Friday, August 30

early.
awakened
in night.  got jan
up. we ate klondike bars....
and cried.  oh, i don't want to
lose jan.  praying for jan's healing.

we get impatient with each
other, sometimes.  don't know
why.  it's friday again.  i am driving
home today....and jan's dear
friend is caring for her over the
weekend.  i hate to leave her.

"Jesus, Jesus...how i trust Thee.
how i've proved Thee o'er and o'er.
Jesus, Jesus...precious Jesus.
oh, for grace to trust Thee more."

brandt is three hours
later than west coast.
he called last night
from fire station.  such
a good talk.  i put it on speaker
phone so jan could enjoy.

i don't think there's a co-
dependant bone in jan's body.
me?  i'm always trying to keep
the world happy.  i think it's
the most difficult part of our
relationship.

i received probably the most
scathing comment of my career
a week ago.  that i pity myself.
that i feel sorry for myself.

do you celebrate
the glory of the risen Savior?
do you realize that we all have
blind spots?  do you long to be
more like Jesus?

i do.
oh, i do.
God's truth is marching
on.  and i've learned there is
a thread of truth in every
criticism.  must go.
may we pray for each other
today.  and march to victory.

brandt and colben


Thursday, August 29

i saw the beauty of Jesus
today.  when a lovely lady
came to jan and me while
we were pumping gas.  she
had no money, but her eyes
were glistening.  when we spoke
the name of Jesus, the sky lit to
a clear, pure blue.  and we helped
her a little.

jan and i stopped at her
favorite little dress shop,
and we told the sales' clerk
that one could feel the warmth
of shining love when we reach
out and touch the fingertips
of God's vast grace .. 
and she said her heart yearned
for that.

i have been with jan
while tom and their son, nash,
are at a 60.2 mile race.  had
to call an ambulance for jan.
found out with latest catscan
that my bones did not fuse in
my foot so surgery is a must.....

BUT...
"bless the Lord,
oh, my soul,
and ALL that is within me....
bless His Holy Name...."

"He has done great things...
He has done great things...
He has done great things..
bless His holy Name.."

we have been eating
chocolate eclairs.  and
pinkleberry frozen yogurt.  and
lots of gummy bears.

"But Lord, be merciful to us, for we have waited for you. 
Be our strong arm each day and our salvation in times of trouble."
~ Isaiah 33:2, NLT ~ Isaiah 33:2, NLT

if we don't cut back on sugar,
mercy will be our war cry.  smile.

Sunday, August 25

my fast, hurried, disjointed blog
yesterday was done with a good heart.
i so wanted to give you
something on a lazy, easy, saturday
morning that would inspire you
to pull on your running shoes of
life....and watch God surprise you
with answers to prayers, and glorious victories where you
needed them most.  

however, tom asked me to drive
him to the train station in sacramento..that would take him
into the city (san francisco)
where he would meet nash for
their flight to europe....and nash's
62-mile race in the alps. jan is
too ill to drive, and i'm taking
care of her some of this time.

so....
i was sitting on my bed.  still in
p.j.'s. writing almost as fast as
a jet breaking the sound barrier.
racing.  heart in earnest as i said....
but the outcome was tacky...and
hard to follow. please don't judge
me. i had the blog posted before
reviewing it.  dashed to my car
in my p.j.'s. drove almost an hour
to tom and jan. and made it to
the train station in time.

it is dark outside.  jan's asleep.
and i had to find this blog (yesterday's) because i instinctually
felt it wouldn't be worthy of God's
assignment.

i'm too sleepy to give you
what i want to share, but i will.
bottom line, the Race is all
about love.  God's beautiful heart
living in us.

today is the Sabbath for most
of us.  enjoy Jesus. lay your
burdens down.  sing and clap
and raise your hands in praise.
let's celebrate the easy and difficult,
knowing God is using it all to
build us in the faith...and help us run this glorious, difficult Race 
so that Jesus will be glorified,
and we'll cross the finish line
to the glorious City.

until later.
asking forgiveness.
i love you.

Saturday, August 24

today,
i go to jan's
until her friend
flies in from cleveland.

tom is travelling with nash
to europe, where nash has
trained hard for a 50-mile
race in the alps. tom is the one
who planted the running bug
in all of us.  i'm praying for
nash (a gruelling feat).
august  30.

some people are created to run
long distances; others, sprints.
if we have knee problems, we
usually must drop out of at least
long-distance pursuits.

following Jesus is so much like
running the races.   it is never
a part-time effort.  it takes constant
focus and dedication.  we fall.
get lost now and then.  get pushed
and shoved.  hurt. sometimes,
there are injuries along the way.

but Jesus calls us...
to run and win.
to hold onto His joy even
when the wind and rain
are beating us..and pushing us
around.  to trust Him even when
someone pushes us off the
path when we get distracted.

fellow warriors,
keep your eyes on the course.
when it's extra rough, cry out
to Jesus. the Author and Finisher
of our Race.  always stop, if you must, to help a brother or sister.
in difficulty.  we are never to
focus attention on ourselves.
our faces toward the Son. the
breeze and sweet aroma of His Presence is what keeps drawing
us.  what is our joy.
.
when we fall,
we must get up.
keep the rhythm.
shut the noise
of dissenters out.

sing.
what a choir.
everyone running toward
the goal in Christ Jesus.
don't allow mud and rocks
to defeat you.

when we've finished our
course...and see Jesus face to
face...all our trials will be over.

