Christmas Cookies

Christmas Cookies is one of my favorite Christmas devotionals. It’s such a vivid word picture of the ingredients that make up our lives and what the Lord is able to do with those ingredients.  Wrapping the joy of Christmas cookie baking (and eating!) around the real-life pain that each of us walks through at some point in our lives. It describes His ability to take raw staples, added in the right order, mixed together, provide just the right amount of heat, and …. Let’s just read the devo 😉 – Becky White

The LORD of Armies has taken an oath: “It will happen exactly as I’ve intended. It will turn out exactly as I’ve planned.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.

Isaiah 14:24 GWT    Romans 8:28 KJV

Every December, it’s the same pre-Christmas cookie-baking ritual. I grab large mixing bowls and measuring spoons, along with flour, baking soda, salt, brown sugar, butter, vanilla and eggs. I spend an entire day mixing, and refrigerating batches of cookie dough.  I’ll spend another whole day baking and decorating (and taste-testing of course!) until our kitchen counters are covered in sugary goodness.  

In the midst of my baking marathon, I stepped back to survey the landscape of my countertop. I noticed that most of what my eyes landed on wouldn’t taste very good as a stand-alone ingredient. Baking soda or a pinch of salt isn’t very tasty all by itself, however, mix each ingredient together in the correct order, add some heat and voila’! You have a mouth-watering, hip-enlarging Christmas cookie! As I mixed and stirred this year’s cookie-dough, I thought a lot about the “ingredients” of my life … of most people’s lives, and how similar it is to my Christmas cookie routine.

On a stand-alone basis, many of the ingredients we encounter are bitter, or even down right painful. Some appear as pointless as baking soda or a pinch of salt. At times were convinced the oven temperature is set on broil…oh the pain of the heat of trials or testing or even natural consequences of our own bad choices.

In my own life, the Lord God has taken “ingredients” like childhood challenges, the death of two of my children, domestic violence, divorce and even my own addictions …. and in the end, brought them all together for my good and His glory.  Ingredients that I thought were unnecessary or an “oven” temperature I thought was too hot or “baking time” I thought was too long… He brought good from them all. Not one ingredient wasted.

Your ingredient list or baking time, may be similar to mine or completely different. Maybe it includes the bitter flavor of COVID or the nastiness of depression-inducing isolation or the uncertainty of our political landscape or financial anxiety. Perhaps your list even includes the bitter ingredient of death or discouragement or cancer …

Wherever you’re at in the cooking process and whatever your ingredient list, let me encourage you today. He sees you. He is aware. I am so sorry for the pain or heartache some of your ingredients have caused. We may not understand “the why” of each ingredient or the cooking process, but we can absolutely trust the Master.

Grab yourself a cup of coffee and a few cookies… and reflect a minute on how He so masterfully used/uses all your life’s ingredients for your good and His glory. Or sip hot cocoa and ask Him to help with your ingredient list that feels so “unnecessary” or an oven temp that seems too high for way too long! Pour out your heart to Him. He is faithful. Of that we can be sure.

“Faith isn’t the ability to believe long and far into the misty future. It’s simply taking God at His Word and taking the next step.”   

Joni Erickson Tada

Father, help me view each life ingredient as from Your Sovereign hand. Enable me to trust You with the bitter and the sweet, and in the end stand amazed at Your faithfulness! In Jesus’ name, Amen

 Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

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God’s Perfect Timing

( A Christmas devo)

At that time the Roman emperor, Augustus, decreed that a census should be taken throughout the Roman Empire. (This was the first census taken when Quirinius was governor of Syria.) All returned to their own ancestral towns to register for this census. And because Joseph was a descendant of King David, he had to go to Bethlehem in Judea, David’s ancient home. He traveled there from the village of Nazareth in Galilee. He took with him Mary, to whom he was engaged, who was now expecting a child.

And while they were there, the time came for her baby to be born. She gave birth to her firstborn son. She wrapped him snugly in strips of cloth and laid him in a manger, because there was no lodging available for them.   Luke 2:1-7 NLT

But when the fulness of the time was come, God sent forth his Son. Galatians 4:4a KJV

It’s “Christmas-time,” and for many, Luke 2 is the go-to chapter. Many will open their copy of God’s Word and read the account of our Savior’s birth, found here. There is much that we could glean from this familiar and rich section of Scripture, but I’d like to pull out  and hold up to the light, one point.

