A Season of Saturdays: Between the Pain & the Promise

I am stuck in a season of Saturdays.

The last three days of the Holy week, Good Friday through Resurrection Sunday, represent the pain of loss and the hope of the promise we have in Christ. What about Saturday? I understand the purpose of Good Friday and I eagerly anticipate celebrating the risen Savior on Easter Sunday. But what about Saturday? What is the purpose of Saturday?

As I studied the Bible for the events of the Holy Week, the week between Palm Sunday and Easter, I focused primarily on the last three days; Good Friday through Resurrection Sunday. I found it interesting that the gospels recount the various activities of Friday and Sunday morning, but there is little mention about Saturday. What about Saturday? What is the purpose of Saturday?

According to the Bible, the day after Christ’s death was the Sabbath. Jewish law prohibited work on that day. Perhaps each follower was pondering the words Jesus spoke during his three-year ministry. Maybe they were shocked and bewildered thinking, “This wasn’t supposed to turn out this way.” Maybe they felt stuck—stuck not knowing what to do next or how to pick up the broken pieces and move on.

I am stuck in a season of Saturdays. Stuck not knowing what the next step will be or which direction set forth. Like the movie Groundhog Day, I wake up and experience the same day repeatedly.

What is the purpose of Saturday? For weeks, I pondered this question. Slowly two words rose to the surface of my heart: wait and hope.

“We wait in hope for the Lord; he is our help and our shield” (Psalm 33:20).

“I wait for the Lord, my whole being waits, and in his word I put my hope” (Psalm 130:5).

“But as for me, I watch in hope for the Lord, I wait for God my Savior; my God will hear me” (Micah 7:7).

“But if we hope for what we do not yet have, we wait for it patiently” (Romans 8:25).

“We wait for the blessed hope—the appearing of the glory of our great God and Savior, Jesus Christ” (Titus 2:13).

My season of Saturdays are filled with confusion and curiosity, grief and loss. I am waiting on God to ease my suffering as I try to make sense of all the life changes. Meanwhile I reach out for the promise of hope that Sunday brings. Scholars tell us the Bible contains over 8,000 promises. If you chose one promise a day, it would take nearly twenty-two years to read all 8,000 promises.

Are you in a season of waiting? As you wait, wait with the promise of hope in Jesus Christ. Together as we wait with hope, let us remember to trust God’s sovereign hand.

“Be still, and know that I am God” (Psalm 46:10).

~April Dawn White

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© 2017 April Dawn White, All rights reserved

Forget the Frock This Easter

As a girl, purchasing a new frilly dress, lace embellished socks, and white patent leather shoes, was my favorite part of our Easter tradition. Easter was the one time of year when we had new clothes. The rest of the year, we wore hand-me-downs.

Growing up in the Bible belt in the south, Easter was the one Sunday when the phrase “wearing your Sunday best,” took on a completely new meaning. Boys wore a suit and tie and girls dripped in accessories, even the parents have a new outfit. If you are a woman, you probably have a new handbag and shoes to match.

The memory of my childhood Easters returned to me recently when I came across a video called “Forget the Frock”. As I watched the video, I instantly connected with the mission of this organization. This Easter, forget the frock. Instead of spending money buying new clothes this Easter, spend the money supporting missionaries and feeding orphans.

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This Easter, our family will support Serving His Children.
Our family has been ministry partners with Serving His Children for years. I am excited to introduce this organization to you. Serving His Children is a non-profit organization that partners with the Ministry of Health in Uganda to treat the severely malnourished, provides health education, teaches effective agriculture methods, shares the gospel of Christ, and brings communities together.

“Pure and genuine religion in the sight of God the Father means caring for orphans and widows in their distress and refusing to let the world corrupt you.” (James 1:27, NLT)

Forget the Frock

Forget the Frock, I’m wearing a Serving His Children T-shirt this Easter.

Jesus’ ministry included caring for the sick, the widows, and orphans. This Easter our family will refocus our attention on where Christ spent his attention.  This Easter we will forget the frock and support feeding the malnourished.

Will you join hundreds of others who are also choosing to forget the frock?

~April Dawn White

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Gratitude Is Always In Season

“I want my old life back,” I sobbed to my husband. “Yesterday, I felt good and went on a brief walk. My fifteen-minute walk caused over two hours of muscle weakness and paralysis. Today, my entire body hurts.  This disease sucks.”

My beloved of nearly nineteen years, inched closer to me. He knows I needed a compassionate listening ear.  “I wish I could have my old self back just for one day.”

Sipping his own mug of liquid mercy, my husband asked, “What would you do?”

“I would run. I miss the feeling of my heart pounding in my chest, breath synchronized to rhythm of my pace, and sweat on my face.”

He laughed and said, “I guess I’m lazy because running does not sound fun to me.”

“After running,” I said, wiping my eyes, “I would play soccer with Andrew and softball with Rachel.”

“Now, that sounds fun,” my beloved said and offered a hug.

An hour later, I sat alone in my red chair reading Scripture and praying.  Peace replaced the sadness I felt earlier. It is amazing what time with the Lord can do. “Thank you Lord for the peace, Amen.”

