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Today is Priceless
Yay it’s Tuesday and that means Monday is over for this week! We have including today seven more days until Monday comes again! Tomorrow is Wednesday, wow, one more day until it is “hump day” and our week is almost over. Woo hoo, Thursday is Friday eve and I think I can make it one more day because the next day is FRIDAY!! Saturday oh Saturday is probably the best day ever because it’s MY day! Sunday morning dawns peacefully and then BAM it’s evening and Oh no here comes Monday………
Days get defined by the moments that fill them. Each day of the week has for better or worse been attached to ideas and perceptions of what it will bring. So everyday we slam off that noise maker that calls in the day as we roll out of our bed already having some idea of what our day will bring. For the most part the typical day is the typical day. Evening draws near and we shut our office door and begin to make our way home, wondering what’s for dinner and already thinking about preparing for the next day. Then life happens. The day is no longer defined by where it stands in the roll call of the calendar. It’s the moment that a young mother is told she has two weeks to live. It’s the moment that a young mother listens to her son’s last breath. It’s the moment that a child’s cry is heard for the first time and it’s the moment that you sit in the midst of a snow storm and your heart smiles because although your family is not all together they are safe and warm and happy. Our choice for what some moments will sneak into our day are not our choice but it is our choice to make it Priceless. So often we become trapped in our perceptions of what day it is and how that day was defined by the moments that were in it before; joyful, fearful, sadness and anger (sounds like a theme for a good Disney movie) that we completely miss the new moments that are waiting to happen. Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a future and a hope.” God knows the moments that are about to come into our day and it is our choice on how we define these moments. He knows that each moment will bring joy, fear, sadness or anger and he is there with his hand on our shoulder as we define our day, not to define the day for us but if we let him, to guide us into showing us why this day is going to be Priceless.

I share with you a moment that God sent me as I was driving to a meeting and going into a new direction of my life. I was nervous, excited and I questioned if I was going in the direction that God wanted me to go. I whispered a prayer and as I glanced to the left this truck passed me. I can rest in the moments that God sends me each day, and I can make them Priceless and precious for whatever they may hold. His hand is always never to far away on the plan for my day…
“Priceless”
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“Priceless”
As 2016 dawned we all look for ways to make a change for the new year, to make a difference in not only our world but make changes from our last year. There are so many challenges and ideas that are shared and if followed promise to make this year the best yet! There are ways to save money, lose weight, clean house, organize, de-stress, read the bible and the list grows each year. We so often accept these challenges and they may last a week, month or more. Some may even last almost the whole year. I am not condemning at all as these challenges and ideas that slowly start to waiver and get covered up to where they become less of a focus each day. Life happens and we don’t have the control we think we do, our best intentions and ideas get lost and covered up. (OK, getting to far into something that should be a whole other blog… save that for another day). One challenge that caught my attention was that we should find a word for 2016. I heard words such as “praise”, “prayer”, “faith” and “death” ( better explain that one—letting the negatives in our life die, “death” to old ways). I liked this challenge and I began trying to find a word for my 2016. This should be easy. Right? Nope. The Oxford English Dictionary has 171,476 full entries in use today, how hard is it to find a word that I want for 2016? So just like other “resolutions or challenges” this too fell by the wayside until a few days ago, God reminded me. For the second time in a day I had commented on a post on Facebook with a simple word that came to my mind, priceless. It was maybe a few moments later that I heard that soft whisper, “this is your word for 2016”. Priceless: having a value beyond any price (invaluable), costly because of rarity or quality (precious). Extremely important or valuable. Very funny. I just love how God happens when we are still. Claiming the word Priceless as my word led me to Luke 12:24 “Consider the ravens: they neither sow nor reap, they have neither storehouse nor barn, and yet God feeds them. O how much more value are you than the birds.” and 1 Peter 2:4 “As you come to him, the living Stone–rejected by men but chosen by God and precious to him”. God’s word overflows with how priceless we are to him. This word chosen by God for me for this year has given me His promise once again that I am valuable to Him, I am precious to Him, I am priceless! This word that was chosen by God for me for this year also commands me to find the value in the people around me and to find the value in why we are here, to find the value in the moments that God gives us and to make them precious and priceless. The world does not give us our value and if we let our value come from anywhere other then God it can always be taken back. The value God places on us is beyond any price and it is free, unconditional and is ours forever, it is priceless.
I challenge you to find your word given to you by God for this year. Add your word in the comments below to share. And remember you are priceless to me and more importantly to God.