God’s perfect timing doesn’t always feel perfect. God’s ways, don’t always feel “God-directed.”

As Scripture records, this was the first time that the governor had taken a census. His decree meant that Jospeh and Mary were required to travel to his ancestral home, some 90 miles away. Immediately. No Uber. No Greyhound. And when they arrived at their destination, no reservation or Airbnb awaited them. As some translations put it, there was “No room in the Inn.”  And all of this just so happened to occur while Mary, the mother of our Lord, was on the verge of giving birth.

At first blush, doesn’t it seem like God the Father should have orchestrated better circumstances for the pair? Or that the timing could have been a bit different? Why not travel when Mary is just a few months along or wait until the Child is done with night-feedings?  And what about accommodations? Why did the Creator of all the Universe, not make reservations for His Son? We know He could have. Later in life, we read that a donkey was waiting His arrival and a room prepared for His last supper, why not make His first meal a little more inviting?

I don’t have the answer to those (possibly silly?) questions. But what I do have is faith in our Loving, Faithful and Sovereign God, that if these challenges or less-than-ideal circumstances were allowed to happen, they happened for a purpose. And with His permission and indeed, direction.

If you and I, as *His children, have less-than-ideal circumstances or challenges along life’s path, the same truth applies to us. I don’t know what blessings (a beautiful new baby, or a career achievement or the gift of a godly spouse) or what challenges (grieving a loss, or grieving what might have been or the ache of loneliness or regret) you may be facing this Christmas season. But He does. And His timing is perfect, even when it doesn’t feel that way. His ways are best, even when accompanied by pain. Trust Him. He will never fail you. He has a plan.

This Christmas, as you read Luke 2, and take in the account of our Savior’s birth, be reminded, not only of His goodness in sending His only begotten Son to be born that day in Bethlehem. But in His perfect ways and perfect timing, in all things. Including your life and mine.

Let’s pray –

Father God, I stand in awe of Your goodness in sending Your Son for us and in awe of Your perfect timing as well. In Jesus’ birth and in all the events of my life. Enable me to trust You, even when …. and even if …. I love You! In Jesus’ mighty name, Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

*We are counted as children of God through our relationship with Jesus Christ.

Christmas Socks

Unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given…

For God so loved the world that He gave His one and only Son,

that whosoever believes in Him would not perish but have eternal life.

Isaiah 9:6    John 3:16

Christmas. I love the lights, the tinsel, the songs, and the food. I love the cheesy nothing-to-do-with-the-real-meaning-of-Christmas movies. I love baking cookies with the grandkids and watching the excitement in their eyes as they gasp excitedly at Grandpa and Grandma’s covered-in-icicles Christmas tree. And yet – none of those things is really “Christmas” is it? In fact, one of those decades-old movies reminds us that Christmas can, and does, happen even when all those extras are missing.

Old socks turned Christmas socks.  Old socks nailed to the wall as Christmas stockings, plump with fruit and candy, old socks used as mittens for the kid’s snowball fights and old socks turned into bean bag toys and hand puppets. During those trying years, God gave me a heart of thankfulness for such blessings as old socks – while in recent years, I have spent Christmas’ basking in the outward blessings of tinsel, lights, cheesy movies and grandkids – all shared with my gift-from-God husband. But no matter the circumstance, I always had Christmas. Because Christmas isn’t about those outer trappings I so enjoy…

While we could debate the origins of celebrating this set apart Holy Day we call Christmas, or the accuracy of the exact date – let’s land on the meaning of what we are celebrating. God made flesh. Born of a woman. The Creator entering into His creation to save them. No lights or tinsel or cookies or even eggnog needed.  Jesus the Christ, born into the world to save sinners, of whom I am chief. That is Christmas.

This Christmas may find you comfortably sitting in your favorite chair, sipping hot chocolate and basking in the glow of a tree or alone in a prison cell (physical or emotional), tear-stained face and discouraged beyond words. It may find you missing a now-in-heaven child/parent/spouse/friend… or it may find you feverishly trying to “create” Christmas for family. My prayer is that this Christmas we purposefully remember what we are celebrating – the greatest *gift of all time. The gift of His one and only Son… for you. Amazing.

