Thursday, October 18, 2012

A Holy Experience Joy for Moms



This is a beautiful tribute to our Lord. This woman is amazing and her story touches the heart.
She joys in everything and seeks grace daily. This story of a frustrated mother is a poignant reminder to the fragile souls we  have been entrusted with. Praying the Lord strengthens us and that what spills out from the heart is pure joy. Imagine the love our children would grow up with. So happy to share this.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

Joyeux Anniversasire en Francais!

Joyeux Anniversaire en Francais!

I am surprised myself that my last blog entry was on 8 October. It occurs to me that I have been hanging on to a special day and have yet to blog about it: my birthday.
It was 22 Oct. I celebrated the last year I was truly happy and my girlfriends indulged my need to regress a few years. It turned out to be a most wonderful celebration. I was showered with love and appreciation and thoughtfulness. I saw God spread His sunshine and love on me in so many ways. After a less than perfect year, I felt fully loved this day.
Join me as I retreat to Provence, not actually in France, though, yes I know Provence is indeed in France, but on this day, it was a tres bon French restaurant within driving distance.
My girls-those hand picked by God to be my closest of friends, determined to make my day special. While so many friends gave me cards and gifts and showered me with love and lunches this birthday, and I am thankful for them all-each and every one-this blog is about these four special women I call my Steele Magnolias.
We gathered around the kitchen island, trying to come up with a restaurant choice. Five women can not agree on anything spontaneously and concurrently so there was quite a bit of suggestion, pondering, polite rejection of ideas and so forth when I took over research and arrived on a restaurant that was “perfectly Jackie,” as one gal put it.
It included a mysterious name-Anis; traveling-both to Atlanta and to Provence, as it was authentically French; a delightful, unique setting; and upscale menu options prepared by a master culinary chef. And, the setting, so perfectly appointed. It was indeed “perfectly Jackie,” or on this day, “perfectly Jacqueline.”
We drove in one car and laughed our dainty little heads off all the way up to the big city, reminiscing about lunches past, offering witty remarks, and throwing ever so gentle digs about my age this birthday versus my true age. I am not yet even over the hill (which, I am assuming is 50), but a Southern gal is very sensitive about such things. I am adopting my 80-year-old mother’s philosophy. She would say, I am not such and such an age, only my birth certificate is. Touché, mother.
The restaurant was a perfect choice. It was so very provincial. Anis had two dining options, an outdoor garden seating, which we chose and an indoor seating, which caught our eye later. I know we selected the right table because when we sat down, my friend gasped and pointed over my shoulder look behind you! And there on the garden fence was a rustic, metal art form of a ladybug-which holds very special symbolism for me. God has always offered me a ladybug in times when I needed heavenly confirmation. Today, I saw it as a heavenly wink, a birthday wish by divine appointment.
What transpired in during my birthday lunch was definitely divine. It was as if we had indeed travelled to France in honor of my birthday. The food was tres, tres bon. I was enjoying a full bowl of mussels in wine sauce, which immediately reminded me of the time I ate them in Marseille, France. Ooh, La, La! They were delicious and so different than what I would normally eat for lunch. Everyone ordered a delightful lunch including scrumptious salads and mushroom ravioli with cream sauce.
From our line of sight, we could peer into the indoor seating area where the tables were perfectly lined against the wall and perfectly appointed with white linen table cloths. On the wall was a perfect collection of interesting art as if it were an art gallery. The ambiance was romantic and interesting and stirring all at once. I loved this venue. Of course, we each had to take our leave to the powder room just to walk through the dining area. I was so inspired by this picture perfect setting; I stopped to take photos of the art on the wall in an area that was not populated.
Lunch, of course, included wonderful dessert to be shared, presented courtesy of the restaurant. There was a variety of melon sorbet and chocolate decadence, artfully styled. It was pleasing to the eye and the palette, and, to me, so much better than a birthday cake,
All throughout the meal, there were sounds of businessmen laughing over their lunchtime meal and streams of authentic thick French conversation. It was such a treat to transport us all as we dreamed of future travels together. Then, simply to put an exclamation point on a wonderful celebration, three Frenchmen came to personally wish me a Happy Birthday-Joyeux Anniversaire.
God knew every wish of my heart and attended to them all-I was in need of a great birthday celebration, to experience joy for a day, He saw my desire for good food, good fun, good friends, and He knows my ever-constant yearning to travel.
It was all so delightful as I experienced each moment and figuratively unwrapped each birthday gift sent from Him.
My girls showered me with gifts so perfectly selected. I don’t think I’ve ever been given more thoughtful gifts, full of so much love and joy. One friend gave me a beautiful embroidered and monogrammed writing notepad. I am quickly filling it up already. And a beautiful glass night light in the shape of a cross. Another gave a so many gifts leading up to my birthday-all of them inspirational and life impacting-and a beautiful crystal ladybug necklace in a ladybug case. It brought tears to my eyes. A tiny gold cross dangled delicately from the chain. Combined with the art form on the fence, it was a perfect symbol of God winking at me, confirming my birthday celebration and the path I am on.
The gifts continued: a travel magazine to inspire me, writing books to encourage me-an entire library of writing resources. And, the most touching: a silver and a gold bangle bracelet just because this dear friend wanted me to know God thinks I am deserving of it all, of both silver and gold. The gift was so much more than precious metals or glittery bangles to show off; the gift was full of love and helped me believe in myself and to fully feel the love God has to offer me. They were so much more than a generous gift; they were a gift of the heart. I treasure the gesture.
The love that flowed from that table and from the hearts of my God-appointed friends filled my heart and overwhelmed me with joy, and, okay, tears. Where there are girls, there are tears-but on this day, tears of joy. Through them, I am inspired, encouraged, loved, and ever aware of God’s love and all that He blesses me with.
As a souvenir, I retrieve a star of anis from the dessert plate. It is the restaurant’s signature spice to accentuate their namesake. Ironically, it is also a member of the magnolia family. It is another symbol of my steel magnolias. It is also a reminder of the perfect surprises God always has in store for me and the wonderful birthday celebration He laid out on my behalf in all its splendor.
What a beautiful celebration indeed.
Au revoir, Provence. C’est tres, tres bon!
Merci beaucoup, Anis!