Placing my coffee mug in the sink, I studied the kitchen chalkboard sign. The chalked verse and mini pumpkins have been in place for seven months. It is now spring. These pumpkins are leftovers from two seasons ago. I examined each pumpkin for signs of decay, but the pumpkins are just a firm as the day I received them.

Pushing back the darkness that lingers with chronic illness, I read the verse: “In everything, give thanks” (1 Thessalonians 5:18).

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The mini-pumpkins decorating my kitchen counter are out-of-season along with the candy cane Christmas kitchen towel, but gratitude is always in season.

Friend, are you stuck in one season hoping for another? Me too! As we journey together let us not forget that gratitude is always in season.

~April Dawn White

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© 2017 April Dawn White, All rights reserved

The Sudden Move of God Doesn’t Require a Running Start

“God doesn’t need a running start.”  —Althea Brown

Suddenly I awoke to the sound of bass boats zooming down the lake. The roar of dozens of engines reverberated across the water. If it had been only one bass boat the sound would not have woken me, but today must be a tournament day.

In that early morning semi-sleep state, birds chirped a delightful melody while the bass boats accompanied in a harmonious roar. This symphony welcomed the introduction of springtime on Smith Mountain Lake.

As I awoke, God suddenly reminded me of a recent conversation with counselor, Althea Brown. She said, April, “God doesn’t need a running start.”

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During my last counseling session, I shared the numerous circumstances that are beyond our control. Each choice, each future decision hinges on one aspect—how God will provide in a few short weeks.

During my counseling session, I was reminded God doesn’t need a running start. When God is ready, He will move. Suddenly a path or opportunity that wasn’t there before will suddenly appear.

Suddenly.

Suddenly, the word ‘suddenly’ was the focus of my Bible study. I began to dig into God’s Word and studied the times when God suddenly moved. When Abraham collected wood for the altar, he prayed for God’s sudden move. He continued the necessary preparations, while he prayed for God’s provision. Then suddenly there was a ram in the thicket.Ram in the Thicket

Moses had tended his father-in-law’s sheep for forty years. He probably wondered what his purpose in life was. Perhaps he questioned why Pharaoh’s daughter, rescued him from the river, to be raised in an Egyptian palace merely to tend sheep. Then suddenly, God appeared to him in a burning bush, giving Moses purpose and provision for the next phase of life.

As my counselor stated, “God doesn’t need a running start.” When God moves, it is a sudden move. Suddenly, the provision will be there. Suddenly what we need for the next step will show up and God doesn’t need a running start. As God told the prophet Isaiah:

“I am making a way in the desert. “Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert” (Isaiah 43:19, ESV).

Friend, are you waiting for God’s sudden move? Invite Christ into your life and cast your burdens to him. Then pray and trust in God’s Sovereign timing of provision.

Lace up your running shoes and be ready when God suddenly moves.

~April Dawn White

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Hobbit Holes and Castles: Refuge My Word for 2017

“But as for me it is good to be near God. I have made the Sovereign Lord my REFUGE; I will tell of all your good deeds” (Psalm 73:28, emphasis mine).

When twenty-seventeen began, I wanted to crawl into Bilbo Baggin’s hobbit hole. I wanted to seek refuge with his books, dishes, and doilies. I had too many unanswered questions and carryover burdens from 2016. I wanted to go into hiding and wait it out while God sorted out my life.

“Tell me when did doilies and your mother’s dishes become so important to you?

…The world is not in books or maps, It’s out there!”—Gandall

What I wanted was refuge, a place to go and feel protected and safe.  I wanted a place where I was cared for and did not have to make every decision. I wanted a place of peace and rest. What I wanted, God was willing to provide.

The word refuge is found ninety-eight times in the Bible. Here are a few of my favorite passages on refuge:

“The eternal God is your refuge, and underneath are the everlasting arms.” (Deuteronomy 33:27)

 “The Lord is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer; my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, my stronghold.” (Psalm 18:2)

 “How abundant are the good things that you have stored up for those who fear you, that you bestow in the sight of all, on those who take refuge in you.” (Psalm 31:19)

“Taste and see that the Lord is good; blessed is the one who takes refuge in him.” (Psalm 34:8)

 “But I will sing of your strength, in the morning I will sing of your love; for you are my fortress, my refuge in times of trouble.” (Psalm 59:16)

 “But as for me it is good to be near God. I have made the Sovereign Lord my REFUGE; I will tell of all your good deeds” (Psalm 73:28, emphasis mine).

As I began to mediate on God’s Word and study the meaning of the word refuge, peace began to flood my soul. God revealed to me it wasn’t the items I needed, rather it was whom I needed to seek refuge.

The place I envisioned as my refuge changed from a hobbit hole to a grand castle or fortress surrounded by water, bulkheads, stone towers, and cannons. Perhaps Martin Luther had this in mind when he penned the famous hymn, “A Mighty Fortress is Our God.”

What do you envision when you hear the word refuge? Have you experienced a time in your life when you felt protected by God’s refuge?  If so, please share.

~April Dawn White

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