The very purpose of Christ’s coming into the world was that he might offer up his life as a sacrifice for the sins of men. He came to die. This is the heart of Christmas. –Rev. Billy Graham

Father, I am speechless when I think of what You have given us…Your Son, Your only Son. I bow at Your feet, acknowledging Your goodness, faithfulness and absolute mercy and grace given to one such as I. Thank You Father, thank You. In Jesus’ name, Amen

*(Make sure you have opened this gift or it will do you as much good as those expired gift cards!).

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Shattered Snow-globe

Please forgive the rerun – this devo keeps bubbling up in my heart, so I decided to send it out again. Just a reminder, as followers of Christ, we will walk through the same tragedies, the same pain and the same every-day struggles as other folks. And yet … we are not walking alone. We have no less than God Himself living in us and working through us.  When we suffer, God uses that suffering to bring glory to His name to a watching world. They will see that although we face the same challenges as they, we are more than conquers through Christ who strengthens us, and we have within us, His peace that passes all understanding. Not because we have no difficulties to face, but because He’s with us in the difficulties. – Becky White

The LORD is near to those who are discouraged; he saves those who have lost all hope. Psalm 34:18 GNT

The LORD is near to the brokenhearted and saves the crushed in spirit. Psalm 34:18 ESV

You are near, O Lord [nearer to me than my foes] Psalm 119:51a AMPC

Trust in Him at all times, you people; Pour out your hearts before Him; God is a refuge for us. Psalm 62: 8 NASB

Wiping away coffee stains and donut crumbs from the outdoor serving tables as she mingled with the guests, it was just another day of urban ministry. A team of volunteers had prepared scrambled eggs, biscuits and sausage, for those without a brick-and-mortar address and some who were just in need of a meal and a caring face – all sprinkled with conversation, prayer and a hug or two.

But on this day… the woman served a guest that she never expected to cross her path in this setting… mingled among the diners who carried all they owned in a knapsack was… Her grown daughter.

Her heart broke at the sight of her “child.” Engulfing her in a momma bear embrace, she listened as her daughter shared details of the past few months. Her momma’s heart ached at the painful scene confronting her. Yet thankful for the foundational knowledge that her daughter was still alive. For another day.

After the meal, she watched as her daughter rolled away and toward the busy city street in the worn-from-use wheel chair, her heart aching at the scene before her.  Though the need for a wheelchair was relatively recent, her daughter’s hands now expertly moved the side wheels while her exposed left foot pushed the chair along the concrete sidewalk. The scene pierced the momma’s heart as her eyes were captured by the sight of the bare, calloused and dirt-stained foot, pushing methodically along. Instantly, she was transported back in time. Hot tears welling as she envisioned her daughter’s tiny, sweet smelling, baby-girl feet with pink satin booties and a delicate ribbon carefully tied in a bow. So perfect. So beautiful.

Lowering her gaze, the momma turned away in emotional ache as the rawness of the scene washed over her…Her daughter… her “baby girl” … now nearing 40, missing a leg, addicted and “contentedly” homeless.

This true story reminds us that being a follower of Jesus Christ doesn’t exempt us from pain. The momma ached; the daughter struggled with addiction. For some, your reality is the death of a child. For others, depression or despair are threatening to engulf you as one who has “lost all hope.” We do not live the Christian life in a snow-globe – always beautiful and delicately protected from adversity. Though no one has been given an exemption-card from the trials of life, He has promised us His very presence as we walk through them…. even as He asks us to trust Him with what we do not understand.

Trace again the words of scripture. Put your finger on each word and speak them out loud. “The LORD is near to those who are discouraged; he saves those who have lost all hope. He is near the brokenhearted.” While I have no magic words to wipe away your pain, allow me to lead you to the One Scripture calls “a Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief”. (Isaiah 53:3) Lean into Him as you walk through your own version of a shattered snow-globe situation. He is nearer than all you face.

“If God sends us on stony paths, He provides strong shoes.”

Corrie ten Boom

Father, Your word says that You are the God of all comfort and a Refuge for us. While I admit I would much prefer an exemption-card from difficulty, I realize it’s through trials that I learn to trust You, and Your grace, to carry me. I love You, In Jesus’ name, Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Icicles and Lambs

And she gave birth to her firstborn, a Son. She wrapped Him in swaddling cloths and laid Him in a manger, because there was no room for them in the inn.…

Behold, the Lamb of God who takes away the sin of the world.