http://www.anisbistro.com/

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Praise Him in Joy and in Sorrow

Eat, Love, Praise Him

In times of joy and in times of sorrow? Yes! Especially, in times of sorrow. He is the master planner. He is sovereign. For these reasons we can know the times are sorrow are for His purpose, too. As it reads in Jeremiah 29: He knows the plans He has for us. It doesn’t say the time it takes for Him to fulfill His plans in us.

Sorrow comes from pain and hurt and disappointment and confusion, but joy comes in times of sorrow knowing God is sovereign, relying upon Him to make sense of those times, and accepting that even the times that bring us the greatest sorrow are of Him.

Psalm 136, NIV reads, in part:

Give thanks to the Lord, for He is good. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to him who alone does great wonders. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to Him who by His understanding made the heavens. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to Him who divided the Red Sea. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to Him who led His people through the desert. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to the One who remembered us in our low estate. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to Him who gives food to every creature. His love endures forever.
Give thanks to the God of heaven. His love endures forever.

He is sovereign. We are here by His divine will, His divine breath.
He ordains when and that we are born and die from this earthly life.

Today it is with deep sorrow that I lead to find joy in Him.
A special child of God is struggling with a rare form of cancer and fighting for her life.
Her mother and family by her side, they find a way to find strength and hope and joy and delight in her life.

I pray it is not in God’s plans to give Mary Evelyn angel wings just yet and I pray that in His mercy He might come to her rescue with a miracle healing. I know that God is caring and loving and compassionate. His ways are not our ways.

In her short life, she has brought a community together in prayer. She has brought great joy and light to her family. Our compassionate God has given her family and friends time in this journey. Time for laughing and loving and playing and sharing, in spite of the cancer she is fighting.

