Beauty, not the Beast!

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The point God has taught me lately has not been anything earth-shattering, nor has it even included a “wow” moment. But I know that if I struggle with this sometimes, coming out to share it might help someone else who needs to hear this truth. I have found myself looking in the mirror and questioning, “Am I beautiful?” Sometimes my mind ponders if I exercise more, work harder, or if I am a nicer person it will add to the beauty that God sees in me. While all of this, in part, adds to a beauty of a certain kind, none of these things can change the way the Lord sees me. Even if I have messy hair, no makeup, and haven’t worked out in a week, that doesn’t change the fact that God looks at me and says, “You are beautiful!” He looks at a different kind of beauty: MY HEART.

I am learning that what this world calls character (excellence, habit, frame of mind, emotions, reputation, personality) God calls beauty. These things are shaping who I am and who I will be. Let me throw in here that even if I have a really bad day, and I am snapping at everyone in sight and have a self-loathing attitude, God still tells me that I am beautiful. At the time I might not be listening, but if I can learn to stop and breathe during hectic moments in my life, I know that I will hear Him confidently say, “You are beautiful!” Sometimes that is all I need to hear to change my attitude completely. He doesn’t put any measure on what I have done that day to call me beautiful. These portions of character are not instantly attained. In fact, it sometimes takes years to begin to make some parts of character a habit! I constantly ask the Lord for strength and little reminders of the goals that I want to pursue. I want a pure heart with a good conscience. Every decision that I make is something that will affect me and others around me.

In the last few weeks I have been reading and re-reading Romans 8. It still boggles my mind to think that I have the Holy Spirit in me constantly, and I have a choice to listen to the lying voice of the devil or the unchanging voice of the Lord! I hope that I never lose that awe of what God has shown me in this passage. I am a new person. I am not who I once thought I was. I am filled with the Holy Spirit who shapes who I am with every action or thought that I have! Who are we portraying? Are we portraying a selfish attitude or a willing spirit? We are His children and because of that His beauty is constantly in us! Will we allow Him to show who He is in our lives?

This post was written by Hannah Dillard. 

These Are a Few of my Favorite Things….

‘Tis the season…to relish the simple joys and extravagant gifts the Lord has filled our lives with…three of our favorites being Family, Friends, and Food!

Memories flood in of cozy nights and days nestled in our homes with laughter, snacks, games, fireplace crackling (or pouring smoke profusely into my house – it depends on which memory)…a silly family talent show, reading Advent devotions around lit candles, skyping with relatives far away, wrestling strings of obstinate Christmas lights (very calmly and serenely, I assure you) while watching “White Christmas” for the umpteenth time…always getting along in perfect harmony, peace on earth, good will to men. 🙂 Through it all, we are cementing these lasting, meaningful memories of what Christmas means into the hearts and minds of all our generations.

And what about our dear, true friends? Life would not be the same without them! However many you have, cherish them! This is the perfect time of year to find ways to make them a priority and express how much they mean to you. Worshiping together, caroling in the cold, preparing homemade gifts for others, shopping, putting up another friend’s Christmas decorations when she can’t, planning surprises, receiving surprises, sparkly outings, excited children, serving special meals, goofy white elephant gift exchanges, sharing recipes and EATING together!! These are a few of the memories we share with our bosom buddies from holidays of yore.

Speaking of food (and we were, weren’t we?), have you ever stirred cut-up chunks of old-fashioned gumdrop orange slices into your chocolate chip cookies? Mmmm…that says Christmas at our house! White chocolate popcorn and pretzels, sausage balls, bubbling wassail on the stove, spinach dip, cranberry coffeecake, fireside coffee, green chili cheese ball, pumpkin-anything, fudge…did I mention D’Ann’s gingersnaps?!  (See recipe below!!) I better go get busy! 🙂 The holidays may elicit a whole different set of delectable desires for you and yours. What speaks “Christmas” to your loved ones’ tummies and hearts? Go make some delish culinary memories for those tastebuds God gave us to enjoy!

Each of us has our own personal little sphere of lives and hearts to touch. Don’t pine and whine for what you don’t have this season – get the Christmas reference?  🙂 – instead thank God for the people and the things and the extraordinary giftings you do have. Pour yourself into nourishing and nurturing right where you are and watch God multiply it while He magnifies Himself.

