Being Seen By God – Lessons from a shoebox

When life is going great it is easy to see God’s hand and speak freely about His goodness. When life is hard it is often harder to see God’s hand and easier to wonder where he is and if he sees us struggling and hurting. In scripture we see time and again when God’s children cry out and he hears their cries and sees them in their circumstances. God saw Hannah in her desire for a child(1 Samuel 1-2), Joseph in his betrayal (Genesis 37-50), the Israelites in their slavery (Exodus 1-15), the crippled man at the pool of Bethesda (John 5:1-18), and on and on. We know that God sees us in our situation, but it feels so different when we are personally walking through it. 

This past Spring I had the privilege to go on a trip to the Dominican Republic to be part of an Operation Christmas Child outreach event and shoebox gift distribution. If you are not familiar with Samaritan Purse’s Operation Christmas Child you can find out more information here. The short version is that shoeboxes are stuffed with gifts by people all over the world to be given to children all over the world as a way to open the door to share the Gospel through both evangelism and discipleship. Children are invited by their local churches to an outreach event in which they hear the Gospel message. They have no idea they will be receiving a gift. As the local church leader unfolds Jesus as the greatest gift ever given during the Gospel presentation, they are given a shoebox full of goodies as well as invitation to a discipleship program. There is no set packing list and no detailed plan for a specific shoebox to land in a specific, region, church, or child. But God is sovereign and sees us all. 

While on this trip I heard different stories about times in which the perfect gift was included in a box that met a specific need. Being a logical, and sometimes skeptical, person I always wonder if the story got larger as it passed from person to person. As we were passing out shoeboxes in a small cinder block church packed to the brim with sweet kiddos, we saw the kids’ joy as they opened their boxes. One 9 or 10 year old boy pulled out a basketball jersey that was in his box with great excitement. Through a translator we found out he collected basketball jerseys. I don’t mean high dollar collector items, I mean any kind of jersey. His goal was to have one of each number. He said he has numbers 1,2,3,4,6, and 7 but was missing a five. When he turned that Upward Basketball jersey around and I saw a big number 5 on the back all I could think of is that boy will never wonder if God sees him. 

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My question for myself was, “What is my #5 jersey?” What is the thing I hold on to when my faith and my feelings aren’t aligning? I love the father, who in Mark 9:24 requests Jesus to help his demon possessed son “if you can”. I can almost see the glimmer in Jesus’ eye when he says, “ ‘If you can’? Everything is possible for him who believes.” The father’s response is “I do believe; help my unbelief.” I hear you brother. I resonate! I believe God is all powerful, is all knowing, loves me deeply and sees me. At the same time those feelings, that often deceive us all, aren’t aligning with what we know to be true. It is time to find my #5 jersey. For me, that looks like remembering times when God moved in my life and I knew he saw me. When I was walking through hospice care for my dad and unexplainable peace calmed my soul; I knew it was God. When we got the new job after a job loss, but only after we were learned about the depth and gift of Christian community; I knew it was God. It was when I was having pregnancy complications but God led me to a scripture of promise for my son (who is now 24 years old); I knew it was God. 

If you are walking through a time and are wondering if you are seen by God, I encourage you to do two things:

1- Spend some time in God’s word in the stories listed above where God sees his children. 

2- Spend some time remembering your #5 Jersey. 

Also, it is almost national Operation Christmas Child National Shoebox Collection Week (November 18-25). If you would like to put together a shoebox of gifts that opens the door for a child to hear the Gospel message you can find out information concerning packing boxes, local drop-off locations, or how to build a shoebox online visit Samaritans Purse – Operation Christ Child. You can be a part of meeting the goal of 10 million shoebox gifts being collected in the U.S.

Finding Strength in Challenges: Lessons from the Vineyard

Have you ever wondered why life has to be so hard sometimes? This past spring my sister and I took a girls trip to Sonoma to see the beauty of wine country. During a vineyard tour I saw a glimpse into the beauty of challenges and obstacles.  

I was fresh out of a very challenging ministry experience and was working on processing why I was having to navigate a season of an unclear next step and overcoming the hurt of human unkindness. As the tour guide was showing us these newly budding grapevine branches, she began sharing how the best wine came out of the most rocky and inhospitable ground. The harder the vine had to struggle the more fruit would be produced.  If there was no struggle in getting through the challenging ground, the vine would only produce leaves.  There would be very few or poor quality grapes. The vines would be full of lush green leaves, but would not be fulfilling their true purpose – to create amazing fruit. For how often scripture talks about vines and fruit, I was hit right between the eyes with the correlation.  

