Voicing my political views on social media has never been “my thing.”

Maybe it’s because I don’t feel informed or intellectual enough to carry on a healthy debate,

or maybe it’s because so many online debates digress so quickly that a knowledge of what is true or false seems unnecessary in order to keep a “conversation” going.

And who has time for that?

Either way……………

I will continue to avoid the heated political debates.

But I can’t let this Monday pass by without saying this………….

Tomorrow matters.

In so many ways,

how we handle tomorrow changes everything about the next day and the next.

After months and months of shocking news reports and unbelievable chaos,

 we will finally stand in lines all across this nation……………..

waiting for our opportunity to truly have a voice that is heard.

Not just the freedom to post a comment on Facebook

or Tweet what we’re thinking,

but a chance to say,

“For the next four years,

here’s the person I choose to lead this nation.”

No matter how insignificant we may feel on a day-to-day basis,

on Election Day our voice will be no smaller or bigger than anyone else’s.

Millions of imperfect people will file into rooms

all over America

to cast votes for other imperfect people.

That’s right.

We’re all messed up.

We’ve all made mistakes.

So don’t expect to find any “perfect” candidates on the ballot tomorrow.

If this overwhelms you or causes you to feel stressed,

there’s something you can do today that might help.

Quit listening to all the voices screaming,

“Do this or do that.”

Just get quiet.

Take some time to pray.

Ask God for wisdom and peace as you consider what is right and wrong

and as you think about the candidates’ beliefs on these very issues.

I look at my granddaughter’s sweet little face,

and I want to believe her future is bright.


I want to know she’s going to be okay long after I’m gone.

As I pray about tomorrow and find perfect peace in the person I will be choosing,

I’m reminded of something that brings a much deeper peace than anything a ballot ever could.


The best Person already leads us all.


In spite of our views, our opinions, or our beliefs

-and no matter how we cast our votes tomorrow-

We can’t change the truth.

We can’t undo what was set in motion when time first began.

Maybe our votes do alter the course of human history, but eventually………..

Leaders come and leaders go.

Nations rise and nations fall.

Our vote is powerful and powerless at the very same time.


So how do we vote tomorrow?

We vote with confidence.

We vote with peace.

We vote with conviction.

We vote with honest prayer.

But we also vote humbly,

because our voice counts –

but only once –

just like everyone else’s.

And at the end of it all,

someone will be chosen to lead this country,

and no matter who it is,

we’re still in this crazy thing called life — together.

And regardless of the election results,

we have to join hands and walk in peace.

Because the number of states that end up red or blue will never change the reality that

God wins.

He always wins.

Every day.

Every year.

Every decade.

Every century.

He is the Alpha and Omega.

The beginning and the end.


So how do I vote tomorrow?

I calm down.

I take a deep breath.

I pray.

And I vote with my head, my heart, and my soul.

But how do I know everything will be okay?

I never forget that my ultimate leader doesn’t need to run for office.

He is already seated on the throne.

And He rules with truth and justice.

If my trust is completely in Him,

I can know deep down in my bones that no matter how tomorrow night ends………..

we’re going to be okay.

This nation is going to be okay.

Would someone please say this……………





Fox News,


Drudge Report,

Washington Post,

New York Times,


Please let the nation know!


Psalm 146:3-10

Do not put your trust in princes,
    in human beings, who cannot save.
When their spirit departs, they return to the ground;
    on that very day their plans come to nothing.
Blessed are those whose help is the God of Jacob,
    whose hope is in the Lord their God.

He is the Maker of heaven and earth,
    the sea, and everything in them—
    he remains faithful forever.
He upholds the cause of the oppressed
    and gives food to the hungry.
The Lord sets prisoners free,
 the Lord gives sight to the blind,
the Lord lifts up those who are bowed down,
    the Lord loves the righteous.
The Lord watches over the foreigner
    and sustains the fatherless and the widow,
    but he frustrates the ways of the wicked.

The Lord reigns forever,
    your God, O Zion, for all generations.


My sweet, Elaine Adaya, praise the Lord!!

You’re going to be okay!!!

