By April Dawn White
I am desperately trying to be a Mary in a Martha season.
Mary and Martha were sisters. When Jesus came to visit their home, Mary (not Jesus’ mother, a different Mary) sat at Jesus’ feet and drank in His presence. “But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. Martha, Martha, the Lord answered, you are worried and upset about many things, but only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.” (Luke 10:38-41, NIV)
We are in a Martha season. A season of business. Thanksgiving through New Year’s is my favorite time of year. For most of us, it is also our most hectic time of year. A quick glance at my December calendar reveal only three, 1-2-3, empty squares on the calendar. (Yes, I’m old school, I prefer a paper calendar over my Google calendar.)
Sometimes, I think I hear God whisper, Martha, Martha. My family probably wishes I was busy in in the kitchen like Martha, but we’ve been dining off leftovers for days. Last week, on a feel-good day, I will busied myself in the kitchen making and freezing an assortment of Christmas cookies. Chris and kids begged to eat the mint Oreo’s but I’ve threatened to return their gifts. The Oreo’s will be made into mint chocolate white chocolate truffles.
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I don’t know what happened? I purposefully declined from participating in several events this season, yet the days are still full with Christmas programs (school and church), violin recitals, cookie exchange, and family gatherings.
This year I’ve resolved to simplify. To spend less time fussing in the kitchen and more time fussing over Christ. Except for backing cookies, I have resolved to bring store bought items to any Christmas event.
Don’t judge. I’m simply choosing to be a Mary in a Martha season.
~April Dawn White
by April Dawn White
“The glory of the Lord will be your rear guard. (Isaiah 58:8, NIV)
Last Friday, I punched the time clock at 5:00 pm, eager to drive to Andrew’s post-season soccer tournament. Ten minutes into my drive along route 122, traffic came to an abrupt halt. Vehicles ahead stretched as far as my eye could see. Looking into my rear view mirror, I noticed the car behind me quickly approaching. “They’re not stopping, they’re NOT stopping, THEY’RE NOT STOPPING!” I yelled to myself.
A quick assessment of my surroundings revealed a full size truck in front of me and an embankment with no guardrail to my right. To my left, the oncoming lane was empty. I quickly prayed, “Lord, HELP!” I jerked the steering wheel hard left hoping to prevent a collision with truck in front of me. Behind me the screech of the tires echoed in my ears. I prepared for impact. Seconds before I was rear ended, the truck ahead of me pulled away without further collision. Immediately, I pulled the car over called 911.
I was rear ended. I was safe. Thank you Lord!
Praise God the other driver was also safe. Her car crumpled like a piece of paper. Hesitantly, I peered over at my car (which I’ve owned for less than a year). I couldn’t believe it. Her car was being towed away, while my car only had minor cosmetic damage.
An hour later, we had documented the accident with the state police and I proceeded to the soccer tournament. As I drove, God whispered, “April, what was the message you sent yesterday?” Tears splashed down my cheeks as I remembered writing an email to the ladies in my War Room Bible Study. My email read:
“We never need to worry, who’s coming up behind us, because God’s got out back. “‘Then your salvation will come like the dawn, and your wounds will quickly heal. Your godliness will lead you forward, and the glory of the Lord will protect you from behind.'” (Isaiah 58:8, NLT).”
Earlier in the week our Bible study discussed the armor of God. More specifically, we discussed that most of the armor of God is up front:
· Helmet of Salvation
· Breastplate of Righteousness
· Belt of Truth
· Shield of Faith
· Sword of the Spirit
· Shoes of the Gospel
During the time when Paul penned Ephesians 6:10-18 most battles were face-to-face combat. There was no need for full body armor. The soldiers on the front line were supported and protected from other warriors from behind.
The day before the accident, I prayed and shared about God being our rear guard. As I stood between our cars, I volleyed my head back and forth. My car possessed only minor cosmetic damage while her crumbled car was towed away. Thank you Lord, for being my rear guard!
Have you experienced a time of divine protection? Please share when you’ve felt God’s got your back.
~April Dawn White
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|Andrew 7th grade & Rachel 5th grade.
“Cast all your anxiety on Him, because He cares for you.” (1 Peter 5:7, NIV)
“Hurry up and take the picture.” hissed Andrew and Rachel. The first day of school photo is one I will forever cherish, but the kids dread. Andrew is entering 7thgrade and Rachel 5th grade. After embarrassing my kids with a photo and a hug, I shout out, “I love you! Have a great day!” They run off, hoping no one heard me. I rub my hands together and laugh “My job here is done.”
I have my own first day of school tradition, coffee at Panera, with a group of other moms. This year marked the eighth year of meeting and catching up on summer adventures, the kid’s growth spurts, and overall concerns for the coming year. Before we disbanded our caffeinated selves to Target and Staples, I asked “How can I be praying for you this year?” Balance was the main concern. These women were sincere in their concern for balancing work, family life, parenting issues, sports, and homework. Oh how I can relate. I shared my own prayer request. My longtime friend Sherrita, laid a well-manicured hand on my shoulder and said, “Girl you gotta let go and let God.”
Let go and let God. She was correct. Over the years I have seen our faithful God work in her life. I think back to the time when she shared, over coffee at this same Panera, that her company was downsizing. Her secure job was being out sourced to another country. What appeared to be a crisis was the beginning of God’s miracle. After graduating with a degree in business, Sherrita chose to work for a large corporation. However, she secretly harbored a desire to own her own salon. After being downsized, my ever stylish friend enrolled in Cosmetology classes and much prayer. She is now a successful business owner of Fusions Salon and Day Spa.
I am thankful for the truth my friend spoke over me. Each passing day, God has used that coffee talk to remind me to “Let go and let God.”
What situation are you harboring that you need to turn over to Him? Let go and let God!
~April Dawn White
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Rest is a pesky four letter word that frustrates me because I don’t do it well. I openly admit to being a type-A, task driven, list making, perfectionist. I blame my personality for my inability to rest and relax.
How can I write about rest when this concept eludes me? I scribble in my prayer journal, “Lord, teach me to rest. Amen.”
The next morning, I awoke with two words on my mind: Rest Note. “Lord, is rest note your answer to my prayer?” Adding hazelnut creamer to a cup of liquid mercy, I ponder the meaning of rest note.
Familiar words of rest flood my mind:
“Come to me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”
(Matthew 11:28, NIV)
I found this treasure in the Message version:
“Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.” (Matthew 11:28-30, Message, emphasis mine)
God is serious about rest. He chiseled in stone this note to rest: “Remember the Sabbath and keep it holy. You shall do no work. Neither you, nor your son or daughter…nor you animals” (Exodus 20:6, 10, NIV). God himself did not need to rest, however He provided rest for us to watch and learn.
The words “Learn the unforced rhythms of grace” swirl in my mind, dancing in colorful tune. Perhaps, the words rest note referred to a musical rest note, not just God’s commandment.
A rest note is a musical symbol that indicates when to pause. A rest note is of equal value to other musical notes. A beautifully crafted song will possess dynamic notes and strategically placed rests.
In life and in a musical piece, a rest allows the listener to process the each musical phrase before the next piece begins. God is teaching me the importance of rest, pausing to process God’s hand as He orchestrates unforced rhythms of grace.
What area do you need to rest with God?
Swaying to the rhythm of grace,
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