Tuesday, June 20, 2017

We Can Not Help But Speak

Our daughter's broken and displaced thumb.
"As for us, we cannot help speaking about what we have seen and heard."
 Acts 4:20 NIV

Here is what I have seen and heard this week:

8,000 paint samples

"Cooper drank all the milk."

"You will need two gallons of paint." (I bought one, guess what...I needed two.)

The constant dinging of an emergency brake light that will not go off.

"We were in an accident. The ambulance took Wesley to the hospital"

"Her thumb is broken and she will need surgery."

Dog poop on the rug by the front door.

"Let's take the kids to Magic Springs today."

"Why are you not doing any laundry?"

"Junie peed in her crate."

My 11-year-old daughter holding on to her 17-year-old brother's hand as we navigated our way through the water park.

"Chicken, yes!"

"Cookies, yes!"

The smile on Coopers face while he rode a roller coaster.

"What's for dinner?"

Two little girls working hard to help paint their bedroom.

"Have you seen my...?"

An X-ray of a broken displaced thumb.

"What's for breakfast?"

Cute flip flops that my husband brought home for me.

"Can we go to Target?"

"Let's go get a milkshake."

The Bible verses my children highlighted on the Bible app that I didn't slow down long enough to read.

"I'm going to have to take your car to the shop, you don't need it today do you?"

Empty medicine bottles that need to be refilled.

A sink overflowing with dirty dishes.

and a lot of other stuff...

You have stuff too.

I have to not had one moment to myself. I know that sounds selfish and some of you may laugh that I feel frazzled from that list. I know many of you are dealing with far more and things that are far more serious.

I don't think this list is exactly what is meant by speaking of what we have seen and heard. But this was my week and I am tired. I don't feel like I hear God speaking to me through this mess. So when I sit down to try and share my thoughts with you on how we should "boldly speak"...

I just want to be quiet. 

I get tired and discouraged and I want to quit.

I like to pull myself inside my shell and hide.

But I don't think I was called to hide, and neither were you.

I was called to speak and to write, and that is not always easy or comfortable.

You were not called to easy or comfortable and neither was I.

Often I think, "God is this even doing any good to share, to speak."

Then I recall those words from Acts 4:20 and they remind me "we can not help but speak of what we have seen and heard."

This little line is tucked into many verses that tell a story about two apostles, Peter and John. These two had front row seats for Jesus and his ministry. They were followers, followers who were changed by the existence of Jesus.

They were bold.

I am changed by the existence of Jesus.

I am changed by the existence of my son, a child given to us with a uniqueness that inspires and ignites a kind of boldness I never knew existed.

Each one of us has a unique purpose, designed to glorify God through helping others and pointing them toward Him.

We were created with the same unifying purpose of glorifying God, yet each one of us is given a unique way of doing that.

I am worn, maybe you are too right now.

We are not alone.

So I will write, and speak.

I am bold, you are too.  

So I will pray this prayer for us:

The Lord is my Shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures:
He leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul:
He leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for His name' sake.

Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death,
I will fear no evil:
For thou art with me;
Thy rod and thy staff, they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies;
Thou annointest my head with oil;
My cup runneth over.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life,
and I will dwell in the House of the Lord forever.

Psalm 23 KJV


  1. Thank you for sharing your week. I can remember these kind of days while homeschooling three children and a myriad of mishaps would pop in. I would encourage you to just sit in that moment and be still. Ask the Lord to fill you full of his strength to move on. I can remember sitting in the shower with no idea how to proceed in life, feeling so weary. I raised one hand up and ask God to hold it. It created an outpouring of tears that I needed. Then I marched right out of there and readied for the day like I had it all together. Because I did, He filled me His energy to move, I was not alone. ��

    1. Thank you for sharing those words Jacquie! I have felt amazingly calm today and filled with peace. I appreciate your prayers through everything. We miss you guys!

  2. A full week with the added "bonus" of a broken thumb! I recently broke my shoulder and life has been turned upside down. I often feel like I'm walking through the valley of death these days. Thanks for the reminder that I don't really have anything to fear.

    1. Sylvia I have been thinking about and praying for you all!