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@JeanneTakenaka +Jeanne Takenaka
It hit me out of nowhere. I shouldn’t have been feeling it at all. I’d just come home from a writing weekend away from home. Gifted to me by my husband. I’d had fun with my characters, taking time to let my mind wander and really understand their story.
I came home to laughter . . .
And piles.
Continue reading “Creating: When Discouragement Hits”
@JeanneTakenaka +Jeanne Takenaka
Our Five Minute Friday prompt this week is—BEAUTY. This largely unedited “rough draft” form of writing stretches this perfectionist, in the best of ways. We write for five minutes on a given word. If you’re interested in learning more about 5-Minute Fridays, check out the Five Minute Friday website. Or, click on the link at the bottom of this post. As you read my simpler Friday posts, I hope you’ll join in the conversation!
BEAUTY
The Weather Channel lied to us on Monday. What was predicted to be a cold, breezy day morphed into a snowy, gray day. I always look for the beauty in a day. I see it in fog. In clouds. In sunlight.
But a gray day is still . . . a gray day. Not as much color. Dreary. One of those days when a girl wants to stay inside, eat popcorn and watch movies or read a book until the sun come back out.
Tuesday started out foggy, but by the time I dropped the boys off at school, the sky was a brilliant blue. Snow-tipped trees brushed it with pure contrast. My heart was happy!
It got me thinking about how we go through seasons in our lives that are dreary.
HARD.
Sometimes the hard passes and blue skies return.
Sometimes, we walk through the Hard for the rest of our days.
One thing I’ve found is, if I can look for the beauty in the midst of the Hard, my heart is often pointed back to God.
When circumstances overwhelm me with discouragement and even despair, it’s difficult to see beyond the colorless pain.
When God reveals Himself color begins to tint the gray. When I look beyond the pain of circumstances and choose to cling to faith in Him instead of reliance on myself? My eyes can see hints of His beauty in the middle of the hard season.
God is always faithful. We may not always see how God works, but we can always be assured that He is there in the hard seasons with us.
If we seek His face, He often reveals glimpses of Himself. When the days are gray, let’s look for His beauty, shall we?
What about you? When have you seen God’s beauty in the midst of your hardship? What aspect of God’s creation is the most beautiful to you?
I’m linking up with Five Minute Friday—Beauty
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I didn’t set out to write a series based on Revelation 2-3. As I began reading the book of Revelation during my quiet times, I wanted to find truths written to the churches that apply for my life. What came from that desire to find one thing in each letter . . . is this series.
The churches to whom John wrote dealt with many of the same issues we face in an increasingly godless culture. Just as the early churches made choices about whether they would live for Jesus or themselves, so too, do we.
We have the gift of being able to look at back at their strengths and weaknesses and learn from them.
This isn’t an in-depth theological rendering of these letters. Rather, each post reflects what God has taught me through studying both the letters and the churches. As we walk through Revelation two and three over the next seven weeks, I hope you’ll be encouraged and share your thoughts here! Past posts can be found here: Revelation Series
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Can I just be honest for a minute?
I prayed for years that God would spare me from the hardships of life. I look back now and see what an unrealistic prayer that was. From my current vantage point I understand that this prayer opposes God’s best for me . . . for each of us.
As I read the words of Jesus to the church of Smyrna (Revelation 2:8-11), my heart went out to the people of that day. They were told that they would endure affliction.
Continue reading “Revelation (series): Suffering—What’s Your Perspective?”
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Watching children grow up is both sweet and bittersweet. On the first day of junior high, as Edmund and I stood in line to check in, I watched former sixth grade girls—fellow classmates of my son—step into the line.
Many of them wore makeup, covering their natural beauty, their natural features. Brushing color onto their cheeks and nuancing their eyes to look more grown up, to appear more beautiful.
+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka
I was reading Psalm 37 the other day. I have always loved the first verses of this chapter. This time when I read it, verse three jumped out at me. In the ESV, it says,
“Trust in the Lord and do good; Dwell in the land and feed on His faithfulness.”
We all hear about trusting in the Lord. We all know we should do it. And, many of us say we do this.
And, we probably do most of the time.
+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka
I have five decades of life under my proverbial belt. And still, there are days when I let the mirror try to tell me truth as it sees it.
The bad hair days . . .
The days when my face bears pimples (yes, at fifty, I still get these) . . .
The ever-enlarging pores on my face . . .
The rounding middle, flabby thighs . . .
The thinning hair that sports more gray as the boys grow older and try new things . . .
+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka
It all began with brown sugar.
The kid wanted one-quarter of a cup of brown sugar in his oatmeal.
Sixteen servings, according to the package.
Almost fifty grams of sugar.
In his cereal.
I insisted that he reduce that amount and, if he still wanted sweetener, to use some fruit.
Yeah, that went over well.
I wasn’t rude in my actions. But, as he escalated, so did I.
