situations for which there are no words.  The hurt cuts deep.  Understanding is elusive.  You can't figure anything out and just need to talk to God.  But praying seems difficult when the situation seems hard to put in to words. But you pray anyway ... prayer that comes from a deep place in your heart that only the Spirit of God understands.

For me, those prayers are accompanied by tears, lots of tears.  And because crying in front of people (even family) can be awkward, I go for walks.  I recently had one of those "prayer walks" and toward the end of my walk I noticed the air smelled amazingly sweet ... like the most expensive perfume had been sprayed all in the air.  It seemed strange because I was walking by an empty lot.  Not a perfectly manicured yard, but an empty, neglected, overgrown lot.

I'm not even sure what caused the wonderful smell; perhaps honeysuckle, jasmine or an orange tree in bloom.  I did not see the source.  All I know is the very air where I walked smelled amazingly sweet.  And I realized that the God who cared enough to make a flower bloom that would perfume the air so sweetly, cares for me!  He cares for the reason for my tears.  He cares for my hurting heart.  God simply cares! 

And if He cares enough to perfume the air, I think He can handle my need.

I Peter 5:7 "Cast all your anxiety on Him because He cares for you."




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