Heat Wave

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Summer officially arrived Friday, June 20, at 10:42 p.m. and it didn’t waste time proving itself. Days later, it delivered an unprecedented heat wave—and it’s not yet July! However, in light of my recent posts about holding our eyes higher, we will not harp on the high temperatures, the 24/7 hum of air conditioning, or the ensuing electric bills. We will appreciate all that is good about summer.

If you’ve followed my posts for more than a year, you’re aware that summer is my least favorite season, BUT there are still wonderful blessings to be found in its three-month span. These are some things I love about summer:

  • Air conditioning. How we enjoy our first home with central air!
  • Watermelon, Bing cherries, cantaloupe, strawberries and berries.
  • Fresh salads with Jersey tomatoes, crisp cukes, colored peppers, and a variety of local veggies.
  • A more leisurely lifestyle, no schedules, relaxed breakfasts.
  • Nature’s newness, baby fawns in our yard and hummingbirds at our feeders.
  • Walking out the door in tee shirts and flip flops, with no thought of a jacket.
  • Barbecues—burgers & dogs, chicken & ribs, corn on the cob.
  • Longer days, shining sun and dappled shade, rocking in the hammock.
  • The joy of flitting lightning bugs and butterflies.
  • Ice cream—refreshment in a cone, on a stick, or in a bowl.
  • Sudden showers and rumbles of thunder.
  • Iced tea, homemade with the time-perfected amount of sugar and lemon.

What do you love about summer?  

“As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest,
cold and heat, summer and winter,
day and night will never cease.” Genesis 8:22

Clouds and Sunshine*

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Looking Up, 3

There are days when cloud cover hides the sun, causing me to feel chilly and a bit blue—but the sun still shines. Its presence and function do not depend on whether or not I see it. Clouds change nothing but my mood and perspective.

The answer to fading hope is not found in solved problems but in changed focus. God is on His throne, even when my understanding is clouded. In a powerful, active realm, higher than the world we see, One is ruling who knows every rock, root, and danger in our present path. He knows how long the trail is, how steep, how rocky, how narrow. He knows every turn in the road and where resting places and refreshing streams are found. God is attentive to our walk and holds our hand when we face obstacles. He is not too weak or tired to intervene. More than that, He has a purpose for that path and knows where it leads. He alone sees the end from the beginning. And He does all things well, always. …

When we move our focus from our problems to the God who loves us, hope revives. When we restrain our emotions and remove them from their lead position, we defeat despair. When we steadfastly maintain there is sun behind the clouds, our step lightens.

Hold your eyes higher than your earthbound problems and look at the One who is above it all—you will find hope.

Do you not know? Have you not heard?
The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth.
He will not grow tired or weary, and His understanding no one can fathom.
Isaiah 40:28

*Taken from I Was Broken, Too, Four Paths to Restore Hope, by Barbara Higby, page 24-25.

Keep your Eye on the Bell

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Nine-year-old Zoe surprised me when she said she wanted to attempt the rock-climbing wall. I watched her harness up, admiring my granddaughter’s adventurous spirit. Once secure, she started the climb but didn’t get far when she began to struggle. Flailing, she finally pushed off and eased the rope to let herself down. Her face wore defeat and her lower lip quivered as she listed all the reasons she didn’t make it to the top. The footings were uneven, the wall grazed her knee, she got confused where to step next and which rock to grasp. We stood back and watched others nimbly climb the wall and ring the bell at the top, proclaiming their success. I knew Zoe would try again.

This time she scaled the wall easily and grinned down at me when the bell rang out her victory. Once her feet were back on the ground, I asked her why she succeeded this time. “I didn’t look at the footings at all and I shook it off when I hit the wall,” Zoe said. Then she added the zinger, “I just kept looking up at the bell.” Zoe learned a lesson that day that extended beyond a rock-climbing wall.*

Obstacles, insecurities, and fear are glaringly visible and hard to ignore. But God offers us a way to move past them that requires simple action but determined willpower. Isaiah gives us the key in chapter 40, verse 26:

Lift your eyes and look to the heavens.

In essence he’s saying, take your eyes off your problem and look up at your Creator. Let your focus be on the Problem-Solver, not on the problem. This simple action will change your perspective, raise your spirit, and give you hope.

*Taken from I Was Broken, Too, Four Paths to Restore Hope by Barbara Higby, page 20.

Looking Up

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We were grammar school kids walking home from school, chattering about those things young girls find important when, thwonk! Regina walked straight into a telephone pole, headfirst. When the stun wore off we asked, none too gently, “What in the world were you doing?” Regina often tripped and, apparently, on this day she was literally applying her mother’s advice to watch where she was going. While concentrating on her feet, careful of every step, Regina neglected to look up at the bigger picture.

We walk through life a lot like Regina. When tripped up by difficulties, we try harder and concentrate on every step and misstep. Though we avoid a rock and step over the cracks, we lose sight of where we’re headed and crash along the way. Nursing a headache, we turn even more introspective and increasingly focus on our worries and woes, which are many and varied.

Rising like telephone poles that block our path, we are hit with a scary diagnosis, rebellious child, or job insecurity. Troubles clamor for our attention and drain our energy. The search for a way out of our difficulties or a path around them exhausts us.

When the stun subsides, fear contends for our attention and presses in. Worries abound and we fixate on the what ifs. What if I can’t make my next payment? What if I never marry or have children? What if I don’t get this job? What if I do get this job? What if the rumors are true? Preoccupation with worry makes hope elusive at best. How can hope survive when our attention zeroes in on our problems? Could a change of focus renew our hope? Yes, it can, when we apply the “H” of hope:

Hold your Eyes Higher.

*From I Was Broken, Too, Four Paths to Restore Hope, by Barbara Higby, page 19-20.