Category: Joy

What A Difference a Day Makes

July 2026

Fifty years ago, I was born to a couple in the far north part of the United States. They had taken a position in a church, and I was their first child. I would be a girl, the oldest daughter, and the oldest granddaughter. Word on the street says that is a difficult combination; actually, some people that know me would agree with that. Not only am I a firstborn, which tend to have the wonderful characteristics of a born leader, reliable, perfectionistic, and organized; I only had brothers and only have sons. So those characteristics lean more towards bossy, selfish, and black and white, no gray. Also, emotions are suppressed without a sister or daughter to keep me well rounded. Have sons and brothers? You understand. My husband who is second born has helped me see more to life than the one-track mind I tend to stay on. Unfortunately, I was diagnosed in a pretty crucial time of mental development. Survival mode was the only option, mainly mental survival mode. Physical survival was up to God.

Reflections have been the name of the game on this blog, but life reflections have topped the chart in the last few weeks. Once a person has hit the age of fifty, there is not as many years left as have lived. What a time of reflection on how life has gone for us. Have we done a good job financially, getting ready for retirement? How are our kiddos doing as they hit adulthood? We cannot really change anything, but we can help them navigate their steps as they make life changing decisions, like starting on retirement savings. At their age, my decisions put me on the path that I have traveled, and if I had made a different decision at that time, my life would look way different. God has brought me through those decisions and put me on a path of ministering to others in His work.

Other questions. Did I tell enough people about the Lord? Surprising how many people do not know about His saving grace and His forever life with Him in Heaven. Was I willing to invite others to visit with us at church to hear that message? How many more people did I let pass? In the same space, was I an example of love, of grace? I failed many times, got back up and asked forgiveness, but hoping God could use me daily to show grace. Galatians 5:22, 23 gives each Christian the blueprint of Christian living. We hear it over and over and over again and I feel at times we let it go in on ear and out the other. Yet it really is a reflective aspect that should be on repeat. “But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, gentleness, goodness, faith, meekness, temperance…” Do I have joy in my life? Many times, I feel like joy is a choice. Our surroundings affect our life and joy but how we choose to respond to them, can be crucial. Choose Joy? Yes, grief if needed but choose to see God in the areas of grief and ask for God’s help. Those around us are there for that help as well. The Bible tell us in Romans 12:15, “Rejoice with them that do rejoice, and weep with them that weep.”

Peace. Let that settle in. Breathe. In through the nose out through the mouth. It is interesting that when I want to settle things down in my life, I use the same actions I will take when I am in pain, in discomfort. It is a mechanism that brings the situation at hand into focus. Where are we at in our peace? We may say that peace alludes us, but we have to make our own peace. Young moms with little kids, multiple sporting events for older ones, and activity night after night. Find peace, make peace. Breathe until the peace comes and make the peace come.

After peace in the verse above is longsuffering. This is patience when the peace is allusive, this is patience when our surroundings are complicated and difficult either of our doing or others. If it is others, what are we doing to make those relationships better? Do we have relationships that are meaningful, that are supportive, and that build us up in a world that can tear us down and be discouraging. I am grateful more than my friends can know of each of their friendships. They are uplifting and put me in a place of comfort and love. Each one is unique and is an amount of stability in my life brought to me at different points or for different aspects.

Our God has done this for us. He has given us a free will with stipulation as Christians. We choose our path for the most part, our attitude, our joy, our peace, oh, and do not forget the longsuffering… He is there for the directions and makes the path open for viewing and to walk down, or closed for the time being, or to wait. Grateful for the path, the journey and the choice. What a difference MY day made Looking forward to the reflection of the past and the direction of the future.

J – Others – Y

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9/29/19

Spring 1997

Reaching outside of our bubble, our life, who we are, is extremely important. I realized this with a recent family trial that has turned into a journey. It began when my husband’s mom had a major stroke, and I emphasize major. Here comes the medical-there are a few types of strokes ischemic, hemorrhagic, brain stem, and cryptogenic. Hers was a hemorrhagic which is not as common and often deadly. God spared her life. We have known stroke victims, but this was our first experience first hand. Medical terminology, recovery, statistics, blood pressure, etc… are a new road of travel for her family. Many stroke victims lose something from the stroke, and no two people are affected the same. Because of this loss, the family tries to fill in the gaps. It is a trial that has an end result of a new normal. My husband, his siblings, and dad have spent endless hours learning the ropes of a stroke. This education is exhausting and ever changing. The new normal is a full focus on helping their wife and mom regain strength, movement, and cognitive ability. They have taken their lives and reached past their giving threshold and then given more. It is what a person does when life changes in an instant. Life is about others, right?

