Demon Drivers

What Do You Think? Wednesday

He must have been running, desperate to get a monkey off his back so he attacked the pedal and jerked the wheel, darting from lane to lane and came right toward us. “Jesus!” I screamed as I slammed on my brakes and my babies asked what happened. I couldn’t believe they didn’t see the demon driver or witness God’s saving power so I told them: “At the name of Jesus, God stopped the accident that only He could have stopped. There was a car on the other side of the driver and on my other side. Neither of us had anywhere to go. I just stopped and called on Jesus. He saved us.” You know this went into my gratitude journal, #640.

So on this What Do You Think? Wednesday, where are you moving in life that may cause you to collide with people around you? Have you decided to just stop and call on Jesus, realizing the collision is inevitable and you have nowhere else to go? Tell me about the demon drivers in your life and how you have witnessed God’s saving power. Thinking in this way is surely to get us adding to our gratitude.

Copyright 2011 by Rhonda J. Smith

Complain No More

The life of gratitude is not easily lived. Filled with complaints of what didn’t happen and what we don’t have, our lives can easily get lost in a what-if world, one that didn’t happen and may never occur. For too long, as a recovering strong black woman, the what-if world is where I lived and no modern-day destroyer kept me from complaining. I just wanted what I wanted and in pursuit of it would moan about not yet having it.

What about the here and now? What about what we already have? Are we thankful for that, satisfied for now with that? I’m working being consistently thankful and satisfied. I have left the what-if world, only visiting and doing so less and less. I’m on the gratitude road, traveling to the place where my lips always sing God’s praises no matter what the circumstances. This is a place I am enjoying getting to and very much different from the anxiety-ridden road of complaint.

Two and a half months ago I took Ann Voskamp’s challenge to begin a gratitude journal, daily writing down up to 1,000 as they occur the gifts God places before me: the smell of flowers, my children’s laughter, a hard day that came to an end, anything that reminds me that God is ever-present, ever-powerful, ever-giving; He is faithful and I can be grateful just because of that. Today begins my official declaration of joining Ann on her challenge and journey. Monday now on my blog until whenever God changes the direction will be Multitudes on Mondays, the day I share items from my gratitude journal. As I share I hope you are prompted to thank God for your blessings, to do so right where you are, and maybe even begin a journal of your own. Join me in living a joyous life, one that only comes from giving thanks.

#1-10
a good night’s rest
food for Joshua’s lunch
warm clothes to dress Joshua for school
snuggling with Nate
reading two books with Nate
praying for an old friend
quiet in the morning house
a take-care of business husband
fresh fruit in the winter
warm pajamas

Copyright 2011 by Rhonda J. Smith

The Beauty of Life

The dishes are dirty; the clothes pile high; children cry; toys are scattered and tattered and remind me I am the same. The time is gone and won’t be back until tomorrow. Yet in the midst of chaos I see my calm:

Beauty amidst chaos

This spring bouquet, a mixture of two sets of flowers, has been bringing me joy. By seeing them I smile because

  • I marvel at God’s handiwork. How does He give type, color and smell to so many things?
  • They are pretty and make me feel pretty.
  • The blossoms seem to be smiling at me.
  • Two people thought enough about me to buy me them.
  • They remind me that not everything is bad.
  • So find you some flowers today. Maybe your blossoms won’t be flowers but a beaming teenager happy that you’re her mom, a toddling two-year-old with the ability to create in all his spaces, a job that enables you to pay your bills, the wind that blows you fresh air, a potty seat to remind you of childhood progress, frozen food showing you your abundance, helping hands showing you you’re not alone. We never are. God is there, providing blossoms in our messy midst, showing us life as it should be: focused on His goodness and grace while in hellish places.

    Copyright 2011 by Rhonda J. Smith

    I don’t know who this is for today; I had an entirely different post but when I sat down to write this is what I heard. So I pray for you today. I pray that you see the light at the end of the tunnel, that you know that there is a silver lining, that God didn’t bring you this far to leave you. He would never do that. He is faithful. He never leaves us or forgets about us. It may feel that way but please know that all things work together for our good if we love God and are called according to His purpose. We must remember that He called us for what He wants to do through us not so we can do what we want and have things to go the way we want. And remember that all means ALL; God wastes nothing. He is the ultimate recycler, making us over and over again. So get ready for your life makeover. Get ready for the new and improved you, handcrafted by God, the ultimate stylist and brander. Yep, that’s our God. Wait on Him to make you over. Yes, He wants to do that for you, but He’s got to do it in His own way. Trust Him. Believe in Him. He won’t let you down.