Luke 2:7 Berean Study Bible            John 1:29 ESV

I love all things sparkly! Every year I layer our Christmas tree with an entire package of hand-me-down silvery icicles. I so enjoy the way the Christmas lights reflect off the silvery beauty! As much as I love the sparkle of Christmas decorations, I know this isn’t the real meaning and symbol of Christmas.

The original “Christmas scene” is rich with symbolism and depth of meaning, and definitely no cutesy fairy tale or sterile religious scene as we may accidentally portray it with our graceful Nativity figures. The authentic Nativity is gritty real-life embedded with layers of meaning. And the only sparkle were the stars of heaven. Come with me for a few moments, step away from ribbons and bows or perhaps the grief that some are experiencing this Holy-Day and let us push back the hay, peering into the stable …

The Lamb of God, born alongside smelling, dirty lambs. The Lamb of God, born to take away the sin of the world, birthed alongside animals intended to temporarily cover the sin of the people. John 1:29 Jesus, The Bread of Life, lain in a feeding trough. Beckoning us to feed on the only thing that authentically satisfies the hunger of our soul and deepest longings. Him. John 6:33

His teenager mom,  gave birth in a barn/cave, not because she enjoyed the rustic setting, but because there was no room for them anywhere else. They were not wanted or welcomed or cared for by others. From His first Word-made-flesh-Divine-breath to His crucifixion on Mt. Calvary, He experienced the pains of our humanness. Rejected. Outcast. Sorrow. Misunderstood. As the Holy Spirit spoke through Isaiah the prophet 700 years earlier, “He was a Man of sorrows and acquainted with grief…. Despised and rejected by men …”

His birth announcement didn’t include a Santa-hat photo in the society pages of Bethlehem but did make the shepherd evening news. Angels arrived during the night-shift of lowest-on-the-totem-pole of that society to proclaim the good news for all the world (Isn’t that just like our God?). “Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of great joy which will be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. This will be a sign for you: you will find a baby wrapped in cloths and lying in a manger.”  And suddenly there appeared with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God and saying, “Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased.” Luke 2

Stepping away from the stable and back into my modern-day Charles Dickens-esq Christmas celebrations, I am reminded … that Jesus is the Lamb of God, who came to take away my sins … He is the Bread of Life sent from heaven, the only One who can truly satisfy our needs. He knows our pain of rejection or grief or regret.  And Jesus offers us joy beyond measure as we bow our heart and kneel before the Lord our Maker – a Maker Who came wrapped in swaddling clothes laying in a feeding trough to give His life for us. Astounding.

God became flesh – doing it all in a most unexpected way, in a most unexpected place to a most undeserving people. The world. You. Me.

Whatever the Christmas holiday looks like in your world, from my never-enough-sparkles, to alone in a  prison cell (physical or emotional) or taking in the reality of  a cancer diagnosis, to a military spouse teary-eyed with loneliness, to a new mom holding her own swaddled child. Lean hard into the Lamb of God this Christmas…

“Christ didn’t only come into the world that first Christmas night in Bethlehem, but He wants to come into our lives today, and every day of the year.” – Billy Graham

Billy Graham

Father God, I bow before You in awe of Your faithfulness. Providing the spotless Lamb, Your very own Son … for me … Please show me where I “don’t make room” for You in my life … and enable me to daily recognize the depth of my need for You … as I bask in Your goodness, even as it comes in ways and by means that I did not expect. I love You. In Jesus’ name, Amen

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

Advent devo suggestion

Confession, I usually find Advent devos to be a bit “religious-y” and not something that draws me in to honoring Jesus’ birth. But this devo is different!

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I highly recommend it. You can download a free copy or order a hard copy. It is well worth the cost.

Blessings to you!

Becky White

Turkey, Pumpkin Pie and Thankfulness

Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is [deepest] within me, bless His holy name!

Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not [one of] all His benefits—

Psalm 103: 1-2 AMPC

Beware, lest you forget the LORD who brought you out of the land of Egypt, from the house of bondage. Deuteronomy 6:12

How can I repay the LORD for all His goodness to me? Psalm 116:12 BSB

I love all the sights and smells that “Thanksgiving” evokes. The aroma of turkey roasting in the oven, the smell of sage stuffing, and of course, pumpkin pie. I love the beautiful chaos of children, grandchildren and children-in-law, all clamoring and spilling drinks and asking for dessert much too early – all as we drink in the blessings of family and good food. The American Thanksgiving Holiday (That can be celebrated everywhere, of course!). A day purposefully set aside to remember and then give thanks to God for all the blessings He’s given us.