My junior year of college brought to me my first lesson about others. I had become very much aware of others when I walked into my first dorm room. My friend and roommate my Freshmen year and I grew up with only brothers so we did not have to share with any other girl in our homes. We really got along great! But then there are others when a person lives in a dorm, and one realizes that quickly. I loved each of the dorms I lived in, and for the most part it really went well. But, again, life is not just about us.

My junior year brought an opportunity to see others and serve them. I was able to work in different ministries at the church and spent time telling others about Jesus and His love for them. Our college had been taking mission’s trips each summer, and I signed up to go to the Philippines. Growing up in a pastor’s home allowed the opportunity to meet many a missionary family as they circumnavigated the United States getting ready for the final destination of another country. They are dedicated families that have said “I will go,” taken up their roots in a place they call home, said goodbye to friends and family, and would say hello to a group of people that most likely will not even know the word. These families I met growing up were just like my family, called by God to tell others, serve others. As Christians, we all have that commission.

Missionaries were my heroes. I was more than excited about going to the Philippines. The group going consisted of a couple of close friends and other college students plus a Filipino man from our church at college. He had taken a few groups over in the past, and would set up for us to be there for five weeks with national pastors. These pastors were actually Filipino men who were pastoring churches that in the past might have been started by an American missionary. Pretty cool.

We began in January getting our funds together for the trip, passports sent in, and time off of work depending on where we would be going that summer. We would spend the last week of May and the whole month of June in the Philippines. All of us were excited and began to prepare for children’s programs, testimonies, and youth services. With the preparations, it is really easy to look past what would hit a person right in the face when they go to the mission field. The people are what we are there for, and the experience of going to a foreign field and serving in a ministry aspect is priceless. But the way of living is so different than America, or the America I had experienced growing up. My parents provided all of our needs, and when we moved to Wyoming they both worked full time jobs outside of the ministry to support the family. We were very much taken care of and would have never considered ourselves in need. There are people in this country who would have needs that I had never experienced.

Going to a foreign country opens up a whole new world. People are people no matter what country we live in, and they may have many needs, but the one common ground we have is just that: we are all people, created by God with a heart and soul and mind. We all have a soul that needs Jesus. Whether we live here or in another country, the act of serving others should be in the forefront of our minds.

When a person goes to the mission field for a trip or to minister full-time, they have one goal: to serve others. They have put Jesus first and themselves last to serve others. Across this world people need the Lord. But, what if we are not sent over to another country or never have that opportunity to go on a mission’s trip? Are not people there the same as people here? Yes, they are, so let us serve them here, too. Let us tell them of Jesus. Why in the world are we too busy to do that?! Many a person, myself included, are in too much of a hurry or to even take five minutes to lay out their long schedule for their day or week. Others are the last thing on our minds. Live our lives; that is what God wants us to do. Be diligent, be responsible, but be loving and considerate of lost souls right next door to us. That cashier has a soul and our busyness might skip over that. Our soccer mom friend needs a home church. We live in the “Bible Belt” of the United States. I have met people even here that do not know about Jesus, and many that want to hear of His love. Who are we living our life for?

J-O-Y. I think most of us have the “Jesus” down. I would not question that about the majority of Christians I know. The “You” is an obvious problem with myself included. The “Others” needs a little work. I submit that if we take the amount of “Jesus” on one end of the spectrum and the “You” on the other end and meet in the middle, our “Others” might be just right. Philippians 2:3-5 sums it all up. “Let nothing be done through strife or vainglory; but in lowliness of mind let each esteem other better than themselves. Look not every man on his own things, but every man also on the things of others. Let this mind be in you, which was also in Christ Jesus…”