“Need” in Whispers

Enter with me where time and place stand still. Beyond me and my circumstance, His Hand reaches through the veil that hides the reality of His Kingdom, Thy will be done. My family and close friends witnessed the heavenly host fight for me through the song of Plumb.

Close friends, Frank and Gaye gifted us with tickets to the KLOVE Christmas concert. Plumb filled the church with her voice to bless us with Christmas carols and her song, “Need You Now” (I’ve featured on another post). I’m gonna tell you I bawled like a baby. It touches every fiber of my faith. There are no words to express the depth of where my suffering meets her song journey. As she stood side stage, I could see her silhouette out of the corner of my eye. I had closed my eyes to Worship names into the Chris August song. I heard the angelic rustle of satin closing in… And I felt her soft cheek brush my tear-glazed cheek, her beautiful curls tumble over my flat unstyled hair. (lol) My eyes fluttered open to the wonder of Plumb whispering in my ear. (She gifted me with a glory of hope token, you will have to read my book for this revelation). Truth tickled joy alive as she…Prayed something like this,”Lord, I don’t know what this precious sister is going through, but I ask that you put your arms around her. Embrace her circumstance so she knows more of your love. Oh Father, be here for her so this will be her best Christmas ever. Amen.” She kissed my forehead, and we locked moist eyes. I felt time stop and Plumb saw into my story. Not being able to speak or move, I put all I had in gratitude and love in my eye language back to her. My hand so wanted to reach out of my heart to touch her. The moment felt so ethereal. “I love you,” she said with the authority of His Kingdom. I heard the love of Jesus telling me, through her voice, “I will bless the sacrifice of your suffering far and beyond your expectations” (Eph. 3:20).  I squeezed my face to emulate a hug. She touched my head and was gone as quickly as she came.

I had to work hard to get my composure back from such a significant blessing.

How do you thank someone for stopping time in the face of minute and hour hands that threaten to press the life out of me. Time is not the reality that govern our days and nights. Love governs His Kingdom. God’s love comes down at Christmas (Point of Grace), to remind us it is timeless, extending into eternity.

Merry Christmas Plumb, I love you too. Thank you for singing Jesus into my heart.



Dew-Kissed and Clipped


As a thoughtful gift, a dear friend sent glorious flowers.  I pondered the deep colors and became aware how fragmented my feelings are at the moment.  I can’t “feel” the warmth of the beauty.

“God”, I cried out, “this is so not like me.  I am use to the whole experience and then some.”

As He usually does, He rarely answers me directly.  I heard Him whisper “I was up early and saw my flower still kissed with dew.  I hand clipped each flower for you.”

You too have hand clipped gifts through out your day.  If you can’t feel it to the fullest yet, stop and give thanks.  It is part of His intimacy with you.

Before I Opened My Mouth I Wish. . .

I had known. All my wasted spoken words. The ease to just let them fly out of my mouth. Those opportunities, as I knew them are gone now. There is no self-pity here within me. How upside down and inside out is our sovereign God. Listen to the one who is speechless??? Maybe??? Even I can see the ironic humor in it!!! But a strong conviction rises high (Like my red balloon) to inspire you. . .Your opportunities to speak with grace, listen more and make peace in conflict are still rising up in your days. . .


Click on the link below.

This young women is a power house of Godly wisdom!!!


Monday’s Manna Moment: Jesus Wept/March 3, 2014


Author’s Pre-post:  This was the first verse I understood. I had much grief in my life, beginning early on, with the loss of my dad, suddenly at seven. I got this about my Jesus. I cherished He got this about me. As an adult I’ve always been a “crier.” Some tears were born of pity, some compassion, some righteous anger, some grief, some joy but always because I love. I love deeply with intent of God’s goodness. With this desperate yearning. . . .there could be “more Kingdom” in a different choice, in a different circumstance or in a different perspective.

Tears are because we love. 

This is a great 30 minute podcast by gifted Timothy Keller:

“Praying Our Tears”

Press the play arrow and it will download for you to pray through to “Kingdom Size” your perspective on tears. God bless you.

