Run Anyway!

I showed up to meet with my running group bright and early Saturday morning. I was so excited. It's been awhile and I was ready to be with my people. I'm a runner. I started running 10 years ago. I fell in love and I haven't stopped. Well, not all together anyway. There have been periods of time when I took breaks. Having a baby, raising kids, and life in general have made me park my shoes. But this Saturday I was ready to get back. I left home early because I knew it was going to be crowded. I was a little anxious because I hadn't run with a group in awhile. As I arrived, I noticed that it wasn't as crowded as I had anticipated so I got a great parking space. This day was starting off wonderfully. I jumped out of my car and there they were!  My people! Tables and Tents were waiting to welcome me and check me in. Wait! Why are they sweaty and stretching? It's 7:45am and the run starts at 8:00am. I saw an old friend and he asked why I was there. "To Run" I responded. He said "It started at 6!" WHAT?! Surely he was mistaken. I immediately checked my email on my phone and it was right there in black and white "Starting at 6:00 am..."

I WAS TWO HOURS LATE!

My excitement quickly turned to disappointment. I actually missed the run. My people had that after run glow and were already gathered in small groups. As I walked by I heard them talk about their pace and their plans for their next run. Ugh! I looked around and began to notice how fit everyone was. They had the latest running gear. They wore great shoes, the latest dri-fit clothing, race watches/heart monitors, ear buds (bluetooth of course) and running sunglasses. These people's shoes haven't been parked! They've been running and they are much further ahead than me. I wanted to get in my car, drive one block and let Starbucks "Soy Triple Venti Hazelnut Macchiato with Whip" take my troubles away! (Don't judge me!)

I frantically searched and found the person in charge. She listened, consoled and said "Run Anyway!" Those words reached down inside, grabbed my spirit and shook me to my core. Her mouth was moving but it was definitely the Holy Spirit speaking to me! "You've felt that it was too late for you. You've been disappointed and felt that others are achieving their destiny and you've been left behind. Study Anyway! Write Anyway!

RUN ANYWAY!" 

So I began my run alone. I ran the same route as the other runners and was reminded that in our walk with the Lord, we compare ourselves to other believers. We are often distracted by their "gear" and become discouraged that we are not as "spiritual" or as close to the Lord as they are. They seem so much further ahead. For those of us who haven't been walking closely with the Lord, this can be especially daunting when we decide to start again.  At that time, He reassured me!

REASSURANCE!

Surely God is my salvation; I will trust and not be afraid. The LORD, the LORD, is my strength and my song; He has become my salvation. (Isaiah 12:2)

During the run I noticed that the hydration stations were still available. The same way He provided for the earlier geared up runners, He provided for me!

PROVISION! 

Therefore take no thought saying, What shall we eat? or, what shall we drink? or, Wherewithal shall we be clothed? (For after all these things do the Gentiles seek) for your heavenly Father knoweth that ye have need of all these things. (Matthew 6:31-32)

The run confirmed that I am definitely out of shape. I couldn't help but think of all the junk I've been eating lately. None of which sustained or provided me with the nourishment I needed to make it through this difficult run. Yes, all the quick prayers and missed or shortened quiet times will not sustain me through tough times in my life. (I know right! The Lord spoke the WHOLE time!)

As I ended my run, an older gentleman was running my way. His pace was slower but he looked steady and strong. He must have noticed the agony on my face. I was out of breath and about to pass out! He looked at me with a huge smile and said "You look great! Keep going!" 

ENCOURAGEMENT! 

He will keep you strong to the end, so that you will be blameless on the day of our Lord Jesus Christ. God who has called you into fellowship with His Son Jesus Christ our Lord, is faithful.   (I Corinthians 1:8-9)

Let the Church say Amen!

I finished my run and went home in awe of God and His timing. I thought I went for a run with others but the Lord wanted me alone so that He could speak and I could listen. I am grateful. 