    Friday Feature: Crucify Yourself

    Many Christians are in the midst of crucifying their flesh, observing Lent by sacrificing their normal indulgences in honor of Jesus, the one crucified so we might live. But what happens after Lent? What happens after any season of fasting, of giving up anything that has kept us from thriving? Many of us go back to our normal routines and pick back up the normal consequences, like weight gain, a blotched complexion and other maladies from poor eating. But if you regularly incorporate cruciferous vegetables into your diet, you will see a huge difference in your digestion and complexion.

    Cruciferous literally means “cross-shaped” and refers to “a group of vegetables—including broccoli, Brussels sprouts, cabbage, cauliflower, turnips, and rutabagas—that have characteristic cross-shaped blossoms and that contain substances that may help to prevent colon cancer.”* Collard and mustard greens are also in this family. Dr. Don Colbert in Toxic Relief says these vegetables contain powerful phytonutrients (plant nutrients) that help the liver detoxify chemicals and drugs. They are best eaten raw or steamed. I know those of you who like to boil all the bright color out of your greens don’t want to hear about eating them raw or steamed so here are some things I do with my cruciferous vegetables instead of boiling them:

    Juice them
    You have to play with the combinations or you’ll think you are eating dirt (I had plenty of falls and ate mud pies when I was a child so I do know what dirt tastes like). Make sure you add an apple to help sweeten your combination.

    Soup them
    When you juice these vegetables add a clove or two of garlic with it then warm it up (but don’t boil it). You’ll have a nice tasty soup.

    Stir-Fry them
    Use a little Extra-virgin olive oil on low to medium heat (this oil can’t stand up to high temperatures) to first sauté some onions and maybe some bell peppers and then add any or a mixture of the vegetables with whatever seasoning you wish. I usually only add a little salt and pepper because the onions and oil give the vegetables a good flavor.

    Stir-Fry and Steam them
    For my greens and cabbage, I first sauté some fresh onions, garlic and a small de-seeded jalapeño pepper in some olive oil. Then I add the vegetables with my seasonings and cover the pot, which releases the water from the vegetables and steams them. You must use a non-stick sauce pan or your food will burn.

    Just like Jesus died so we might live, let’s eat the cruciferous vegetables He put on earth so we might live vibrant lives. When you know better so you got to do better.

    Copyright 2011 by Rhonda J. Smith

    *Prescription for Nutritional Healing, 3rd Edition, by Phyllis A. Balch, CNC and James F. Balch, M.D.

    A Safe Place

    What Do You Think? Wednesdays

    The other day my sister and I were talking about what makes non-church going folks say “I have to get myself together” and “I don’t have nothing to wear” before they can come to church. Sometimes they claim these are barriers because they want to keep on living the way they’re living, but sometimes they really do think self-help and a Sunday best wardrobe are what they need. Where did they get these notions? I believe folks in the church have created these barriers, ridiculous preconditions that have nothing to do with the soul-saving power of Jesus Christ and the transforming work that He can continually do in our lives. We don’t have the power to get ourselves together and we can never dress up our pain and confusion. But non-church going folks think so, and others, especially we strong black women, do, too.

    Our legacy of strength makes us believe we have to keep ourselves together, never falling apart, never exposing ourselves to the church, the body of Christ, our family, fitly joined together to meet everyone’s needs (Ephesians 4:16). This includes OUR needs. We don’t get help in the church because we don’t want to expose ourselves and, unfortunately, churches don’t want us exposing ourselves. They need us to keep it together to run the ministries we run and some leaders just don’t know how to minister to us. The façade is easier, but no one can play these roles forever. We eventually fall apart in a farther gone place because of too few safe spaces like this website that are so prevalent outside the church. I thank God for my church’s counseling ministry that even has designated times to just walk-in and see a counselor. We even have intimate classes for women taught by strong biblical women. Besides offering these ministries and other sermon-styled women’s ministry functions (that usually don’t allow for transparency and intimacy), what does your church do or what do you think the church needs to do to create safe places for hurting women who think they need to mask their pain? As always, I look forward to hearing from you.

    Copyright 2011 by Rhonda J. Smith