Redeemer Presbyterian Church


Redeemer Presbyterian…

Ministry of Tim Keller in New York City. Online audio and other resources.

I Stand

But Tracey, you cannot stand!!!

I cannot stand in the sense you know. But I stand in my heart, erect and straight with a spring in my step ready to greet you. I make it happen in my heart-life. GOD did not create us to take this life laying down. Just lay down and let the loss and the pain and the despair just roll right over me? I don’t think so!!! Just sit here and watch the joy explode in a puppy romping in leaves or ham and bean soup in the crock pot or pretty in pink baby picture pop up on my phone and receive it slumped over in a wheelchair? I don’t think so!!! Just shut down/shut out life because the very nature of it moving on without me hurts??? I don’t think so!!!

We Stand:

  • In Church
  • When the bride comes in
  • When the National Anthem is sung
  • For excellence/standing ovation
  • When a lady enters the room (I had a young man stand up so fast from my kitchen table, he knocked his chair over and his head hit my chandelier at the same time. Kinda took an immediate liking to him!)
  • To back up to a warm fire
  • To answer the door
  • To toast The New Year, Etc.

You won’t see me “stand,” but I’m going to ask you to use your imagination to see this heart posture in me.

I stand because life is a win in Christ for me.

To honor my Lord, I stand.

I stand to greet you because you are sheer delight to me.

On His Promises, I stand.

I felt like that you tube was made for me: Pops of yellow, upbeat with good, solid depth and the focal point of standing. I use to so enjoy walking into my toddler’s room, to find them standing in their crib, bouncing with endless energy. The mattress springs groaning with jumps of jubilant joy.

I buried my dear to me/second family/Uncle Billy today. The last thing his three children and I, like one of his own, “felt” like doing was standing up. Honesty, pain makes my flesh want to curl up in a fetal ball, and wail, “God, enough already???” (I’m really a trembling “Piglet” dressed like a bouncing “Tigger”) But there we, and many others stood to honor his life. As Father Blanchard said, “Life is bigger than death.” Therefore, we stood, on God’s Promises of Eternal Life, in our desperately loving grief, for his full, shared life.

May We Take This Life In Christ Standing Tall

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P.S. Just an odd fact to note, my brain is a storehouse of memories. I can pull up the “physical sensation” of all movements in my head. How it felt to climb stairs, stir a pot, stand up, etc.

Monday’s Manna Moment: Set Sail/Rick Warren

Monday’s Manna on Tuesday, my heart is lagging behind a little. . .

Tuesday, December 31, 2013

Seize the Moment!
by Rick Warren
“Be careful how you act; these are difficult days. Don’t be fools; be wise: make the most of every opportunity you have for doing good.” Ephesians 5:15-16 (LB)

Everyone has a dream. Maybe you’ve had it since you were a child. Maybe it came to you more recently. Desires, wishes, and ambitions should be a part of all of our lives. You may have hidden it deep inside of you, but you have a dream.

The question isn’t whether you have a dream. It’s “What are you doing with your dream?”

Most dreams never come true. It’s not that we’re not smart enough, not outgoing enough, or not spiritual enough. Usually, our dreams don’t come true because we’re unwilling to take the necessary risks to reach them.

The Bible shares a sad one-sentence commentary about a king who failed to achieve an important ambition in his life: “[King] Jehoshaphat built a fleet of trading ships to go to Ophir for gold, but they never set sail — they were wrecked at Ezion Geber” (1 Kings 22:48 NIV).

While it’s a tragedy for your ship to never come in in life, it’s a greater tragedy for you to build a ship and never set sail. Imagine the energy and expense expended by King Jehoshaphat. He built an entire fleet of ships to go after the gold, and not one of them set sail. They never got out of the harbor. Evidently a storm came up and, while these ships were in the harbor, they slammed against the rocks and were destroyed.

Some people spend their whole lives waiting for their ship to come. But God isn’t waiting for your ship to come in. He’s waiting for you to sail your ship out of the harbor.