Victory to the One who Is
and was and will forever be...

our Song and Hope.
no more sorrow. no more crying.
in the sweet by and by.
just you and me and Jesus.
our children who left us early
in our arms. friendships rejoined.

i'm thinking of
each of you today...
praying for you.

"it will be worth it all when
we see Jesus..."

Thursday, August 22

the beautiful, little family i've been with a lot...
trying to assist the ill
mother of six...
invited me to dinner
tonight.  yummm.

steak on the grill. watermelon.
real mashed potatoes. zucchini
and portobello mushrooms.  it
was really lovely. at 9:30p.m.,
as i drove home, a light
flashed on the dashboard.
something about checking tire
pressure.  what if a tire flattened
on a dark country road?  i was
alone. one gas station a road over.

Jesus is so magnificent.
opening doors for me to share
Him.  on days when i need and
i yearn to speak His Name.

"Jesus, please give me the
perfect person to help me."

a young guy is pumping gas.
big truck.  "sir, can you help me?"

another guy walks by.
"hey...can you go in and tell them
to turn the air on?"

he gets behind my wheel.
backs the car to the air pump.
pulls out a little flashlight.  grabs
the gauge. pumps perfect level of air in.   
two back tires.  job done.
for him, as easy as breathing. for
me, it might as well have been
russian.

"hey! i don't know if you know
Jesus, but i  love Him. i count on
Him. when i drove in, i simply asked
Him to give me someone to help."

"and nate, Jesus hand-picked
YOU.  here's a little cash...and thanks.
remember! God LOVES you! " his
smile is wide.  my eyes are shining.
it's all about that Name.

dance with me.
listen to the choir and the birds
in the trees and the oceans roar
as the tireless Lord of the
universe goes about His glorious
duties of the day.

and as we,
inspite of setbacks and hardships,
respond to Him.  singing our hymns
and watching...waiting....for every
moment Jesus gives us to speak
love and show mercy.   there is
a River...that never shall run dry.

come, Jesus, come..
run, River, run.

"the lines have fallen to me in
pleasant places; yes, i have a
good inheritance."  psalm 16

Tuesday, August 20

it's been one of those
days that doesn't fit.  where
i knew i was an inconvenient
traveller.

i had my catscan on cd  to
deliver to my orthopedic surgeon.
on time. almost there when i
suddenly became filled with
anxiety, and pulled into a gas
station...to use the restroom.
instantly, there was a swoosh....
and diarrhea poured out of me.

the bathroom was only for
personnel.  i stood there..white
pants...in disbelief and utter
humiliation.  the salvation army
was across the street.  the
place where some angels reside.
crying, a woman led me to a
bathroom.

missed my dr.'s appointment..
went to Jan's to strip and wash,
but she was busy on the phone...
and i was in the way. an inconvenience.

"Jesus says, and we know that all things work together for good...
to those who love God and are
called according to His purpose."
romans 8:28

i know this is alittle raw to talk
about.  to have the entire market
stand around, staring at me....
and i can't move.   but..

if Jesus tells us it all works
for His good, then we must
believe.  even on crooked,
lopsided, seemingly misplaced
days we never want to remember.
we must just take life as it comes.
trust God and move on.

Sunday, August 18

"all to Jesus, i surrender.
all to Him, i freely give.
i will ever love and trust Him...
in His Presence daily live....

"i surrender all ..
i surrender all. all to Thee,
my blessed Savior.  i surrender
all."

"Lord, i give up all my own plans
and purposes; all my desires and
hopes, and accept Thy will for
my life.  i give myself, my time, my
all utterly to Thee to be thine forever.
fill me and seal me with Thy Holy Spirit. 
use me as Thou wilt.  send
me where Thou wilt.  WORK OUT
THY WHOLE WILL IN MY LI FE
AT ANY COST, now and forever."
betty scott stam, missionary

with God's help,
i surrender my life to Him.
my feet and His answer for their
healing.

i surrender my children, who are
His magnificent gifts to me. they
are my life.  my dreams come true.
oh, may they always know how
much Jesus loves them.  that they
are shaped for greatness in
His Kingdom.

i surrender jan, and her cancer.
i praise You, Lord, for all the victories these past six years.
and praise you for what the future
holds. i can surrender because
You are a trustworthy God.

because of Your awesome power,
i surrender my neighbors to You.
every potential opportunity to
love them to You.

and
i surrender
my comrades...
my fellow warriors...to the Race
we must run.  to the mountains
looming ahead and the sorrows
You may ask us to walk through.

"glory, glory hallelujah..
His truth is marching on!!!!"

there's a sunrise for you
this Sabbath weekend.
watch for it.  i love you!!!   ann

colben