Our loving God gave her family an opportunity to create family memories at Disney World just last month. And, for Mary Evelyn to feel like a princess as she tried on pageant gowns and sparkling ball gowns at Once in a Lifetime Events while her mother admired her and praised her. She was truly as sparkling and dazzling as any princess.

How confusing to us that such a delightful child, or any child, or any soul would have to battle such an ugly, unforgiving disease. Many do everyday in hospitals everywhere.
We go along our daily lives so often ambivalent to the suffering in our own communities. Certainly, we could offer our prayers for comfort and healing.

Mary Evelyn’s experience has reminded me to pray heartily for others in need. For those who are in a daily battle with medical conditions, whose time on this earth is jarred by events not possible of our human understanding. We are reminded that even in this; our God has a plan to bring it to a greater good; to increase the quality of time together, to jar a community of people, to leave an everlasting imprint upon our hearts.

I am brought back to Psalm 136 in which God’s endless love never fails. Even when in our human understanding, we can not make sense of sorrow such as this. God’s love, His compassion, His mercy never fails.

Rare is anything that compares with the sorrow involving a child. I am quickly reminded of the fragility of life. I stop in my tracks to beg forgiveness of our Lord. How shallow I have been with my own life, with the blessings He continues to shower me with. How I take His provision for granted.

I take pause to recount, no longer counting all my troubles as in prayers of the past week. And, indeed, by society’s standards, I have plenty to recount: unemployment, loss of income, financial crisis, maladies, physical recovery from an accident and so on, but in reflection, I have lost my focus on all the Lord has abundantly supplied.

The Lord is our great provider. The Psalm confirms, He provides for every creature great and small. And, He has provided for me and my family-shelter, food, clothing, just enough of our needs to be attended to and not enough to bring us to complacency, so that we might be completely dependent upon Him and lean into Him with deeper yearning.

My health is strong, though I might have a limp in my walk due to my knee trauma, I function. Though my daughter required a month of physical therapy, He stopped the damaged vehicle within one inch of her and provided her safety. Though I might be battling maladies, as do my children, they are nothing as the battle cancer requires.
Though my husband was sent to war, he returned without physical harm. Though my children act out as teenagers, they are home safe and sound and at night.

I am not talking about “all the starving children in India or China” as you may have heard in your childhood, someone always has it worse than you and you should be grateful for the lima beans on your plate, I am talking about our habits of focusing on our lack instead of our habits praying for others in their true battles; not battles of Life, but battles for Life.

I am suggesting a complete re-framing of our thoughts. To focus on the joy in spite of the sorrow. To see God’s abundant blessings, in spite of the constant obstacles and struggles we juggle daily. I am suggesting that we take time to be truly thankful for our Lord’s provision and to truly Joy in our Lord.

I pray that God has a different plan for Mary Evelyn and her family than circumstances would suggest, but I know God delights in His child, Mary Evelyn, and has given her a life of significance and that her family has been abundantly blessed as have her friends and community.

Thank you, Father for the love and support that surrounds her. Thank you, Father for the medical care and providers and the quality of care she is able to have in her time of need simply by being placed right here in our community. Thank you, Father for her smile, for the twinkle in her eye, for her life that reminds us to live in joy and to give thanks to you.

Friday, October 1, 2010

What brings you joy?

What brings you joy?

I love to meditate on the part of God’s word that says: “Joy comes in the morning.” Psalm 30.

It’s a gift I enjoy anticipating.

What brings you joy? Today, the though was tapping at me persistently as I was trying to get through the morning pain of my swollen knees from a recent trauma.
The thoughts kept fleeing through my mind.