I know a man who for 30 years had a dream of starting a ministry. He talked about it, dreamed about it, and planned it. He spent a great deal of time on this dream, but he never took the risk to do anything more about his dream. He never got his ship out of the harbor. Eventually, the man died — and so did his dream.

The Bible’s antidote to that kind of tragic procrastination is as simple as an overdone catchphrase but excruciatingly difficult to apply at times: Just do it. The Bible says, “Be careful how you act; these are difficult days. Don’t be fools; be wise: make the most of every opportunity you have for doing good” (Ephesians 5:15-16 LB).

The Bible urges us to seize the moment and act now. To live a life with unfulfilled dreams is a tragedy. Ships aren’t made for the harbor. They’re made to set sail.

So are you ready to set sail?

Talk It Over

For what dream have you planned but never taken action?
What resources have you been waiting on in order to make your dreams reality? What resources are already available to you through God’s provision?
What are the opportunities that you need to make the most of today?
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A Room Full of Life . . .

At a church function, November 17,  for our youngest daughter, we completed the milestone for all four daughters to make the True Love Waits commitment for marital purity. We are so very proud of our Kathleen! We celebrated at home with her sisters with flowers, candles and a cake 🙂

TLW Hands

At public functions/events, I am acutely aware of what a privilege it is to witness life evolve for my daughters. I don’t take these moments for granted, but they carry a poignancy of life that is richer, further reaching  than ever before. Thank you Father, for my witness in Kathleen’s life. Amen

I also find myself struggling outside my little comfort zone bubble. My bubble is a protective dome of people that see me often and so there is an unspoken level of “we are all use to this and so. . . ” God is always good for love shows up and people choose to enter my “speechless” world of disability. They make love real in eye contact, hugs, kisses, a story or two. . . And I marvel at their courage to remember me, to see beyond the effects of the disease to who I am. It would be easier to busy themselves within the event .

Not only does God show up but so does my humanity. Life in the room threatens how I define mine. Lives go on for others and I feel myself slipping backwards in some bent perspective that comes up with twenty-five ways to say, “Why me, Lord?”

I’m was a mess of gratitude and something I can’t put my finger on. . . a toxic emotion that caused discontentment to rise with the morning sun. I reached for Streams in the Desert to read and my heart dropped to my feet. . . . Is it possible, God’s been ease dropping in on my heart life? LOL All kidding aside, this devotional gave a word to my emotions. I was offended by the life in the room. Not the people, but how I perceived their life stacked up next to my circumstance. (Divorce? Loss? Bankruptcy? Loneliness?) I felt challenged by His direct heart massage to get the Truth flowing again. I now have insight into what I’m feeling, why I’m feeling it and where to go with the offense. (Now, I’m finding my “pride” does not want to admit to you, I can be offended. Ouch)

Streams in the Desert: November 18, 2013

This does normalize our humanity in tough circumstances. But the main “point” is God speaking into my circumstance. The offense is the result of my confinement inside my own body. I do suggest an empowered change. . . “even if I am confined to a dungeon, my soul CAN prosper.” In Faith, their are perspective in choices to be made. I have to choose to be free in Christ Jesus. We all have confining circumstances, to some degree (Job, Difficult Marriage, Prodical Child, Health Challenges, Etc.). It’s all too easy to be offended.

Our humanity is going to show up at family events, the message of a movie that hits too close to home, an immature comment, stress that plays out in behavior and all too familiar: Holidays!!!   I can promise you at least once this Season, you will find yourself offended, (How about traffic? How dare those other drivers slow you down, today of all days when you have so much to do?) Been there.  Then what you gonna do with it? May I humbly suggest that we all make a commitment, right here, right now, to bind that ugly offended/offensive response at the manger bed of our baby Jesus and N-O-T let it move into our behavior or our words? Don’t you think our precious Holiday memories would will be better celebrated with Gold, Frankincense and Myrrh?

Let’s rise above the “offense”

and refuse to move into an offended posture and be “blessed is he/she”!