Thanksgiving Day also brings up meaningful memories of serving dinner to our friends at an urban ministry (Columbus Dream Center), many who have none of the trappings I just described. Some with a mere canvas “roof” over their head, a “bed” of cardboard, and only a lap for a table. I (and countless others) have personally experienced challenging holidays, layered with loneliness and financial lack, and the emotional pain of grief or loss. Such challenges can make Thanksgiving Day a little more complicated.

Where do you find yourself today? Are your overwhelmed by His goodness or overwhelmed by grief? Overwhelmed by His faithfulness or overwhelmed by tragic circumstances? Maybe both?

Wherever you find yourself this Thanksgiving season, may I (gently) encourage you to purposefully ask the Lord to bring His good gifts to mind? Every. Single One. It could be that you have a “Thankful” list ready to post on FB or share with your family.  Or maybe it will take deep thought and possibly tears, to pull together a post-it note list. Though I don’t know where you land today, He does. And He is the same faithful God today, that He was last week, last decade or when King David penned the Psalm that reminds us to bless the Lord and forget not one of His benefits.

This year, I am so very thankful that He brought me out of my “land of Egypt” and my own self-created house of bondage. I am forever thankful that He has blessed me with another day of life, and beyond thankful for my amazing family (natural and spiritual) and yes,  I’m even thankful for the trials He’s trusted me with, trials that continue to refine and mold me for His purposes.

Wherever this Thanksgiving Day finds us, let’s turn our minds and hearts to the Lord God and offer thanks to Him.

Bless the Lord O my soul and all that is within me, bless His holy name!

Father God, Faithful Lord, Precious Savoir, I am so very thankful for Your hand of blessing and favor on my life. From my salvation, to a heart that continues to beat, to my favorite Thanksgiving Day foods, to the challenges You’ve walked me through. I bow in awe of Your goodness toward me. Thank You! In Jesus’ mighty name, Amen

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

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“Thanks-giving” Amidst Brokenness

Bless the LORD, O my soul; And all that is within me, bless His holy name! Psalm 103:1

The LORD sits enthroned over the flood; the LORD is enthroned as King forever.  Psalm 29:10

He sent forth His word and healed them; He rescued them from the Pit. Psalm 107:20

Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path. Psalm 119:05

The following is less a devotional and more a short essay of life’s challenges. It’s raw, real and not an “easy” read. But if you’re in need of encouragement – jump in. God’s Word promises to both heal and light our path.

All this re-remembering came about as I listened to a Charles Stanley audio book, titled The Blessings of Brokenness. A book that I first read over 20 years ago. All the sights and sounds and smells and pain of those days came crashing back into my mind. Along with the acknowledgement of a whole new set of trials that the Lord is enabling me to walk through. I pray my raw sharing of past hurts or current challenges will encourage others walking through their own pain. You are not alone, or the only one. Especially during this season when so many are talking about the importance of thankfulness or gratitude, let’s acknowledge that sometimes, “Thank You, Lord” slips easily from our lips; while in other seasons, we must brace ourselves and make a sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving.

Not only are other brothers and sisters in Christ enduring trials right along with you – but they, like me, have found peace and hope in the midst of our brokenness, because of our trust in the only true God and Savior, Jesus Christ. Whatever the outcome, He is good and He is faithful. And if we surrender to His Lordship in this, He will use it all for our good and His glory.

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Over the last few years, I’ve had to front face, to come to terms with, one of my mid-forties adult children battling an addiction for the past 5 years and living outside by choice.  I’ve had to come to terms with another of my mid-forties children who was born mentally and physically challenged, who doesn’t speak to me. I’ve had to come to terms with a grown child who has not only walked away from the Lord, but has completely rejected all that I poured into them as a mom. I’ve had to come to terms with both the blessings, and the very real challenges, that are unique to blended families. There are other trials that I have left unsaid, but I think you get the idea. We all have a list, don’t we?

