31 Days with the Savior: Everything

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Gentle Reader,

Then one poor widow came and threw in two mites, which make a quadrans. So He called His disciples to Himself and said to them, ‘Assuredly, I say to you that this poor widow has put in more than all those who have given to the treasury; for they all put in out of their abundance, but she out of her poverty put in all that she had, her whole livelihood.'” – Mark 12:42-44 (NKJV)

Jesus turns everything on it’s head. Again.

Surely those who are “important,” those who can give the most, are the greatest in His eyes. Surely He values the wealthy and the powerful above “regular” people.

He doesn’t.

Don’t misunderstand. Jesus doesn’t turn people away from Himself because they happen to be rich or in a position of influence. He doesn’t turn people away who happen to be poor “nobodies,” either. Anyone can come to Him. But position and the amount in our bank accounts make no difference to God. He sees our hearts. He sees what truly matters.

Jesus wants all that we have, whatever we have. No, we don’t have to go out, sell everything and live on the streets, but we do need to rely on Him. That’s what He asks of us. That’s why He praises this widow and her two little pennies. She gave because she wanted to. She put her whole life into it. That kind of thing makes the Savior smile.

Grace and peace along the way.

For all entries in the Jesus: 31 Days with the Savior series, go here.

31 Days with the Savior: Arise

Gentle Reader,

“Little girl, I say to you, arise.” – Mark 5:41b (NKJV)

Wherever He goes, Jesus brings life. He breathes it into our very souls.

I wonder how many of us walk as though we are zombies today. How many of us are just trying to survive?

What if Jesus offers something more?

Grace and peace along the way.

For all entries in the Jesus: 31 Days with the Savior series, go here.

Five Minute Friday: Dare

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Gentle Reader,

‘Tis the time. The five minute time. The (kind of) Friday time. It’s Kate. It’s the crew.

It’s a: dare.

Go.

I have many sweet memories involving my teen-aged girlfriends. We’d all pile into someone’s room, or a tent in the backyard, and giggle over girlish things until the wee hours of the morning. Or until a parent yelled at us. We’d eat ourselves into a sugar- and pizza-coma.

It was beautiful.

One hot, sticky, early-autumn evening, we were squashed in that tent, sharing secrets and gushing over a certain older boy we all had a crush on. And, of course, we played “Truth or Dare.” It escalated. It always escalated. The gal whose house we were staying at had one of those wonderful creatures known as a cute boy next door. So, naturally, we tried to get his attention all evening.

And then someone dared me to run around the tent. In my pajamas.

I did it.

It was awesome.

We squealed with laughter and wondered if he’d seen me.

I wonder what happened to that girl. When did she get so bogged down with worries? What happened to the girl who would run barefoot through sprinkler-soaked grass while her friends smothered their faces in pillows to keep from screaming?  Her stride was confident, her smile easy and free.

I want to find her again.

Stop.

I really do what to find her again. I want to find the part of myself that was able to let go of cares. Maybe that’s why I’ve been watching and listening to so much comedy lately. It’s a heavy world these days and I just want to get a little lighter. Feel a little brighter.

I’m thinking that maybe you, dear one, want that, too.

So, a challenge. Have some fun tomorrow! Do something, eat something, watch something, listen to something, sing something, read something that brings a smile to your face. Just because. Don’t think about calories or schedules or the “should’s.” Find a little slice of blessing in this here place and devour it. Soak it up with gusto.

And know that the Lord sent it to you.

Grace and peace along the way.