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When he left for work this morning,

did he realize the significance of the tools he carried?



A drill

Was he dreading the long hours on his knees, steadying himself with only an elbow placed firmly on a sometimes shaky leg?

Or was he able to wrap his mind around the responsibility he held in his hands?

His work would be seen by hundreds in the years to come…………….and even the slightest slant in the paper or misplaced hole could destroy the rock and cause the lettering to be off………..


His work today would change everything about what the world would see tomorrow.

There was something very special to me about walking by this man as he performed such a significant task.

On his knee, meticulously drilling………………

dust flying as he carefully created space for letters to hang

which would eventually spell out the name of this Christian college.

I was moved as I watched him work……………………

How often does the hanging of history happen right before our eyes?
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A well thought-out plan

When history is being hung every decision matters.

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As I approached the sign, he turned toward me,

and I had to comment on the beauty of his work.

Of course I asked if I could take his picture.

He smiled and I hope he knew in that moment just how much he mattered…………..

how much his work was appreciated.

All work deserves recognition…………

and I find the nameless deed doers the most beautiful ones of all.
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Doesn’t everyone need to know they’re changing

something about tomorrow

by the work they’re doing today?


A row of letters waited…………………

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Their position on the wall would be determined by the hands of this man………………..

this man who may have showed up for “just another day of work” only to learn he would be hanging history for years to come.


I couldn’t help but think of the many things in life we may be called to do today………………….

Feed a baby

Change a diaper

Clean a bathroom

Cook a meal

Do laundry

Sit in a waiting room with a friend

Write a note to someone who is hurting

Create a lesson plan

Take someone’s temperature

Make a phone call

Do homework

Text a friend

The list goes on and on of the many little things that may add up to make our day,

but how different these things would seem if we saw each of them as etches in a rock…………..

the hanging of history.

Every word

Every action

Every moment……..

slips out and slips by,

sends dust flying and

changes every single thing about tomorrow.


Today, don’t underestimate your worth.

You’re a hanger of history………………..

And when history is being hung every decision matters.


I walked into my writing room this morning,

and the light coming through the window seemed to sparkle as it hung in the air,

cascading all the way to the floor.

I had to laugh as I realized it was actually sunlight reflecting suspended dust that was causing the beauty in that moment.kcu seven

Dust, hanging in space, catching light.

Isn’t that what we all are????


Only God could take something so simple and create something so complex.

Who else could give the task of reflecting His light while impacting history to something we thoughtlessly sweep into a pan and toss away almost every single day?

The devil whispers,

You’re only dust.  Stay focused on your frail existence.

God proclaims,

You’re my child, created in my image.  

Shine for me and make the world a better place.

Reflect My light.

Hang beautiful history.

You matter.

Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, after our likeness. And let them have dominion over the fish of the sea and over the birds of the heavens and over the livestock and over all the earth and over every creeping thing that creeps on the earth.”

Genesis 1:26

Then the LORD God formed a man from the dust of the ground and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life, and the man became a living being.

Gen. 2:7

You show that you are a letter from Christ, the result of our ministry, written not with ink but with the Spirit of the living God, not on tablets of stone but on tablets of human hearts.
II Cor. 3:3
For God, who said, “Let light shine out of darkness,” made his light shine in our hearts to give us the light of the knowledge of God’s glory displayed in the face of Christ.
II Cor. 4:5
No matter where today carries your “flying dust of an existence” never forget,
“You’re hanging history as you go.



Have you ever had to make a big decision?

When I do, I sometimes make a list of all the things I can think of to support saying “yes” and a list of all the things that would cause me to say “no.”

Seeing the reality of what could happen as a result of my choice written out on a piece of paper can be extremely helpful.


But sometimes, decisions aren’t cut and dry.

There’s good and there’s bad on both side.


What then?


This morning I was reading about a time when Jehoshaphat had to make a very big decision about whether or not to go into battle.


Here’s what he did:


1.  He declared a fast.

2.  He was honest with God and said, “We do not know what to do, but our eyes are upon you.”

3.  He listened for God’s answer.

4.  He trusted God when God’s spirit said, “The battle is not yours, but God’s…Do not be afraid or discouraged.  Go out to face them tomorrow and the Lord will be with you.”

