Today's Blessing

The Euro Soccer matches are exciting. Tens of thousands in the stands to watch a few on the field. Did you know the Bible talks about “witnesses” in the stands too? We are the “live players” and those in the stands, well, I’ve always pictured them cheering us on. In fact, I can visualize my grandpa’s face in the crowd and hear him “keep going” and I do.

Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. (Hebrews 12:1, NKJV)

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Dear Mom,

I listened to a young couple talk about their first-born child who had Downs Syndrome, and the shock they had the day of his birth. Listen to the dad’s thoughts a few years later: “My young son’s birth was the worse day of my life and also the best. I have leaned more about life, love and God through Him, than I would ever have had without him. Truly God knew. This child was His gift to us.” I was inspired listening to this father. Truly God’s ways are nothing like our ways and His thoughts, nothing like our thoughts. Every child is precious is His sight.

” For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future”. Jeremiah 29:11

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Dear Mom,

As I listened to a young soldier recall the ‘explosion,’ and how he has had to come to terms with the amputation of his leg, my heart was so saddened. I concluded, there is what you call outer strength and then there is another kind, a gripping inner tenacity. This young warrior, undoubtably, had both. Often when life throws you a curve sweet mom, enormous courage is required to carry on.

 He gives power to the weak, and to those who have no might He increases strength. (Isaiah 40:29, NKJV)


Dear Mom,

Do not lose control of the only person that you can control – yourself. To give into anger or resort to resolving a conflict in an uproar will only cause more loss of control. To stay in control when everything is out of control takes divine control. God is with you sweet mom, and will give you the wherewithal to handle situations in a composed manner. When I was young and pushed to the limit, I’d lock myself in the washroom, pray and calm down long enough to act like an adult and then carry on… and if you ask God to help you… He will help you too. Talk to Him in every crisis; He knows how to solve them.

Like a city whose walls are broken down is a man who lacks self-control. Proverbs 25:28

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Her plane landed. She retrieved her luggage and quickly walked towards the arrival doors. When they opened, that’s when I saw her. I watched this young lady scan the crowd for the familiar face she had come to see. I’d say she was in her early 20’s, blonde hair dusting her shoulders, a tiny girl, and when she saw him – she dropped her bags and ran, like a daughter who hadn’t seen her dad in a very long time.

They embraced and she cried into her dad’s chest. I watched his big broad shoulders heave with sobs. Big deep sobs.

He took her face in his hands, hardly believing it was her; they embraced again with big tears and nervous laughter. What a joyous reunion.

It was so heartwarming to be a fly on the wall, sitting in arrivals, while I waited for my loved one to come through the doors.

And that’s when my mind starting wandering …

I imagined where I was sitting was “heaven” and all those behind the arrival door had not yet “arrived”. In my mind’s eye I could see the hustle and bustle taking place “behind the doors”. The carousal which held the luggage going round and round, with no takers – all baggage can now be left behind.

As I continued waiting, I envisioned heaven’s welcoming committee, just like the father I just witnessed waiting for his daughter.

I could see the moms and the dads, grandpas and grandmas, sisters and brothers and all sorts of children who didn’t have a chance to know their families – all on tip toes wondering who is next to come through the doors.

Heaven was an excitable place!

“Maybe it’s my mom coming next!” one shouts. Another’s voice is heard above the crowd, “it’s got to be my wife, I’ve been waiting so long!” and when the door opens, everyone starts cheering and one person breaks through the crowd and runs to the one they’ve been waiting for – and another child of God has come home.

It may not happen exactly as I pictured above, but dear one, it is going to happen. Even as you read this blog, there are arrivals bursting through heaven’s door and a welcoming committee is ushering them in!

When your name is written in the book of life, in heaven, the arrival doors open of their own accord and your welcome into God’s eternal home will be, “out-of-this-world”.

You can make a reservation today.