Grocery shopping. I know, but I love it. I love the thrill of making wise choices and delighting in the plethora of foods available to us. I especially joy in a trip to Costco with promises of surprises on every aisle. I see the plump blackberries in the extra large carton, which promises me more than two or three berries before the kids raid them. I love the thought of an entire crate of crisp, juicy Asian pears. I smile knowing every time I open the refrigerator those little mozzarella balls, sold in a large container packed in water will still be bobbing around by the week’s end, calling for some fresh basil, tomato and balsamic vinegar.
Oh, and how I joy in going to the DeKalb farmer’s market. The variety of foods, the smells, the people, the goods from around the globe speak volumes about our world. I love discovering new fruits with my 10 year old in tow. We make a list and head home where she goggles each new discovery and we anticipate trying one on our next trip.
Additionally, trips to these stores means our dinner and lunch menus will be delightful: stuffed Jerusalem artichokes, butternut squash lasagna, lemon pesto chicken, fresh figs and stilton bleu cheese. Oh, good food, good eating, these things bring me joy.

With a large family of five kids and a large house to fit them and the belongings, my days are full of household chores. Most days I do feel like Cinderella; oh how I wish there was time to go to the ball! But, there is joy on the rare days I open the laundry room and everyone’s laundry is washed, folded and put away. There is joy when the carpets are clean from all the living that goes on here. It sort of punctuates that I am keeping up with the keeping up. There’s nothing like a sparkling bathroom and fresh sheets after a shower to bring me joy and the best night’s rest of the week.
When things are orderly, like my daughter’s room, which is just off the kitchen on the main floor, and the kitchen, which is always calling for a short order cook and a dishwasher, I can feel at rest for but a few simple moments. I can reflect on Joy that comes with calm.

I can anticipate actually having 30 minutes of free space that doesn’t come as a result of exhaustion, but as a result of peace and order. I can allow myself to feel the joy that the Lord has in store for me everyday, but that I’m too busy washing away with my Clorox bottle.


What brings us joy? Moments with our kids. A nice meal shared with our family. The end of a day well spent. A clean house, which means no further demands upon us. These things certainly add to our joy.
And, how do we increase our joy? Probably simply this: take time to reflect on our joy. Acknowledge the joy that is in our life. Ask God for more. Ask God to remove the clutter, so we can receive the joy He has in store for us.
Today, I am looking for more joy. And, I better hurry, the laundry hampers are empty, the carpets have been steam cleaned, we had a great meal of London Broil au jus and asparagus and I know by noon, it will all be creeping up upon me again.
It must be time for a trip to DeKalb.

Joy in your day! Joy in your life! Joy in our Lord!

Friday, August 13, 2010

Eat, Love, Praise Him Press Release

As Eat, Pray, Love opens in theaters today, I am asking Christian viewers to pause to consider the content and test it against their Christian faith. Are the ideas and philosophies consistent with scriptural teachings? Is the movie focused on prayer to the God of our Christian faith?

Is it simply a form of entertainment with a delightful, award-winning superstar, based on the life of a charming best-selling author with a sense of adventure?

Or are there ideas of mysticism, other religions and seeds of doubt placed before your eyes which could ultimately lead you off the path God intends for you?

I simply ask that you prayerfully consider the content of this movie.

Perhaps by following my blog, you may take pause to consider your beliefs and apply them to your life and your dreams in a meaningful way.

I am praying you will hunger for the truth and the real love Jesus Christ offers freely to you.

I am hoping you will find truth in my book Eat, Love, Praise Him.
I am posting a press release hoping to claim the victory and find a publisher for my book in the very near future. Whether it is ever published or not, matters not, for He has already claimed the victory for all of us. He knows the truth and sees the truth. He is the father of all truth. I hope this movie and my book give you cause to poke around at your own beliefs and wake up into the fullness of His love.


FOR IMMEDIATE RELEASE
Contact: Jacqueline M. Arnold
Email: eatlovepraisehim@gmail.com
Twitter: eatlovepraise@twitter.com

Is EAT PRAY LOVE Leading Women down the Wrong Road?

(June 1, 2010) – Elizabeth Gilbert’s life reads like romantic fiction in her sweeping travelogue EAT PRAY LOVE. Her soul-searching following a difficult divorce takes her to Italy, India and Indonesia. These exotic lands beckon and ultimately do not disappoint the reader hungry for all the juicy details of Gilbert’s quest for self-discovery as the bestselling memoir continues to captivate women for three years and 5 million books later. The feature film starring Julia Roberts will likely only add to the juggernaut that is EAT PRAY LOVE. But will women find truth as they travel Gilbert’s trail of adventure and appetite?