4.  He praised and worshipped God before he saw the outcome of his decision.


Today, if you find yourself trying to make a big decision,

read II Chronicles 20 and consider following Jehoshaphat’s example.

God gave him a mighty victory because of his trust and obedience.


Sometimes our answers come when we look to God with an honest heart and simply tell Him,

“We do not know what to do, but our

eyes are on you.”

II Chron. 20:12b




When you hear the words “duct tape,” you probably don’t think of something as cute as a hair bow, but at the school where I teach girls are making cute fashion designs with assorted colors and styles of this heavy-duty hardware supply.

As I was looking at some of their creations the other day, I thought to myself, “If humans can take something like duct-tape and create something cute and useful, why are we surprised when the Bible says that God makes all things beautiful in His time?” God longs to take every practical part of us and use it for His glory.

Yesterday, Olivia had a good first day at my school. The girls welcomed her with open arms and the teachers embraced her with love. It was a hard day in some ways. She was nervous about the new schedule, the new work. Shew……….what a journey this has been.

By the end of the day, she had made some new little friends that I know will be a blessing for these last six weeks of school.

God is going to turn a duct-tape kind-of spring into a beautiful hair bow for Olivia, and I am thankful.

Ecclesiastes 3:11

He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.

If you feel like you are in a duct-tape season, remember this promise.

We are waiting, trusting, and learning as we continue to cling to Him for our daily strength.

Praying for you today as you do the same.

Thank you again for every prayer.

I love you all so much,

Needing to Sleep….

November 27th, 2008



Nick was determined to sleep in his bed tonight which meant going up a flight of stairs which he has not attempted in about two weeks. Erich, my oldest son, was such an encourager practically carrying him as they made it up the staircase together. Nick was so out of breath at the top of the stairs, yet he managed to walk to his bed and get into it before giving up.

Where does he get his determination?

Where does his will to conquer the unconquerable come from?

How does he stay so funny in spite of his physical battle?

Nick is handling this journey better than I am right now. He just amazes me. Here I sit, fighting back tears and wanting to scream while he is sleeping oh, so peacefully, in his Titans’ bedroom.

Thoughts and emotions are swarming inside of my head. The fear of getting stung by any of these thoughts or feelings keeps me running. It’s as if one thought that is frightening flies through my head, and I shoo it away just in time for another to take its place. There is a fine line between holding it together and having a nervous breakdown. A very fine line. I sometimes think I teeter there.

Then I look at the clock and realize that most normal people are asleep by now (no offense if you are still awake), and I justify my wandering mind as a symptom of fatigue.

Sleep doesn’t always come easily when you know the sun is coming up to a home that holds a child fighting for his life.

But deep inside I know that God promises rest for the weary. I am reminded of the verses from Psalm 63 that are hanging on my bedroom door,

6 On my bed I remember you;
I think of you through the watches of the night.

7 Because you are my help,
I sing in the shadow of your wings.

8 My soul clings to you;
your right hand upholds me.

9 They who seek my life will be destroyed;
they will go down to the depths of the earth.

Cancer seeks my life in an emotional sense.
Cancer seeks Nick’s life in a physical sense.
I know that ultimately cancer will be destroyed.
It will go down to the depths of the earth

Until that day, I must cling to God, trusting His right hand to uphold me.

So, I head to bed and literally remember God through the watches of the night.

He is my help.

He does cause me to sing in the shadow of His wings.

Thankful for each of you who lifts our family up even through the night……..

Thankful for Nick’s determined spirit……..

Thankful for Erich’s tender brotherly love……….

Thankful for Evan’s ability to make Nick laugh………

Thankful for Olivia’s sweet heart……..

Thankful for Todd’s high school friends who keep him encouraged………

Thankful for my mom who shares this journey so closely with me……….

Thankful for my husband who endures my mood swings (who else would?)………..

Thankful for you and Happy Thanksgiving! May your day be filled with love and laughter!