I grew up online at Spiritually Unequal Marriage and at Laced With Grace. I stepped into this world of blogging back in 2006 after God spoke to me at a writer’s conference where He urged me to start my ministry. Little did I know all that He had planned. I’m still overwhelmed and humbled to think about it all.

In 2006 I met Iris Nelson (online). She was a year ahead of me in this strange new world of blogging and she was so kind, helpful and loving to this novice. She was Jesus with skin on to me. Well after spending time together in this amazing online community of Christians, we became great friends and she asked me to join her to start a new women’s devotional site, Laced With Grace. I was humbled and thrilled to be included. I was one of the original writers.

I began writing devotions in 2006 and have been a contributor for six years now. Wow, how time flies and how Jesus is to be praised. Women were encouraged and I LOVED sharing aspects of my life at LWG that I wasn’t able to share on my ministry page.

It was a gift to write here.

I looked back at all of my posts today. Eighty eight. Wow, that’s a lot. I wrote about praying the most dangerous prayer way back in February 2007 (read it here). I wrote about dove and angels, my daughter, our year of unemployment, of God showing up and showing off, of dog poop and God and so many things. All were glimpses of the Lord living and loving on me. I’m deeply humbled.

Today I say a tearful goodbye to all of my co-writers here and tell them I love them. I say goodbye to all of you who faithfully stopped in to spend your precious time with me.

I love each of you. I expect to meet each of your face-to-face at the throne of Grace where we will hug and laugh with glee because God allowed us to share life together here on earth even if it was in this amazing world of the web.

I love you deeply. I treasure you Iris and Laurie and all of my past and present co-writers. Mostly I love and adore Jesus. To Him all glory, honor and praise belong. Be blessed, Lynn

Some of my Favorites:

He Found My Glasses

The Hummingbird Atheist

Things That Go Bump in the Night

Entertaining Angels Unaware

A Divine Balloon

Are you A Scrapper

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There’s something about that little guy that just attracts those teenagers like moths to a front porch in summer. It makes me smile. The kids can already tell that my son loves anything wiggling, squirming or breathing outdoors. We call him our little wildlife biologist in training for a reason. He has hawk eyes that notice the smallest details and find living creatures where no one else notices.  There’s been a few times where he has told us that he saw something in the woods and we didn’t believe him because it sounded implausible.  But, then we looked more closely and realized he was right – there was a beaver in the lake, a turtle in the yard, a frog on the tree.  He loves exploring the outdoors so much that he will wake up and immediately ask if he can go look for frogs at the culvert down the road, spend hours fishing, hunting and collecting salamanders, never once noticing the passing of time.  He is passionate about the outdoors.

I wonder if we have that same kind of passion in our pursuit of God?  Are our eyes tuned in to His presence all around us?  Are we on the lookout for His work in everything we see?  Could we just spend hours at His feet, exploring His many wonders?  Do we wish we had all day to just spend with Jesus?  When we find something special in the Word of God, are we like little children carrying it around and showing it to everyone we meet because we are so excited at what we found?  Do we love God so much that everyone around us knows how passionate we are?  When I see my son’s eyes light up because of a butterfly he found or the tadpoles he’s growing, I am reminded of the wonder in this world.  I want to light up with the joy of my salvation and the amazing honor of knowing God, being known by Him and being loved. 

We all “know” my little guy will be a biologist someday (of course we’ll let God direct his steps-he is only seven!) because of his consuming passion for everything alive.  I hope those around me know that I am a stuent of God, a woman of prayer, a person in love with Jesus because of my passion.

How do your friends and neighbors know about your passion? 

Pursuing Him with you,   Heather

But it just goes to prove that no matter how good our intentions are we disappoint others.  We are human, we make mistakes and we unknowingly cause pain.  Sometimes it’s not easy to let go of the pain that others cause us even when it wasn’t deliberate.  We often want to hold on to it and allow the hurt to grow instead of letting it go.  We refuse to allow God to heal the wounds left on our heart or rid us of the disappointments we experience because of our expectations of others.

However in times like these we need to remind ourselves that the people we place our trust in are flesh and blood just like we are.  They make mistakes.  They say and do the wrong thing.  Only God alone is perfect.  In the words of the psalmist in God alone my hopes comes from…

⁵ My soul is quiet and waits for God alone. My hope comes from Him. ⁶ He alone is my rock and the One Who saves me. He is my strong place. I will not be shaken. Psalm 62:5-6 (NLV)

Does that mean we shouldn’t depend on our family, our friends, the people around us…? No it doesn’t. The world would be a lonely and depressing place if we had no one we feel we could count on.  It simply means that ultimately God is the only one in our lives who never fails.