+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka
Our Five Minute Friday prompt this week is—BLESSING. This largely unedited “rough draft” form of writing stretches this perfectionist, in the best of ways. We write for five minutes on a given word. If you’re interested in learning more about 5-Minute Fridays, check out the Five Minute Friday website. Or, click on the link at the bottom of this post. As you read my simpler Friday posts, I hope you’ll join in the conversation!
Sometimes I look for blessings with the wrong perspective. I miss them for what they are. As I pondered at tonight’s word, the first things that came to mind were: the opposite of blessings, being rich in blessings, Isaac blessing Jacob instead of Esau. And then I thought about this…
BLESSING
Silly me.
I thought that summer meant a slowing down time. Sleeping in. Leisurely quiet times now that I didn’t have to take the boys to school every morning.
Silly me.
One boy is passionate about football. His schedule includes weight training four mornings a week, along with some evening practices. The other boy is in band. Which means practices in the evening. Throw in other appointments, friend get-togethers, an attempt at meeting my “Go Through Life” friends for Bible study . . . oh, and a husband who travels for work.
And this summer has been anything but rest.
I tend to be one who digs in and “gits ‘er done.” But It’s not even July and I am WEARY.
Tonight as I thought about our word, I realized I’m focused in the wrong places. My eyes have been on my filled-up calendar, on the lack of sleep. On the crazy boy-growing times (physically and in character, ahem).
Maybe, instead of focusing on all that I feel is being taken out of me, I need to shift my perspective.
For years—years—I prayed for children. And God gave them. I prayed for a closer walk with Him, and He’s working that out in my life.
Moment by moment.
Day by day.
Decision by decision.
I prayed for the braveness to write, and God gave me a story. And then friends who are writers. And an opportunity to begin blogging.
God often uses the mundane—the busy, the stressful—to open our eyes to His blessings. But we’ll only see them if we look beyond the chaos in life and fix our eyes on Him.
We can best see His blessings in our lives when we pause to think on what He’s doing in the midst of the hard seasons, the crazy seasons, the back-talking seasons, the wearying seasons.
He never promises the blessings will just come in and of themselves, gift wrapped and tied with a ribbon (though sometimes they do). I’m discovering blessings are often linked with growing times, stretching-beyond-the-comfort-zone times, and with humbling times.
What about you? What unexpected blessings has God given you? How do you define “blessing?”
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After much prayer and talking with my husband, I have decided to take a blogging break for the month of July. We have a lot going on, and I need to focus on my three guys. I’ll be back in the swing of things in early August, and I’ll be so eager to catch up with you all!
I’m linking up with Five Minute Friday—Blessing.
+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka
Our Five Minute Friday prompt this week is—WORTH. This largely unedited “rough draft” form of writing stretches this perfectionist, in the best of ways. We write for five minutes on a given word. If you’re interested in learning more about 5-Minute Fridays, check out the Five Minute Friday website. Or, click on the link at the bottom of this post. As you read my simpler Friday posts, I hope you’ll join in the conversation!
WORTH
Worth truly is a matter of perspective. If I place value on the gifts God has given me, the talents He allows me to exercise, the family and friendships He’s surrounded me with, these are all worth much to me, am I focused on the wrong things? don’t get me wrong, I LOVE those who people my life.
But, sometimes I am so about the things of this world, that I forget what’s really worth much more than even the relationships this side of heaven.
It’s all perspective.
We live a certain number of days on this globe, struggling, experiencing joy, love, hardship, pain and more. But, this isn’t the end.
This isn’t the end.
No matter what we value here on earth, it’s nothing compared to what it will be like when we get to heaven. The worth of things here will be the amount of a handful of dirt in the light of knowing Jesus. Jesus is worth so much more than anything on either side of the veil.
His love for us.
The gift He gave us in dying in our place on the cross.
These are worth so much more. Yes, we have value to our Father. But if we stop there, we miss so much.
Our eyes are focused on . . . ourselves.
When I can look on all the good the Lord has given me here, as much as I love it all? And I can place more worth in Jesus, knowing Him, and His love?
That is worth so much more.
The sufferings we face here are hard. No dismissing that. But, in the light of eternity, they are not worth comparing with the glory of what is coming. The glory of God when we meet Him face-to-face. That amazes me when I stop to think about it.
I need to get my eyes off my struggles, which are minor compared to so many on this earth. And I need to put them on Jesus.
He is the one who strengthens and equips us to walk the hard paths here. He is the one who gives us anticipation for the joy of meeting Him in person one day.
What about you? How do you keep an accurate perspective about what’s worth the most? What perspective helps you when the hard times stalk into your life?
I’m linking up with Five Minute Friday—Worth. Come join the fun!
+Jeanne Takenaka @JeanneTakenaka
We had a conversation around the breakfast table this morning, my boys and me. In response to reading a devotion together, one of the boys talked about how all the popular kids were having sex (this is junior high, mind you), and doing drugs, and drinking.
I asked him if he liked it when other kids made sweeping generalizations about him and his friends. If they slapped labels on him because he does this, or doesn’t do that. He stopped.
“No.”
“Then let’s be careful what labels we place on others.” I felt so right saying those words.