JACKIE ARNOLD was captivated by Gilbert after seeing her interviewed on Oprah and dove eagerly into the book while facing many personal challenges in her own life. But as she read she grew increasingly concerned that younger women especially would be placing themselves in spiritual peril if they follow the path Gilbert lays out. Easy compromise on essentials while claiming God-centered faith is the central problem of EAT PRAY LOVE. But there are so many other confusing directions pursued by Gilbert that Arnold felt compelled to answer. The result is Arnold’s journey into the heart of truth, EAT LOVE PRAISE HIM, Unpacking your Dreams on a Journey of Faith.

Presented in lilting prose, Arnold defends the faith with all the joy of savoring great food and travel found in EAT PRAY LOVE, while also inviting women on a pilgrimage to truth. Arnold is uniquely positioned to pen EAT LOVE PRAISE HIM. Her passion for travel has taken Jackie to over 30 countries and as she invites women to travel with her on the journey within, they will find real satisfaction for the hunger only God can meet. She encourages women to dream again and to follow God on a journey of faith.
Sample Interview Questions:

• Why are women so taken with EAT PRAY LOVE and what 'wrong road' will that lead them on?
• What are you hoping women will learn from EAT LOVE PRAISE HIM?
• Explain the premise of your subtitle: Unpacking your Dreams on a Journey of Faith.
• Tell us about your journey of faith.
• How does your emphasis on the importance of a journey of faith also take you on a different path concerning love and food?
• You plan to lead a trip to Israel in the future. What is the goal of this trip?

JACKIE ARNOLD’s experience with travel, food, and faith makes her a lively and entertaining guest. Her heart is to help women more fully live out their faith. She has worked in newspaper, radio, marketing and currently, as a freelance writer. She hopes to have an interested publisher who will commit to publish her book EAT LOVE PRAISE HIM by Spring 2011.

Wednesday, August 11, 2010

It takes a village and an online community of friends!

As a little girl, did you have a dream when you grew up?
Were you going to be the first in your family to go to college?
Were you going to grow up to be Miss America?
Were you going to marry prince charming?
Were you going to have a beautiful family?
Were you going to travel the world?

Well, I did. I had all those same dreams. And, the best part is, by God's grace, I've actually gotten to see many of those dreams come true.
Another dream I had was to make a difference in the world in a big way and to become a published author. While I have published a few small things-many magazine articles, tons of newspaper articles, a cookbook, and a couple of childrens books as a freelance writer, I haven't yet reached my dream to be an author. But, I'm working on that. The best part is, you can come along with me on my journey and help me become a published writer who really makes a difference in people's lives.

You see, traditional writing doesn't pay much, unless you happen to have a one-hit wonder, but writer's somehow are satisfied with the impact they make on reader's lives. For me, I have a message to share that will make a huge difference in people's live. It's a book that will encourage readers to unpack their dream and come along on a journey of faith. It's a book that contains the truth and will have a lasting impact. It's a book with a message that can keep Christians from falling asleep in their faith or from being easily lured into the traps of this new age.

My dream to become a published writer has its road blocks.
Traditional publishing can take months to two years to bring a book to bookstore shelves. And, gaining a publisher's interest is sometimes a difficult challenge.
I have a message that just can't wait. I have a dream that just can't be contained. You can actually help.

I'm just a typical Girl Next Door. I've had successes and failures, strife and joy.
Even in my forties, I am asking still "What do I want to be when I grow up?" I wonder if the majority of people are ever able to clearly articulate this and then make that happen? Kudos to those who do-the teachers, pilots, doctors and nurses. Us creative types don't fit so easily into a title and others simply get off course raising families and responding to life.