Let’s take the time in these coming weeks to slow down, be present to those near and dear to us, look into each other’s eyes, absorb the warmth of the festive lights and fragrances and music and flavors, and laugh a lot. Our fellowship is full of beautiful, incredible, life-giving, Christ-centered women – each of you!! Let’s be a sisterhood of Kingdom women who learn how to cultivate an atmosphere of celebration that comes from our abundant hearts, not necessarily from an abundance of costly decorations, or perfectly designed crafts (thank you, Pinterest!), or lavish piles of presents. Many love-filled Christmas blessings, joy, and peace be upon you as we embrace some of the best parts of the holidays – our treasured families (immediate and extended), our precious friends, and a yummy array of food to share!

D’Ann Cypert’s Famous Gingersnaps

(none better in the whole wide world)

¾ cup butter-flavored Crisco (now you see why!)

1 cup sugar

1 egg

¼ cup molasses

2 cups sifted flour

1 Tbls. baking soda

1 tsp. cinnamon

1 tsp. ginger

1 tsp. cloves

1 tsp. salt

sugar to roll in (no, not you – the balls of dough!)

Cream Crisco & sugar together. Add egg and molasses. Sift flour with other dry ingredients, then add one cup at a time. Mix well. Shape dough into large marble-sized balls. Roll in sugar. Place 1” apart on cookie sheets. Do not flatten. Bake at 350 degrees for 8 minutes. Makes 3-4 dozen.

This post was written by Jill Brown, loving wife to Greg Brown, an elder at Harvest Christian Fellowship, incredible mom to two amazing young men, Levi and Luke, devoted teacher at Plainview Christian Academy and a loyal friend to all she meets.

God’s Word

God’s Word literally is breath and life. It says that the Word became flesh and dwelt among us. Wow, this is amazing to me! God’s Word became an actual living, breathing body through Jesus Christ.  Here at Harvest, one of our core values is the Word of God, and understandably so.  Psalm 119:105 says, “Thy Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. “ God’s Word is what leads and guides me, what keeps me on his path. It is His Word spoken to me. From a young age I have had a hunger and a love for God’s Word. The older I get the more I believe that hunger and love for his Word has been birthed from a longing to have a deeper, more loving relationship with Him, with Jesus who was the Word made flesh.  The son, Jesus, was the perfect representation of the Father’s heart towards me.  So much of whom God is, His character, His heart towards us, and His promises, are written in His Word.

God’s Word is a place I run to in times of need, when I am desperate to hear from Him, when I need His comfort and His truth. I am always in need of God’s Word; in good times and in bad, it is a source of encouragement and strength to me. God is always faithful to show Himself to me. The beauty of God’s Word is that it is His truth, and when we hide it in our hearts it becomes a resource when we need it. God’s scripture runs through my head throughout the day. He will remind me of specific verses He wants me to meditate on. Having God’s Word hidden in our hearts is not about becoming righteous. I am righteous because of Jesus, not because of what I do. My value doesn’t come from how much of his Word I know. Rather, His Word being hidden in my heart is a priceless treasure that I have as a tool and weapon whenever needed. It is part of my relationship with Him. Remember, the Word became flesh and dwelt among us. To me, it is a very intimate part of my relationship with Him.  I can tell a major difference in the way I respond to life when I am not meditating on God’s Word. In a sense, I forget who I am for a moment and revert to an old way of living. Psalms 119:32 says, “I run in the path of your commands, for you have set my heart free.”  When I remember God’s Word and walk in his truth it sets my heart free! It frees me to be who God created me to be, and that is a beautiful thing.

How sweet are your Words to my taste, sweeter than honey to my mouth! (Psalms 119:103) My prayer for us as women is that we would hunger for God’s Word, that it would be sweet to us. I pray God’s Word would be life and truth to our hearts and souls and that we would find great joy in reading and meditating on it. Thank you, God, for this incredible gift you have given us in your Word.

This post was written by Tissie Beasley. To read more about her, click here.

Green Acres

When my husband and I went on our first date to a Texas Tech Homecoming game 27 years ago, I was completely smitten. My best friend Nancy knew after my second date with him that one day we would be married. Something in the way I talked and how my eyes sparkled whenever his name was mentioned, she said. She was certain of this before I was!

That’s what’s so cool about God. He knows us better than we know ourselves. About four months prior to our first date, you could say I’d had a little “heart to heart” with God. As I lay in my bed, the tears rolled off my cheeks and dampened my pillow. I had had enough. I was tired of feeling trampled emotionally by those whom I loved, and by those from whom I desired acceptance. I was tired of being asked out by some of the strangest men on planet Earth. And what’s really pathetic is I went out with them!! I guess some people would call that desperate. Yep.