Jesus tells us in John 15:4-5,Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing.” (ESV)

I have read this passage many times. As Christ followers we all say, “Yes Lord!  May I stay close to you so I can bear much fruit.” When I learned about the challenges the rocky soil in a vineyard creates I looked at Jesus’ words in a different context. Bearing rich, sweet, and bountiful fruit comes from challenges along the way. Jesus, as the vine, and us as the attached branches are pushing through the rocky soil in to receive the nutrients we need to bear much fruit. The branches are not digging through the hard dirt without being attached to the vine. Sit in that for a second…

We are not going to traverse adversity alone. Jesus is with us. Although it feels hard and we may wonder where he is in the challenges we face, we are never detached from the vine. He is helping us get everything we need to bear much fruit from our branch rather than just some leaves from which the sweetness of a Pinot Noir or delicious grape juice would never flow. 

Jesus goes on to tell us the result of us bearing much fruit in John 15:8, “By this my Father is glorified, that you bear much fruit and so prove to be my disciples.”(ESV) God is glorified and we prove to be His disciples. The fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control (Galatians 5:22) We learn and grow in this fruit through Jesus walking through the challenges of this side of eternity with us. I typically want that fruit, but want it to just appear rather than have to grow it. Jesus loves me too much to let that be the case. Look at what Jesus says in the next verse, “As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Abide in my love.” (John 15:9 – ESV). We are called to be the branch that abides in the vine because that vine desires us to abide in His love.  

Mull This Over… I encourage you to mull over the fact that Jesus loves us enough to grow us into fruit bearers, even when the journey is through rocky soil. Are you abiding in his love in the midst of whatever the situation? 

Walking Through It

2 Good Things to Remember When You Walk through the Valleys of Life —  Beautiful Christian Life

I have a tell for when I am deep in thought with something that is weighing me down.  I sigh.    I probably have always done it but a little over a year ago my husband started asking me what was wrong out of the blue, or so I thought.  He finally let me in on his secret – I was sighing… often.  Over the last fourteen months I have walked through my dad passing away unexpectedly, placing my mom in a nursing home, not being able to see my mom in person for almost a year due to COVID, and eventually watching her go through a week of hospice care after a stroke which left her unable to swallow.  My mom and dad both saw Jesus in 2020.  Yep, I was sighing …a lot.  To be honest I still am.  I was walking through the valley of the shadow of death found in Plasm 23.  Not my own death, but I walked in that shadow, in that valley, with both of my parents. 

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#AmericaStrong

Happy Birthday America!   There is no denying 2020 has been a tough year in our country.  I have personally been trying to educate myself on issues this country is facing from COVID-19, police brutality as well as heroism, and the hurdles specific to Black Americans.  To see the divisiveness and hate that is flowing from both sides of all of these issues has been heartbreaking… and then yesterday I saw something that reminded me why I love this country.  ABC News’ #AmericaStrong segment shared a video of a young woman singing the national anthem for her virtual graduation and was joined by a complete stranger that happened to be a trained opera singer.  If  you have not watched it check it out here because it was amazing.  The young woman said the moment was symbolic for us as a people to not try to out sing the person next to you but to blend and harmonize with them.  To see two people of a different race and gender with a commonality of music and the ability and heart to sing our national anthem in strength and harmony is what we need as a country.  

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Holding on to hope… and your fork

As a girl who has spent the majority of her life in the South, when someone says, “Hold your fork.” when clearing the dishes after dinner, I know exactly what that means. For those of you non-southerners it means that dessert is coming and if you don’t keep your fork you will end up with a mouth watering cobbler or banana pudding in front of you that you can’t eat because you will have no way to get it from the plate to your mouth. That is just not okay!! Continue reading

Our Seventeenth Summer

As many people are watching their kids graduate from High School as I write this blog today, many others are realizing how limited time really is with our kids. I recently read a blog that reminded us that we have 18 summers between birth and graduation with our kids. This equates to 936 weeks. The reality that this summer is our seventeenth summer with my oldest son really put this in perspective. Continue reading

What If…

My favorite part of a flight coincides with the most dangerous aspects of air travel; the take off and the landing. I am still pretty new to the travel deal, so it still has some novelty with me. Don’t get me wrong, the small seats and having complete strangers inside my personal bubble for hours is all too real; and don’t even get me started on the germs floating around in this flying tube that keeps circulating the same air. My point is there is something about the few minutes after we take off that reminds me of how big our God is. Continue reading

A Leap of Faith

Have you ever felt like you were being prompted to move in a direction but scared to death to step off the ledge of the unknown in faith? Well, the Winge family has stepped off that ledge and is moving to Houston, Texas. Those of you that have known our family are probably picking yourselves up off the floor. “What??? We thought you would be at Journey forever. Your family has been here since almost the beginning,” are some of the things you may be thinking. Let me assure you we thought the same thing.   Continue reading

Hiding From God

Have you ever thought if you don’t seek God He won’t seek you? Have you ever been in a situation where you don’t want to follow God’s plan and think you may be able to fly under the radar? It is kind of like when my kids were little, if I caught them doing something they shouldn’t they would close their eyes really tight thinking that if they can’t see me then surely I can’t see them. Whether they thought I could see them or not, I had been there with them the entire time. Closing their eyes never had an effect on me being present. This isn’t just something our children do as toddlers. We see it throughout scripture… Continue reading