As these pain points have been faced and met, I’ve done so only through the stabilizing bedrock of knowing that the Lord is Sovereign over all that has touched my life. Over all that continues to pain my heart. It is with the knowledge of his character, His faithfulness and His great love for His children, that I am filled with peace and hope and strength. In the midst of life’s inevitable challenges. Not by ignoring the raw reality. Not by pretending that I feel something I don’t. But by resting in Who He is and that He sits as King over the flood of all I face. Of all that, all His children face.

And wonder of wonders, He has used, and continues to use, all of these pain points to mold me, to shape me and conform me (an ongoing, life-long process!) into the image of Jesus Christ, my Lord. Also, He has allowed me the privilege of using all of these challenges to encourage others in their time of pain and trial. To remind them that no matter what has brought them to this point in life – He is there with us. Ready and able to faithfully walk us through them.

I suppose I could “blame” the challenges from my childhood (We ALL have something don’t we? Some worse than others to be sure). I could point to unjust events in my life or even my own (very many) bad choices. There is enough of each to go around. I could also speak of the enemy of our souls, the devil himself (or his minions) for arranging several of these events in my life. But in the end, I must acknowledge that nothing can come into the life of a child of God without His permission. Though He may not cause, He most certainly must allow. He is God.

With that Biblical truth as the backdrop, I turn my eyes upward and ask my Father, “What are You trying to teach me?” And then, “Please search me, O God and try my heart and remove from me anything not pleasing to You.”

I don’t ask these questions out of a stoic religious duty or even easily. I ask because I know that He is trustworthy, He is sovereign and He loves me. I look no further than the Cross for assurance of those facts. And I trust His promise to bring good out of all I face.

It is very real brokenness that brought me to this point of surrender. Perhaps this is just one of His reasons for allowing it.

Within the raw reality of all this, I have been so graciously blessed to have a man of God for a husband these past 15 wonderful years (and counting!), together, we have 7 grown children, 9 grandchildren and 2 great grandchildren. We have the privilege of serving the Lord and sharing life together. Several of our children are faithfully serving the Lord and walking out His will in their day-to-day lives. I have had, and continue to have, the opportunity to encourage others in their walk to trust the Lord no matter their circumstance – He’s allowed me the privilege of doing this through a writing ministry, through serving the ladies at ORW, through serving “the least of these” at Columbus Dream Center and through serving folks at The Bridge Ministry at Shiloh.

Brokenness isn’t something to be avoided at all costs…If we want to be all that God desires us to be, we must submit to Him in times of brokenness. – Charles Stanley

Let’s pray,

My Father and my God, these seasons of brokenness are painful, but also bear much fruit when placed in Your hands. I submit myself and all that I face to You, the only true God and Sovereign. I choose to trust You with the trial and give thanks in all things. I love You! In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

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When “Giving Thanks” isn’t so Easy

Through Him, therefore, let us at all times offer up to God a sacrifice of praise, which is the fruit of lips that thankfully acknowledge and confess and glorify His name.    Hebrews 13:15 AMP

In every situation [no matter what the circumstances] be thankful and continually give thanks to God; for this is the will of God for you in Christ Jesus. 1 Thessalonians 5:18 AMP

Recently, our pastor reminded us that the season between Thanksgiving and New Years has the highest rate of depression and suicide attempts. So that means, while many of us are prepping our turkeys, gulping glasses of eggnog, eating way too many cookies or admiring a beautifully lit tree, others among us are drowning in hopelessness and despair.  All the while, watching others around them with seemingly Instagram-perfect lives. (As if that’s reality, but I digress…) Our hearts should ache for those struggling through this season.

I confess that it’s all too easy for me to give thanks when I have the blessings of a warm bed or full belly or good relationships. It takes no sacrifice to give thanks in such scenarios. But I find it does take deliberate effort to be thankful, because my default setting is to take His gifts for granted. To forget that all I have is a gift from His hand. From the breath in my lungs, to my amazing husband and our family, to the heater under our kitchen table (and strategically placed by my feet.) All of it. Gifts from Him.

I have also learned experientially the importance of giving thanks for “gifts” that, at first blush, are more like the proverbial “ugly sweater” gift. When financial challenges engulfed me, He provided and enabled me to give thanks for the few packages of Ramen noodles and can of chicken that became a casserole for five children. Or the times when relational betrayal or the pain of regret for my own bad choices laid me bare and yet He provided forgiveness and healing through my Lord Jesus. And has brought beauty from ashes.