Do you feel like it's too late? Do you feel left behind? Do you feel ill-equipped or out of place? Do you feel that everyone else is either living in their destiny or closer to it than you? 

He is your strength. He is your salvation. He is your provision. He is your encouragement. 

RUN ANYWAY!

Blessings!

Now the Lord is the Spirit, and where the Spirit of the Lord is, there is freedom.
(2 Corinthians 3:17)

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Black Fathers are Home!

Common stereotypes portray the Black father as missing. In researching statistics on fatherhood, it was common to find books and articles based on this phenomenon. Startling statistics report that 2 out of 3 African American children are born to mother only families. A book title even depicts black fathers as vanished. As I read these staggering facts, I became saddened by this reality. But as I scoured through recent studies, I found it difficult to find adequate positive research regarding African American fathers who are home.

This is not a post about those who are absent. It's to celebrate those who are present. It's not to say that they have "stepped up." These men regard their roles of being fathers as intrinsic, belonging to their essential nature. They esteem their imprint on their children and willingly embrace their responsibility. They understand that they are building purpose and Kingdom in their children as well as strengthening a society.

I begin with my own father. I am a girl who is completely in love with her Daddy! He was there everyday. He demonstrated love by loving my mother, my sister and me. He prayed for me. He taught me to change the oil, change a tire, mow the yard and use duct tape in 1,000 ways! Hearing his voice saying "Hey Baby Girl" makes me melt to this day! I love him so...

Daddy!
The righteous who walks in his integrity
blessed are his children after him!
Proverb 20:7

Chris
A father has compassion on his children so the Lord has compassion
so those who fear him.
Psalm 103:13

Because my Daddy taught me love, I chose a man who does the same. My husband works hard and loves harder. He wipes our children's tears and celebrates their victories. We are grateful for him. Our children are strong and confident because of his daily hugs, many kisses and never ending "I love you."  He prays for our children and teaches them to pray. He loves us and we love him!

I have collected the faces of very few of the many African American fathers who are answering the call. These  are men of valor and vision. They are KINGDOM MEN as described by Dr. Tony Evans in "Kingdom Man: Every Man's Destiny, Every Woman's Dream"  They are dedicated to their families and are intentional in their purpose. I wanted others to see that they do exist. They have not vanished. They are not missing. THEY ARE HOME!

They are living the blessing  in Psalm 128 and Psalm 127:3-5:

Joe
How blessed is everyone who fears the Lord,

                                                           

Eric
Who walks in His ways.

Jessie
When you shall eat of the fruit of your hands,
You will be happy and it will be well with you.

                                                     

Jonathan
Your wife will be like a fruitful vine within your house.

 Brendan
Your children like olive plants around your table.

Jeff
Behold, for thus shall the man be blessed, who fears the Lord.

DeLario
The Lord bless you from Zion

Larry
And may you see prosperity of Jerusalem,

Anthony
All the days of your life,

         

Aaron
Indeed, may you see your children's children

Kevin
Peace be unto Israel!

                       

                                                                                                                           

Darrell
Sons are a heritage from the Lord, children a reward from him.

Trent
Like arrows in the hands of a warrior are sons born in one's youth.

Jonathon
Blessed is the man whose quiver is full of them.

Kedric
They will not be put to shame

 

Randal
When they contend with
their enemies at the gate.

                                             

There is only room for a few but they represent many.  HAPPY FATHER'S DAY to the men who live beyond the world's expectations. Thank you for standing with your family regardless of misrepresentation in the media, alarming statistics, polls, and political agendas. Thank you for follwing passionately after God's own heart and living out your purpose.

THANK YOU FOR BEING HOME!

Blessings!


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Mariachi Momma!

Praying for children and receiving that blessing has been a great joy and one of many reasons to constantly say "Thank You Lord."  But never in all my days did I expect to experience this!

Mariachi Los Reyes

Yes you are seeing clearly! My sweet boy is in Mariachi and he is absolutely in love with it! On my best creative day I could not have imagined that this would be my reality. He plays the violin, guitar and vihuela. How did this happen? Two years ago I didn't even know the word "Trajes." (That's the uniform worn by Mariachi.) Today, I traveled three hours to purchase one!

