Jesus May be at McDonald’s, but Satan is at the Piggly Wiggly

Jesus may be at McDonald’s, but Satan is at the Piggly Wiggly, aisle six to be exact.  If you are looking to stretch your pants because they just feel too loose, aisle six is for you.  When you want to add meaningless sugar and fat to your diet, because you are bored of having good cholesterol, head to the sixth aisle.  If you want a year-round inner tube to decorate your midsection, aisle six again. 

 On mischievous aisle six, you’ll find the Cheez-its calling to you beckoning with their pointy orange corners and glistening salt crystals.  The friendly little Elf will beseech you to placate yourself with fudge dipped munchy goodness.  He doesn’t tell you that once you partake, you will no longer fit into the hollow tree to visit.  Bad Elf.  Then there will be the M&M brothers.  They will dance their way into your hearts and eventually your mouths.  There is always a party on aisle six.  Satan always makes it look fun.  Just keep on walking.


Learn from my mistakes my friends.  I’ve been down aisle six and have the hips to prove it.  There is nothing there you need.  Stick to the produce aisle, mayhap even the canned soup-beans and rice-Mexican-Chinese food aisle will be better for you.  Oh, please friends.  Please.


Listen to my earnest cry. Let not my heart be drawn to what is evil, to take part in wicked deeds with men who are evildoers; let me not eat of their delicacies. Psalm 141:4 NIV


Just repeat after me:  I will not go down aisle six.  Jesus is waiting for me in the bakery goods.  In Him, I will find the bread of life and need no other. 


Phew.  That was close.  I felt you thinking about going down that nasty sixth aisle.  Maybe you’ve been there before.  But not today.  I am so proud of you. Why spend money on what is not bread, and your labor on what does not satisfy? Listen, listen to me, and eat what is good, and your soul will delight in the richest of fare. Isaiah 55:2 NIV


Lord, give us this day our daily bread and help us not go down aisle six instead.  Amen.


Greetings Fellow Sock Holders

Hey, friends! Have you stopped yet and completely laid it all down before the cross?  Have you given God your flawed and sinful self and said “Take it, it’s yours”?  

God is like the ultimate garage sale junkie.  You know the type.  They are the ones who stop and turn the car around when they see the sprawl in a yard.  They can spot an orange and black GARAGE SALE sign from a mile away.  Then with a discerning eye, they glide from their car, confident they will find a treasure.  Where others see junk, this connoisseur of trash sees the core.  They see the potential for what could be.  
God is like this.  He doesn’t just see us as we are but as He intended us to be.  God picked me up at a garage sale called life.  I wasn’t anything special.  No one else would have looked at me like a treasure, but He did.  He saw potential in me.  And I loved Him, so I gave it to Him – all I had, all I ever hoped to be.  I’m yours, Lord.  Use me.  
That’s when the sock blowing began.  When I gave Him my all, He gave me more.  The week after I was invited back to Glorieta, Amy called with more good news.  (Have you noticed a common thread in my blessings lately?  Amy.  I think she was a gift from Him, as well.)  She and I had been chosen to be speakers at a women’s conference in North Carolina.
Amy’s friend Janet had given our names to a church who was putting on an all-day women’s conference.  Amy mentioned this possibility to me a couple of weeks before, but I hadn’t put a lot of thought into it.  From what I understood, they had a whole list of speakers from which they were choosing.  I never thought they would pick me.  But they did, or I should say, HE did. 
So…May 24th at Cliffside Baptist Church in Cliffside, North Carolina, I will be one of the four speakers at the Extreme Spiritual Makeover Women’s Conference.  Amy will also be one of the speakers and will share Spencer’s story.  Debbie Sobeski from Hannah’s Hope Ministries will speak, as well as Leslie Nease from the China Survivor TV show.  Janet Roller is leading all the music, and Carol Davis from 106.9 The Light will emcee the event.
If you live in the area and would like to attend, the tickets are $25 and are on sale from the church.  You can contact them HERE or call them at 828-657-6044.  Pray for the other ladies and myself as we prepare the message God has for these ladies to hear.  
‘Aint God good?  Can I get an amen?


Hold on to Your Socks!

Friends, can I tell you how good my God is?  My God is GOOD!  You know those crazy looking sock holders that hold up men’s socks?  Well, I think I need a pair because God just keeps blowing my socks off!