Teaching us the invaluable lesson of giving thanks to Him in all circumstances, not just pleasant circumstances.

Then I think of those celebrating Thanksgiving Day who are behind bars or sitting at a makeshift tent-campsite or those handling funeral arrangements as they simultaneously battle the ache of grief or those coping with an all-encompassing loneliness that this season seems to amplify. When folks in such circumstances give thanks through a whispered prayer of gratitude to the Lord Jesus, it is a priceless “sacrifice of praise” that honors our God. Folks who are purposely giving thanks, even if they must search through the debris of a trial or pain, to do so.

For one moment, let’s step back from our turkey dinners and contemplate the challenges our neighbors might be walking through and consider what a sacrifice it may be for them to utter the words, “Thank you, God.”

Have you ever been there? Are you there now? Is there a person who comes to mind as you read these words? As we celebrate this special day, set aside to give thanks to God for His great blessings, in whatever form they come, let’s remember those struggling this season. Pray. Reach out. Be a blessing. Let’s be His hands and feet to all He puts in our path. There is hope. And it is found in Jesus Christ.

“As a matter of fact, God isn’t asking you to be thankful. He’s asking you to give thanks. There’s a big difference. One response involves emotions, the other your choices, your decisions about a situation, your intent, your ‘step of faith.’”

– Joni Eareckson Tada

Happy (early) Thanksgiving!

Father, I am in awe of the gifts You’ve so freely given. Life. Salvation. Breath. Genuine hope because of Christ. Help me to remember, and not forget, Your good hand of favor on my life. In Jesus’ precious name, Amen

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

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Tangled Messes

I will cry to God Most High, To God who accomplishes all things for me.

And in the same way the Spirit also helps our weakness; for we do not know how to pray as we should, but the Spirit Himself intercedes for us with groanings too deep for words.

I will bring the blind by a way they know not; I will lead them in paths they have not known. I will make darkness into light before them.

Psalm 57:2, Romans 8:26 NASB 1977, Isaiah 42:16a AMPC

If you’re over 35, I bet you’ve experienced the yearly Christmas-light detangling ritual. It seemed that no matter how carefully the lights were wound, twist-tied and put back in a box, they came out the next year in one big ball of mangled, interlocked green wire and lights. The more you pulled and attempted to unravel the lights, the more knots you inevitably created. Oh, the “anguish” and frustration of it all!  Of course, now we have almost exclusively, the neat and tidy pre-lit Christmas trees. Amateurs.

This morning while thinking through a few serious life situations, and talking to the Lord about them, I admitted that I wasn’t even sure how to pray. Where to begin. What “end” to pull first that might unravel the difficult circumstances of those close to me. I held up, as it were, the ball of Christmas lights. The tangled, woven together hot-mess challenges, and had no clue where to begin. What to even ask the Lord for.

Have you ever been there?

Our tangled messes come in all shapes and colors, don’t they? Childhood challenges, regret, grief, relational issues, illness, betrayal, dashed hopes and expectations, or a million other things. Often tangled into a knot of, “I don’t even know where to begin” mess. And no pre-lit tree in sight.

As I continued talking with the Lord, it was almost as if He tapped me on the shoulder with one hand, as He held out the other hand. Reminding me of a truth that I (evidently) need to learn and relearn. Hand Him the tangled mess. That’s right. Give up trying to find just the right prayer to pray or light string to pull. Hand the whole ball of tangled mess to Him. And then trust Him with the outcome.

Let God do the untangling of your past or pain or regret.
Simply turn and hand it to Him.

Becky White

Whatever tangled mess scenario confronts you today, allow me to encourage you to hand the whole thing over to Him. He cares for you. He will not forsake you. Allow Him to do what only He can do. Wrapping it all up with the simple request that you want whatever will bring Him the most glory. Whatever that means and whatever that looks like. He is more than able to do above and beyond, all we dare ask for or imagine. Even untangling our Christmas light scenarios.

Father God, I hand this ball of tangled challenges to You. Placing it in Your strong and faithful hands. Though sometimes with trembling lips, I speak out loud that I trust You Lord. Thank You for Your great faithfulness to answer Your children’s prayers, even when we have no idea what or how to pray! I love You precious Saviour. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

Written by Becky White for the Lord Jesus

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