“The Lord is not slow in keeping his promise, as some understand slowness. Instead he is patient with you, not wanting anyone to perish, but everyone to come to repentance”. 2 Peter 3:9 (NIV)

“ … absent from the body and to be present with the Lord”. 2 Corinthians 5:8 (KJV)

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life”. John 3:16  (NIV)

Today’s Prayer:

Dear Heavenly Father, Your word confirms, if I confess the Lord Jesus as my Saviour then my name will not be blotted out of the book of life. Thank you for the hope of walking through heaven’s arrival doors to be with You forever!



Dear Mom,

The psalmist David had been discouraged; in fact, he describes himself as having perplexity of mind and in despair. Mothers can relate; some days you feel like you are loosing your mind – everyone wants a piece of you! From your job, to running the kids here and there, the doctors, the dentist, the parent/teacher interviews – YESSSSS mothers can get overwhelmed! In David’s needy state, God reached out to him and picked him up; for you, He can do the same. Please don’t stay downhearted sweet mom, God will help you. Talk to Him and read His word. Ask for the PEACE of God.

“My tears have been my food day and night… By day the LORD directs his love, at night his song is with me”. Psalm 42: 3,8



Dear Mom,

Hope is unwavering faith. It is seeing in your mind’s eye a promise, something not yet a reality. It’s visualizing your children staying on the right course; it’s seeing a dream come to pass. Hope is a steadfast confidence of expectation, and staying hopeful pleases God. It conveys to Him the exclusive loyalty of your heart, “I’m trusting in you alone.” Whatever you are facing today, do not lose hope. God will see you through.

“Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” Hebrews 11:1


Dear Mom,

When my oldest child was 15, the others were 13, 11, 3, 2. Raising older ones, and little ones at the same time, felt like I was being s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d as a mother – somewhat similar to an elastic band. Perhaps you feel the same way today, s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d. We are not just moms, but consultants and counsellors, we’re always cooks and housekeepers, and then throw in a full-time job, and yes, moms can feel s-t-r-e-t-c-h-e-d. My best advice – stay close to Jesus. He said, “Come to me if you are weary and I will give you rest.” His promise and His invitation, is for you.

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. (Matthew 11:28-30, NIV)


Dear Mom,

All the books in the world doesn’t prepare you for the reality of parenting. Thankfully, we have a Heavenly Father who understands us, and understands our children perfectly. I was talking to a mom with identical twins, and she said in amazement, “Every day I am in awe, they look exactly alike, but their personalities are completely different. I have to handle, even these two, individually.” I marvel at God’s creativity, we are truly, distinct masterpieces. You, sweet mom, are one-of-a-kind and fearfully and wonderfully made. God approves of you.

You made all the delicate, inner parts of my body and knit me together in my mother’s womb. Thank you for making me so wonderfully complex! Your workmanship is marvelous—how well I know it. (Psalm 139: 13,14, NLT)



Dear Mom,

Have you ever planted a “tree seed?” The instructions were to plant the seeds and when the seedlings start to mature, pick out the best two and discard the rest. Kind of shocking really, but that’s the instructions. I am relieved that God doesn’t select us that way, keep the best mothers and chuck the rest? I am so thankful that God keeps all His seedlings. He knows us inside and out, and sweet mom – and He loves us still.

You saw me before I was born. Every day of my life was recorded in your book.
Every moment was laid out before a single day had passed.
(Psalm 139:16, NLT)


Dear Mom,

A quick-tempered person finds themselves in all kinds of trouble. You either know someone with a short fuse, or sweet mom – it’s you! Oftentimes we bury hurt and pain, without ever taking the time to work through it, and unfortunately, that never works. Burying something alive means just that, it’s still alive. If I am describing you today, seek out wise counsel and if counselling isn’t available, go to the great Counsellor, and allow God to heal you from the inside out. He created you, so He knows how to fix everything that is eating away at your peace. Jesus loves you.

He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. (Psalm 147:3, NIV)