Feeling very unloved, unaccepted, and ugly to the core, I turned this all over to the Father. My love for Christ has been unwavering since I trusted in Him as a young child. But, I had finally reached a point where I said, “God, You are the only one I need. I will seek Your approval alone. It’s You I will devote all my love and attention to. I’m through with dating, through with men. If I EVER date again, it’ll be only if You push him in front of me!”

That fall semester a little country bumpkin named Michael and his college roommate visited my church. It wasn’t what you’d call instant attraction for me, but it didn’t take long before I noticed his endearing smile. Then, it was his great sense of humor. And oh, what an unselfish, caring, genuine heart he had! We became fast friends and then soon fell in love.

Over the years Michael has made me feel at ease as he taught me farming ways. He likes to say, “Sweetie, at least with you, life won’t be boring!” This usually comes after I’ve created my own little disasters such as sucking up a mouse with my Kirby vacuum or after I’ve chopped off another water faucet with a riding lawn mower! Just the other day, I shared with Michael that I have so much joy in my heart and that I know where it comes from! It comes from the peace God has granted me to face any situation, and from knowing what I was called by Him to do – be a helpmate and a mother.
~Psalm 84:11-12 “For the Lord God is our light and protector. He gives us grace and glory. No good thing will the Lord withhold from those who do what is right. O Lord Almighty, happy are those who trust in you!”

This post was written by Cristie Harrell. To read more about her, click here.

God-emotion

My daughter just hung up on me.  She asked a question but did not like my response.  I called her back but she did not answer.  The choice I have is to react with my human emotion or with the gift of God-emotion given to all who live in Christ.  There are numerous occasions in our interactions with others that we choose between being moved by our human nature (e-motion) or allowing God to move us (God-emotion).  Wisdom and private victory begin in knowing we have a choice.

The last five women I have prayed for in public meetings have had a common thread in their stories:

  • I don’t feel in love with my husband anymore
  • I don’t feel the joy of the Lord
  • I don’t feel that God is near
  • I don’t feel necessary since my nest is empty
  • I don’t feel like praying

About forty years ago, a Christian speaker shared a poem as an object lesson and I wrote it in the front of my Bible.  I was reminded of the poem when I prayed for these women.

Three men were walking on a wall, Feeling, Faith, and Fact.
When Feeling took an awful fall and Faith was taken back.
So close was Faith to Feeling that he stumbled and fell too.
But Fact remained and pulled Faith up, with Faith came Feeling too. (Author Unknown)

The women I prayed for had once experienced intense feeling that gave them great joy. What I heard in the heart of each of the women was the fear that they had “lost” those feelings.  I realize it is absurd to even suggest that someone should not feel a certain way. The fact is that we do get angry or afraid or sad.  We are human.  But when those emotions come, we have a power over them that the world does not.  The emotions do not have to consume us or rob us of the joy of the Lord (God-emotion).  We, as Christian women, have the power to control that fear and the feelings that come with it, not in our own strength, but in the strength of the Holy Spirit. We can walk in peace that all things work together to them that love the Lord.

As believers, the fact is that God has not given us a spirit of fear, but a spirit of love, and power and a sound mind.  (2 Timothy 1:7)   I have power over my human emotion.  I have access to God-emotion.

I recently lost my husband of forty-four years.  In the midst of grief, I found myself in the predictable stage of uncontrollable sobbing in the late evening and would cry myself to sleep.  In the morning, my face hurt, my throat hurt and I feared this lack of control of my emotions could possibly erupt during one of my classes and frighten my students.  I did frighten the precious intake nurse when I went to my doctor for help, God bless her.  When she asked what my problem was, all I could do was cry.  “Oh, oh, oh”, she said as she backed out of the examination room, “I’ll be right back with the doctor”.

My prescription came with the promise that it would stop the crying, the feelings, but not the grieving process. But, I soon realized that feelings are a gift from our Creator and are meant to give us enthusiasm for life, to move us to action.  The word enthusiasm means God’s energy.  The joy of the Lord (God-emotion) is our strength.  Fear can be overcome with love (God-emotion).  A sound mind (God-emotion) is available to guide our perspective and allows us not to sin and be robbed of our peace.  God loves us and gives us the freedom to choose His energy, His God-emotion.

God grant me the wisdom in the midst of the turmoil of life to choose the gift of God-emotion when I am tempted to respond in the natural.  Praise you for an escape from the prisons of fear and worry and doubt.  Help me to walk the path of FAITH and rest in the FACT that you are God, that you love me, that I have been made righteous, and that you have given me the power to live an abundant life, no matter what I may be FEELING. 