When my 12 year was just days old, my husband and I had a conversation. It went like this:

Me: So glad we have a boy!
Hubby:  He's going to be a football player!
Me: Wait! What if he doesn't want to play football. What if he wants to play the violin?
Hubby:  He can do whatever he wants AFTER practice! 

Of course my husband was joking! (kinda) We still remember that conversation and are amazed at how life has unfolded.  I cannot believe that I actually spend my days listening to Mariachi Vargas de Tecalitlan. That's a long way from Kirk Franklin and Hillsong. Trust Me on this one!

I shake my head in disbelief as I hear him singing in Spanish! Is this my life? This has seemed so random but it reminds me of Ephesians 3:20.

 Now to Him Who, by (in consequence of) the [action of His] power that is at work within us, is able to [carry out His purpose and] do superabundantly, far over and above all that we [dare] ask or think [infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, hopes, or dreams. (Amplified Bible)

When we pray we often limit God to our requests. Our expectations are far below his ability and often don't leave room for a "superabundantly" response from an All Powerful God.  There are no limitations with Him. He has no boundaries!  His abilities are limitless! He wants so much more for us than we could ever ask. (Let the church say Amen!)

I am overwhelmed by God's hand in my son's life. Making new friends, speaking a different language and appreciating that God is bigger than he could have imagined is carrying out purpose in him. I am looking forward to how the Lord will use this in his life.

My husband has enjoyed my son playing football. But it cannot be compared to the joy on his face when he sees him playing Mariachi! He's a proud Papi!

When I prayed 15 years ago, I did not think that I would be a Mariachi Momma! Far more than I could have ever asked...

Bendiciones!


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Answers and Side Effects: Be Careful What You Pray!

When I was in my early twenties (in dog years that was only 2 years ago), I wanted to get married and have children. I would pray often for this wonderful blessing. I fasted. I cried out to God. I attended singles conferences just to get a head start on what I needed to posses in order to be a great wife and mother. As I sought the Lord to drop this husband and kids from the sky, I often saw images like these:

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Don't they look happy?  Look at this family.

photo by godaddy.com

This is what I wanted! They are so perfect. These images screamed Ephesians 5. They all looked so clean. The kids are definitely well behaved.  Of course these couples are madly in love with each other and they communicate effectively. Come on now! Every perfect family has a beach vacation!

My prayer was answered. But I got THIS:

photo by allyou.com

And THIS:

messy youngest son at age 3

When I prayed, this was not included! I checked those loving images and there was no fine print.I think photos like the ones above should come with side effects and warnings!

These images may include and are not limited to side effects like fatigue, weight gain, insomnia, dishes, laundry, science projects, PTA, midnight feedings, thoughts of fleeing, chore lists, cooking, cleaning, ironing, packing, pampers, potty training, 2am stomach viruses, intense times of fellowship with spouse, puberty, tweens, tantrums, daydreaming about sleep, dance fees, football fees, library fees, lost homework, carpet stains, etc.

Unfortunately they do not. As a result, we are then left in a state of blissful unawareness that suggests we complete these images with our own delight and satisfaction.

I enjoy this life. But recently, I found myself upset about all the things I didn't have enough time to get done. As I complained and lamented about my life, I heard a voice inside say:

 "Everything you are complaining about is a direct result of answered prayer."  

(BOOM! Are you as blown away as I was?!) 

Immediately I repented! I began to thank the Lord for provision for the clothes to fold, food that needed to be cooked, kids to raise, a house to clean and a husband to share life. Regardless of our place in life, it's easy to forget as daily tasks become overwhelming, that we prayed for this!

Be cheerful no matter what; pray all the time; thank God no matter what happens. This is the way God wants you who belong to Christ Jesus to live..    I Thessalonians 5:16-18 (The Message)

Blessings!



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