I still hold onto many dreams, hoping they'll come true. I want to be a published author, but no time more than now. You see, having earned several college degrees (a bachelor's and two master's), I asked God, what it is He wanted me to be when I grew up and He answered with a lightning bolt moment one day in the bookstore.
A writer! He wants me to be a writer, but of course.
But, it took two more years of sending resumes and praying to realize God was serious about my vocation and patient while I worked through the details.

Again one day, in the middle of bible study, He sent a lightning bolt moment with the Holy Spirit to motivate me and told me to write a book NOW!

Having recorded all the grace He shows me in journals, I reviewed the many times I would pray and He would answer me in scripture and grace. I realized God had been whispering to me in my daily walk of life for a long time. So, I set out to write a book called God Whispers. It was nearly finished in its roughest first draft in November when God opened my eyes to an international bestseller on the shelves at bookstores everywhere. It was then I realized, I was being called to write a Christian response to this book that was taking readers by storm, but away from God.

I realized then that readers needed a book option filled with truth. I realized then that God had positioned me to write a book called Eat, Love, Praise Him.

My dream of becoming a published author who makes a real difference is possibly just around the corner. But greater than my dream is my desire to live for Him and bring glory to His name. My desire is to help others know Him and see His love and grace in their lives.

All I have to do is show up for the job of writing and blogging because there is no way that I can write a book on my own merit and have it published with quick turn around while readers are in need of the truth right now. But, with a little help from my friends, God's grace, and the right publisher, all things are possible.

I hope you will take part in my dream and ask your moms and sisters and best friends and face book friends to spread the message about my book Eat, Love, Praise Him, and to link in and follow my blog (www.eatlovepraise.blogspot.com). The more readers, the more credibility for a publishing house, and the greater their interest to invest in my book. I thank you for following my blog and for showing your support.

It takes one or two minutes and a few clicks of the mouse to follow me and spread the word-viral marketing is the quickest way to get the word out. And, you have the power to do that. A grass roots gathering could help me gain readership and momentum and locate the right Christian publisher even before the movie releases on Friday!

Who knows, helping me achieve my dream could give you reason to pause and consider your dream. How is God calling you? What does He have dreamed for you?

For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, To prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Jeremiah 29:11 NIV).

Look for the press release as my next blog posting.
Pass my blog link around (www.eatlovepraise.blogspot.com)
And, look for my book, Eat, Love, Praise Him on bookshelves everywhere you find Eat, Pray, Love. (Praying its on shelves by Easter 2011).

I want readers to have an option for truth, so they can take a stand for truth and know the one true God.

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Heavenly Hamburger Helper

Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? (Matthew 6:26 NIV).

No time more than now have I had to reflect upon the words of Matthew. It's not surprise, we have all felt the affects of the economic crisis, and my family is caught right up there with our fellow citizens in the midst of it all. Two degrees, no job offers for me. My husband lost his job and two months later was offered a new position with a significant pay cut. Recently, the second job he holds to keep us afloat was cut due to the economy. We are feeling the financial crunch in a significant way. It is faith that gets us through.

My pact with God is that I will keep writing the checks to pay the bills, if He keeps providing the cash flow. And, He is an amazing provider.

With the most recent news of the second income loss, comes greater reductions. My recent fervent conversation with God was that I'd keep writing those checks, even this month, but in addition to the monthly bills, He would also have to take care of feeding my family until the next pay check. (As if He doesn't already do this, but it gave me comfort to specifically point out this need).

Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? (Math 6:26 NIV).

I, like the birds of the air, am not sowing, no job offers come my way. (Yet, I have actively pursued them). Not to mention, I am very focused on God's calling for me to write this book (Eat, Love, Praise Him), and care for my family. Five children are a huge gift from God and it takes constant work to manage and care for them. Where would a job even fit in at this time? It doesn't make sense, but God tells me to trust Him, keep praying, and walk in faith and obedience. So, I do my best.

Do you know how He responds? He is so loving and so faithful! Every check I wrote this month, He covered. And, as far as the feeding of my family? Here is the grace and humor He used to fulfill that prayer:

On Tuesday, a friend in need called me over. It was dinnertime. She had food, but no focus to prepare it for her family. So, I prepared it and was, ultimately, invited to join her for dinner (with my children).