This post was written by Linda Hutcherson. To read more about her, click here.

A New Season

In this season of my life, God has been working on some very deep roots of fear in my heart.

As a child, I experienced rejection from my biological family. Because of this, I think the hardest thing for me to do is receive unconditional love. I have always had this fear that as soon as I begin to trust someone, and let myself believe that I am loved, they will turn around and abandon me. Sadly, not only do I have this fear in my relationships with the people in my life, but I also have it in my relationship with the Lord.

However, I am learning that God’s love is very different from my love. I love the only way I know how to love, and my love language is quality time. However, God doesn’t have any one love language, nor does he show love in the same ways that I would. So, every time I begin to look at a situation and I cannot see God’s love in it, I have to remind myself to sit back and try to see how He wants to tell me He loves me, rather than how I want Him to tell me.

This is so hard for me to do because I’m afraid. What if I choose to believe he loves me and it ends up not being true, like how I believed that my biological family would never reject me? However, I’ve just had to learn that the only way that I can even begin to trust God completely is to meditate on the truths in His word about His faithfulness and unconditional love for me. All my life I have let others simply tell me that God is faithful and let that be enough, rather than seek that truth out for myself and believe it in my heart. So, now, I have to make the decision to trust Him, because I know that God is calling me to live a life that’s so much more than fear and a guarded heart.

In the past, I have felt as though I were Peter, a reed tossed to and fro in the storm. Anytime a situation would come along and I would feel as if God had abandoned me, I simply ran away from Him. I thought I would much rather be without Him than to “draw boldly to His throne of grace with confidence” as it says we should in Hebrews. If I did that, it would give God the opportunity to reject me and that was too big of a risk for me to take!

Nowadays, God has been molding me into Simon Peter: not the reed, but the rock. I was made to be someone who can stand firm when storms come and always trust in the love of God, no matter what I may have done or what my circumstance may look like. I know that He is calling out for me to trust Him and surrender my heart completely to Him.

This post was written by Erica Bright. 

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The “Good Wife”

I think that for the majority of my marriage I thought being a “good wife” was all about the daily tasks and chores I got completed: grocery shopping, cooking, laundry, ironing, sex :), dishes, bills, etc.  Then the kids started coming, and the list became even longer and more time consuming.  More laundry, more dishes, more cleaning, more cooking…you get the picture!  My worth became equivalent to the number of items I got marked off my list for the day, which some days, honestly was not a single one.  This left me feeling discouraged, worthless, and like I was not measuring up.  After all, if that Proverbs 31 chick could do all that and still rise before the sun, why couldn’t I??  It didn’t take Jonathan very long to discover something was off (it could have been the fact that he was out of clean underwear and there was not one single edible thing in the fridge.)  He approached me one day and said something very profound, as he often does… “Kristen, I can honestly hire someone to do just about every single thing on your ‘list,’ but what I can’t pay money for is a wife.”   What did that even mean??  Was he thinking of hiring a maid and a nanny?  Did he get a big bonus I was unaware of?  What is a “wife” anyway?  I thought I was magically poofed at the altar!  Proverbs 31:10 says, “An excellent wife who can find?  She is far more precious than jewels.  The heart of her husband trusts in her, and he will have no lack of gain. She does him good, and not harm, all the days of her life.”  Proverbs 31 goes on to state all the “things” this amazing woman does!  Her list is truly endless.  For so many of us she is the role model we strive to become; she is the original “wonder woman” if you will.  And for so many of us, we feel like we are constantly missing the mark. Heck, I don’t even sew!  What we really miss is the heart behind ALL she does!  Her list seems endless, and so does ours.  Am I marking things off my list for the sake of my own personal satisfaction? What is the heart behind everything I do?  You see, we are all called as wives to a specific role in our home.  To the degree I wholeheartedly fulfill that role directly impacts my husband’s ministry!  This was huge for me!  Am I allowing my husband to reach cities or nations?  The “things” we do are a part of who we are called to be, but no one can minister to my husband’s heart the way I can!  That ministry, that HEART, starts the moment my feet hit the floor and lasts all day long.  That HEART is the first thing he feels when he walks in the door at night! That HEART is the definition of a “good wife”!

This post was written by Kristen Wright. 