High and Low
My son gave me a lokai bracelet which is a bracelet that is filled with elements from the highest point on earth and the lowest point on earth. The bracelet’s white bead carries water from Mt. Everest, and its black bead contains mud from the Dead Sea. These extreme elements are a reminder to the wearer to live a balanced life – staying humble during life’s peaks and hopeful during its lows. One weekend I was checking out at Home Depot and the cashier commented on the bracelet saying he like it. I shared what it stood for and he thought that was a unique idea then he shared a thought that had never crossed my mind. ” I wonder if those elements are really in there?” Hmmmm, I had never thought about that, I just had always thought that yes of course the elements were in the bracelet. Why wouldn’t it be! This then gave me another thought, if it really didn’t have the water from Mt. Everest or the mud from the Dead Sea did it change how I felt when I looked at the bracelet? Did that take away from it reminding me that no matter how low I go, I can stand up with hope? And if I get too high do I forget to humble myself? If there are no elements does this mean that the bracelet is worthless? Then the thought turns again. To have faith is to believe in what can’t be seen or touched. The bracelet is not something to have faith in but is simply to be a reminder and a symbol of guidance to remain in balance. To help us “stand tall” when the world knocks us down. Our faith in God is based on the same belief of something we can’t see or touch but as it touches us it guides us and directs us each moment of our days and nights. This faith is far greater than the smallest element from the highest and lowest points on this earth and as we allow it, it will keep us balanced in the strongest storms of our lives. So I cherish the bracelet and I smile as I slip it onto my wrist each time now, as I do not think of the elements that I may or may not be wearing but of the reminder of my faith in God’s grace and love that I KNOW I have and wear every moment of the day.
“Therefore, since we have been justified by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ. Through him we have also obtained access by faith into this grace in which we stand, and we rejoice in hope of the glory of God. Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy spirit who has been given to us.” Romans 5:1-5
God’s moments:
Yes this can cause a minor delay but it gives us a moment to breath in and breath out and witness God’s touch. If he uses so much detail in this artwork we are so blessed of his touch on the details of our lives.

I am Loved through the Ugly.
Good morning? Really, no way. I wake up with that nagging little pounding somewhere deep behind one eye that I know is going to travel up, over and around about until it reaches the top and yep, the pounding has grown stronger as it goes. Even without the now full force headache, I simply woke up in a bad mood. I am sure it wasn’t the blaring radio alarm that went off oh, somewhere about 5:30 am and kept on and on singing about a wonderful happy life. I know it wasn’t the fact that the little furry two pound Mason that was wrapped so tight in the blankets that weighed down my legs and I could not get my foot out to breath. Let’s say there were several reasons that I had a right to be in a bad mood. I did however stay with my recent commitment and I opened my “First Five” app (Proverbs 31) and read the message and the scripture. Mood didn’t sway. Headache still on. So I sat and meditated for a bit hoping that I could just will it away. Nope. Then I read the Proverbs 31 devotion for the day. Still not a budge. Strolled through Facebook, found the tribute by Kathy Lee Gifford to her husband. Yes the mood swayed slightly and the headache just a slight less for her words were such a beautiful tribute not only to her husband but also how grateful he was to be in the life that God gave him. It was not always an easy life and it taught him his faith. Kathy shared the message to choose your stone in life just as David slew the Giant with the stone, small in size but bigger than life in faith. So I went forward on beginning my day. Even after that beautiful message, I was still just sour! A block from work and God finally makes a break through. He had sent me message after message and I kept blocking and knocking it back. He kept telling me how big his love was, how we were to show Unity to the world and to show His love, to pick our stone that will grow a faith bigger than we can imagine and that He had given me another beautiful day to live. Ok, so what got through to me this morning when I struggled with each moment that I was coming in contact with? Another devotional from Proverbs 31 on the radio and the message was…. The days we don’t like ourselves, God still does! He sees past the ugly Chari that greeted the break of dawn this morning. He sees past the grumbling and complaining. He sees right deep inside to his beautiful daughter that he created. He loves me in that ugly moment just as he loves me in the beautiful moments that I am still and soaking him in. He loves me as I doubt just as much as he loves me when I throw my stone. Who would ever believe that I would not hear Him in His words of Grace and Faith but when He gives up and says “Hey Chari, you are pretty ugly right now, but guess what, I love you still and I see past the ugly to the beautiful” Yes, I began to see the rays of sun peak through the overcast sky and as I am writing these words, I look back and see that I had a beautiful day, because I am loved through the ugly.