On Wednesday, I was running my errands and decided to drop in on a friend to wish her well on a family trip she was preparing to take. As I was leaving, she asked, "Would you do me a favor? Would you take a casserole I made last night home to your family so I don't have to waste it?" And, she pulled out the loveliest chicken casserole I have ever seen. She had a handful of fresh vegetables that would have otherwise wasted on her week long trip away.

The next day, I tossed a salad and invited a friend to join me for the casserole. No reason to horde the food. God will continue to provide for our needs. Has He not already shown me that? That beautiful casserole somehow provided lunch with a friend and her daughter, two dinners for myself and family and a tasty lunch for me. It's amazing how He can stretch one casserole!

This is nowhere near the end of His grace.
The next night, I cooked up the vegetables my friend provided and made some fluffy biscuits from scratch for a perfect country vegetable platter. I'm a good southern girl, of course I have shortening and flour as staples in my pantry at all times. Again, we had a nourishing meal and full bellies.

The next night, we had a late lunch and were winding down our day near 7:30 at night. We were out in the neighborhood and my daughter and I smelled someone grilling on this typical summer night. The aroma was awakening family memories of summer cookouts past, our taste buds, and our tummies.

"Wouldn't you just love to have a hamburger tonight?" we said almost at the same time. Now, I can't remember the last time we had a family invitation to dinner at someone's house, but we jokingly said, "Yes! Why doesn't someone invite us over to cookout?" We continued our evening jaunt for another thirty minutes, enjoying the warm summer night. On the last leg of our journey, we passed a friend and her children, whom we haven't seen in a couple of weeks. We chatted. And, almost as if in passing, she said, "We're going to throw some hamburgers on the grill when we get home, if you haven't eaten yet, we'd love to have you and the kids over."

She did not know of our earlier thoughts of grilling burgers. How could this happen? How could she know that at now already 8 pm, we had not yet eaten dinner? We squealed in delight and agreed. After she left, we giggled over our earlier comments about wanting a hamburger and an invitation to grill out. And, how God heard our every word!

God has such an amazing sense of humor. Not only another meal, but grilled hamburgers-the request of our heart!

We darted home to rummage for the rest of the lettuce from the salad and onions and condiments to share with our hostess.

Of course, God wanted to show us that He had prepared not simply a burger for us, but a banquet. Not only did we have grilled burgers, they were smothered in grilled onions, mushrooms, cheddar cheese and bacon! These were mouth-watering, gourmet-style, grilled hamburgers-straight from our Father in heaven.

Our hostess was also going on a week long summer trip and offered us milk, bread, pizza and barbecue that she was planning to toss out before leaving!

I know what you are thinking. That the food and meals provided were charity, but you would be wrong. You can walk into my house at any time and see a pantry stocked with canned goods, and, until recently when the thermostat blew, two freezers full of frozen foods. These friends were not providing due to our circumstances. They were not yet even aware of the second loss of income. These friends, good natured and God-centered at heart, were following the calling of the Holy Spirit. God was showering my family and me with a week's worth of food and grace.

I am eager to do my own grocery shopping for my family in the near future. I love grocery shopping. It brings me pleasure. And, God always provides a bountiful harvest for my family. I have no doubt He will continue to do so.

This amazing week of God's grace has shown me how He is a great provider. How He feeds even the birds of the air and He will continue to provide and continue to feed my family, despite our current circumstances. I simply have to walk in faith and trust Him.

Imagine how peace might settle over our country at times like these, if each family would turn to the Lord in prayer and simply say, "I trust you, Jesus." Imagine the grace we'd see and the peace that would settle over our earth?

Imagine how even our tiniest offers of community touch the lives of our neighbors and friends. These women probably didn't know. They did what I have done many times before, they reached out to share with a friend some of the bounty God provides. In turn, they showed me and my family the very face of our Lord and His abundant love.

I pray that this week you see God's grace in a new way in your own life. And, you look for ways to share more of His grace and peace with others.