A New Perspective

As I sit here watching my precious baby in a painful situation from the world’s view I write this with a new perspective. Almost a year ago we began a journey of one of God’s greatest miracles. Weeks later our doctors noticed something abnormal on an ultrasound; our little miracle had a congenital heart defect. At this time we had total peace and no uneasiness because of the reassurance of our Father. We had complete confidence that God has great plans to give our sweet girl a hope and a future. “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future, Jeremiah 29:11 NIV. On October 25, 2011, we were blessed with the gift of our precious daughter. Holding our little miracle for the first time was so amazing, but quickly interrupted by nurses whisking our sweet baby away to her 15-day stay in her NICU suite. Oh, how I just wanted to have my sweet baby girl in my arms at all times! God just kept reassuring me that this was just for a moment in the grand scheme of life. And sure enough our baby was soon home with us. Thriving and blessing everyone she encountered, she rocked the next few months of her life. We enjoyed every single minute with this little precious one. Then, January 23, 2012, it was time to repair her tiny heart. While in surgery, God spoke to one of my good friends, telling her that He has Tenlee in the palm of His hand. That He is covering her with His feathers of protection. “He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart,” Psalm 91:4 NIV. She came through surgery like the little warrior princess she is, shocking doctors every step of the way. Then, early morning on Jan 25th, ‘how precious life is’ was really put into perspective. Our little miracle received CPR for 2 1/2 hours. In this moment, we started questioning the plans God had on her life. A nurse came to me asking if we wanted them to stop CPR. I immediately said no. Later that morning, one of my good friends asked me if I had prayed about that decision, my answer was no. I later was praying about that, wondering if I had made that decision out of selfishness. God quickly told me that I had prayed about it. I have prayed for it for years. I had prayed for this child and the miracle of life. From that day forward, God has given me a new perspective on life. The gift of life. Every day is a gift from our Father who loves us so. God reminds me that He gets us safely through the days. He reminds me to let thankfulness and trust guide me throughout the days. He reminds me that the most persistent choice I can make is to trust Him. He reminds me to breathe Him in with each breath. I’m in absolute awe of what an amazing Father God we have and have a new perspective on this thing we call life, the gift of life. “So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal,” 2 Corinthians 4:18 NIV. Through our precious baby girl, God has brought people to Him, mended relationships, strengthened friendships, shown his goodness, revealed His strength and forever changed people’s lives. We call her our “little world changer” and we are seeing more and more of this lived out daily.

This post was written by Kisa Luther. 

Light, Linda, Light

I imagine myself as an insect flirting with a neon electric trap and God shouting, “Light, Linda, light, so I can zap you with current of my Spirit!”  Normal life has a way of filling up all moments of it to capacity with good things that need our attention and leaving no occasion for the best things.  Abundant life, however, demands that our hearts be fed daily with God-time.  What that would look like for each of us cannot be put into some kind of formula, such as thirty minutes of quiet time at a certain time of day.  Rarely can any one person’s life be so scheduled.

The Psalm that says to “Be still and know that I am God” comes from a passage of scripture that contains references to mountains being carried into the sea, roaring waters, heathens raging, kingdoms being moved and the earth melting.  Sounds like the daily life of any wife or mother, right?

“There are mountains of laundry, roaring stomachs, televisions raging, children moving and I’m melting, and you are calling me to be still, Lord?”

Interestingly enough, God is calling us to be still in the middle of the mountains, not when they are gone.  He reminds us that He is our refuge from the stress and our strength during the “busy”ness of our daily lives. Often we have to literally steal moments of God-time in the midst of our daily routine.  For those of us who also suffer from attention deficit disorder, focusing on Him is doubly challenging, but His promise is peace and joy for those who choose to swim in His presence.

Yes, I did say swim in His presence.  That same passage of Psalm makes clear that there is a river that runs through the City ofGodand that He is in the midst of it.  Imagine that river running through your daily routine and being available to you 24/7.  Imagine its beautiful, still waters that beckon you to immerse your mind and heart for just a moment to help you focus on His work in your day after day obligations.  Let Him take you into His current and help you float through your commitments of the moment.

Brother Lawrence (1614 to 1691) was a poor, obscure monk whose conversations have been recorded in a little book called The Practice of the Presence of God. “We can do little things for God,” he wrote. “I turn the cake that is frying on the pan for love of him, and that done, if there is nothing else to call me, I prostrate myself in worship before him, who has given me grace to work; afterwards I rise happier than a king. It is enough for me to pick up but a straw from the ground for the love of God.”

Abundant life beckons us, dear ladies, with the practice of the presence of God.  Zap!

This post was written by Linda Hutcherson. To read more about her, click here.