Facebook Face Slap
I’m not the make up wearing kind of girl, so anyone that sees me today will see the red imprint of the face slap that God delivered this morning. Now we all know that God does not harm us but he does get our attention when he needs too. This has been a stressful week for me. Working a full time job, taking two
classes right now as I am working on my masters in counseling and having health issues arise that must be taken care of, I have found it difficult to pick a time that I can just be with God. I have six chapters that I have to read in my Multicultural Counseling class and four more on my Intensive that I have to attend all of next week. How can I even think that I can read the book my daughter bought me “My Best Yes” or even follow their suggested scripture readings? This is where God decided to wake me up.
My morning routine is as I open my eyes and glance at the clock, I will then pick up my phone to: check the weather alert I get every morning at six AM. I will then delete all the unwanted emails that must not show in my inbox, I will check to make sure I have not missed calls from my family and then I scroll through facebook. God: “Really, again? I have given you my protection, “The cords of death entangled me; the torrents of destruction overwhelmed me. The cords of the grave coiled around me; the snares of death confronted me. In my distress I called to the Lord; I cried to my God for help. From his temple he heard my voice; my cry came before him, into his ears. (Psalm 18: 4-6) He reached down from on high and took hold of me; he drew me out of deep waters. He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes who were too strong for me. They confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the Lord was my support” (Psalm 18: 16-18). I had put the phone down when I felt the sting of truth and picked up my bible and yes, this was the verse that jumped off the page I turned to and calmed the face slap I had just received. Immediately the words started spilling into my heart and swirling in my mind. I could not get to my computer fast enough to write these thoughts down.
Five years ago God saved me from those cords of death and he then whispered into my heart to share this promise and to give hope to those who feel that all hope is gone just as I did. I have kept this whisper on the back burner thinking I had to accomplish others goals first before I can even begin to think I was capable of doing what he wanted me to do. This morning with the facebook face slap that whisper became a roar and God won’t let me wait any longer, the time is now!
Prayer:
Thank you Lord for the sun that is shining through my window and that as you have given me this day to get up and know the promise that you wrote on me when you saved me from the cords that entangled me,that I can use this day to share that promise and that I can show the world that they have that very same promise. The promise of hope, of your love and grace that overflows and supports us against our foes. Walk with me through this day continuing to show me all the moments that I have to give to you.
In Jesus name,
AMEN
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Learning to just feel the pain…
Seven months after I had committed myself to starting this blog I am just now writing my second blog. Many valleys and mountain tops have been journeyed since January 2013 began. At the time of this writing I am still looking for the person that had stood so tall as the old year turned into the new. My feet firmly planted on solid ground, not many rumbles to speak of. The time came to find a place to call my home, a nice quaint, yet roomy apartment that would accept my two precious pups. Celebrating the achievements of my two littlest birds, my daughter graduating from the police academy and my son graduating from VMI. Saying goodbyes were just a few, my sister moved back to her home and my son moved six hours away. The most heart wrenching goodbye to my big brother. June 9, he was traveling to his sons home in Kansas where he was going to meet his first granddaughter who was three weeks old. His son who is in the Army was also getting ready to be deployed for six months. He left his home bright and early and made it to Kentucky before he started having problems. We don’t know if he was having health issues or just problems with mechanics, but several events lead to a fatal single car crash on the evening of June 9. We didn’t find out the news until the following day. I will never forget that phone call. The shock over took my whole being. I had not even begun to understand what my world was about to become. The pain began in the very center and like the foulest of weeds grew as the roots entangled themselves around my heart. Day by day I knew that all I had to do was lay my pain in the hands that had already taken all our pain, but I couldn’t let go. I couldn’t let go because I tried to win the battle myself. I thought that if I didn’t then I had not won any of my battles. So I felt the pain deeper and deeper. I wouldn’t pray for relief, not because I was angry with God but that laying down my pain would be letting go of my brother and how much I loved him. I tried to define why I was feeling the pain, then I found that I just needed to feel the pain, accept the pain, know the pain and let it go. My father knew my struggles before I did, he knew that I wasn’t strong enough to withstand what I was going to go through, not without my faith growing stronger. My faith was numbed, it was frozen and my pain was great. God knew that I had to feel the deepest to know the greatest. His hand never was far but it was far enough that I had to stand to reach it. My faith began growing again. As it grows it is growing slower and deeper. Deeper than the roots of the weeds of the world can reach. I know that I will still stumble over the rumbles in each of my days, I cry each day for the loss of my brother, but my heart is beginning to smile again. For God told me to be still and I did, and I saw his hand as I stood up once again.