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Lord, Help Me Not Forget

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“God is not unjust; He will not forget your work and the love you have shown Him as you have helped His people and continue to help them.”

{Hebrews 6:10, NIV}

“He will not forget your work….”

Six words my weary heart needed. After a week of crushing demands and behind-the-scenes sacrifices, I needed Jesus to tell me that all my efforts weren’t invisible.

No one else knew, and they didn’t need to. But I needed to know God saw and it mattered to Him.

As we celebrate the 4th of July this weekend, I’m reminded of military men and women who have sacrificed so much more than I ever could. I can’t help but wonder if there are days when they ask themselves if it’s worth it. If anyone cares, notices or appreciates the countless ways they love and serve our country, sacrificially.

I’m so grateful for the sacrifices of their lives and their time, away from family and a peaceful more simple life. Whether a military leader, behind-the-scenes servant or soldier on battlefields, in the past and in our present, seen and unseen, God sees all.

God promises He will not forget. 

Maybe it’s been a long hard week for you, and you’ve wondered if anyone sees the way you give up your time and give of yourself; acts of kindness as you pour out yourself for the sake of someone else.

Let’s soak in His promise to us today and offer it back as a gift of remembrance, for all the sacrifices that have been made for us by men and women we may never know. Servants who gave it all to give us freedom. An offering that echoes Christ’s sacrifice on the cross, that brings true, everlasting freedom for all who call on His name.

Lord, help us remember what our freedom cost. As we celebrate the 4th of July in America, help each of us to remember Your sacrifice and others’ who give their lives sacrificially. Help us never take for granted the liberty of our heritage as a follower of Christ and as a nation that was built on the foundation of Your Word and Your ways. 

But I Don’t Like Being Told I Can’t

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I’m not a natural rule follower or a limit-liker. I love last-minute plans and just-because adventures.

If you let me stay up as late as I want, and sleep in as long as I can, I will be in heaven.

God gave me a soul that craves freedom and a creative heart that thrives on spontaneity.

Budgets and boundaries are not my friends. Feeling like I might suffocate during discussions about either, or both, have taught me it’s good to go into those kinds of conversations with the right mindset and lots of chocolate.

I feel like a child admitting this, but if someone tells me I can’t do something, I feel sad and determined to change their mind. Hearing “you can’t…” makes me feel locked out, at least until my heart understands the good within my guardrails.

So years ago when my husband, J.J, put child locks on our kitchen drawers and cabinets because our baby girl could reach inside them, I should have been grateful. But I felt sad instead.

As I watched J.J. drilling little screws into the wood to secure the white plastic locks, all I could think about was the joy in Aster’s eyes when she discovered her little hands could open the drawer that held colorful pens and countless paperclips.

Quite pleased with herself, she smiled at me with a handful of shiny silver treasures and sprinkled them on the floor. She had no idea how quickly she was going to lose access to her sparkly new friends, and it broke my freedom-loving heart.

Yet I knew it was for her good. I knew those paperclips weren’t safe and drawers that held more dangerous objects like scissors and matches needed to be off-limits. It was love that motivated her daddy to put boundaries in place to protect her.

I’ve needed to remember that lately, as I sense God setting some new and needed boundaries for me in a place where I have loved roaming free. {keep reading here}

Do you like boundaries or, like me, do you resist them? I’d love to hear your thoughts and chat about it over at (in)Courage where I’m hosting the conversation today. {Click here to join me.}