I’ve mentioned before the blessings that came when I completely submit myself to God.  I promised to tell you more about them so here goes…
Last year, my friend, Amy, and I attended our first ever writing conference.  It was completely a God thing that I went.  Let me tell you the story.  I read about a writing conference in Glorieta, New Mexico.  It sounded fabulous, and my heart beat a little faster just thinking about it, but I didn’t think it was a possibility.  It was expensive, and it was far away.  But the more I thought about it, the more I really wanted to go.  I mentioned it to Amy over Sunday lunch.  She was excited, too and thought we should pray about it (and see how much we could sell on Ebay to raise the funds! LOL).
That afternoon my quiet time reading was about waiting for the Lord.  In my head, pops Road Trip.  How perfect, I thought.  Waiting on God is like going on a road trip.  I wrote a devotion about it.  Pleased with myself, I went to talk to Alan about Glorieta and ask him to read my devotion.  He thought me going to Glorieta was a great idea.  Now that alone was a God thing. Alan and I had only been apart three nights out of ten years of marriage.  His suggesting that I go away for five days and leave him with our three and six-year-old was nothing short of a miracle.
As Alan sat at my computer to read my devotion, I read over his shoulder.  In the back of my mind I could hear a quiet voice say, “Yes, that’s a great devotion, Carol, but what I said was road trip.”  I gasped, and Alan turned to see what my problem was.  Did the Lord just speak to me and tell me that I am going on a road trip?  No, certainly things like that didn’t really happen.  That was just me imagining it.
Look at your devotion and read it again – the words popped into my head, and so I did.
While writing about how waiting on God was like taking a road trip, I used one specific family trip I took as a child for an example.  I didn’t mention the destination just details about the trip.  As I re-read the devotion, my heart skipped a beat.  The trip I had just described in this devotion was a trip my family had taken by car from Atlanta to New Mexico. After further discussing it with my mother, I found out we even drove into Glorieta.  There was no denying that God was speaking to me then.  I breathlessly explained everything to Alan, but thinking about the money and the plane trip (Did I mention I’m afraid to fly?), I still questioned whether the trip was meant for me.

Two days later, I called to check on my ninety-three-year-old grandmother. I heard about my aunt and uncle’s kayaking trip, my cousin Clark’s newest musical debut, my cousin Jordan’s latest funnies from pre-school, and the new steeple on the church.  After catching up on all the latest family happenings, Grandmother told me that my mom had been reading her my blog and my devotions.  She told me how proud she was.  

When she mentioned my writing, I thought of the conference, knew my grandmother was a prayer warrior, and thought this was a good time to get my prayers really heard.  I asked if she would pray about something.  I told her I had an opportunity to go to a Christian writer’s conference, but was a little unsure about it.  Before I could get out any of the details, she said, “I’ll pay for it.”  
“No, no, grandmother.  I don’t want you to pay for it.  I want you to pray for it.  Now just listen,” I explained to her.  In a matter of minutes, I had detailed the whole story of what God had been doing in my life.  Grandmother waited until I was completely finished talking.  Then she said, “I will pray for you, but I will also pay for you.”  I tried again telling her no, until her next words stopped me.  
She said, “Carol, every morning I get up and say ‘Lord, let me be useful to somebody today.’  My eyes don’t work any more.  My legs don’t work. My hands only work part of the time.  This morning I got up the same as always and said ‘Use me, Lord,’ and then you called.  I knew after listening to you talk, that today God had answered both of our prayers.  He is doing a good work in you, and by allowing me to pay, you are allowing me to be blessed, too.  I want to have a part in God’s plan for you.”
By the time she finished, I couldn’t speak.  My throat had closed, my eyes were wet, and my heart was full.  Finally, I managed, “I am so overwhelmed, Grandmother.  God is so good.” 
The story doesn’t end there.  Amy and I both went to Glorieta and were completely blessed. But y’all, there is no stopping God’s goodness.  Amy and I have been invited to come back to Glorieta this year as presenters!  We have been asked to present a workshop on journaling.  We are also presenting a footnote session on time management.  Is that unbelievable or what??
So, if you are a writer and live in the New Mexico area or want to take a road trip, sign up! Click HERE to go the Glorieta Christian Writer’s Conference website.  It is October 22-26 in Glorieta, New Mexico and is put on by CLASServices.  I would love to meet some of you there!
I’ve got more exciting things to share.  So come back tomorrow, but don’t forget the goofy sock holder-uppers.


‘Tis so sweet!

’Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to take Him at His Word;
Just to rest upon His promise,
And to know, “Thus saith the Lord!”

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him!
How I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er;
Jesus, Jesus, precious Jesus!
Oh, for grace to trust Him more!
Oh, how sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just to trust His cleansing blood;
And in simple faith to plunge me
’Neath the healing, cleansing flood!
Yes, ’tis sweet to trust in Jesus,
Just from sin and self to cease;
Just from Jesus simply taking
Life and rest, and joy and peace.

~lyrics by Louisa M.R. Stead

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The Battle

Slip into your camouflage, and join me for the battle!
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