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Author Archives: Nicole Vaughn
>Remembering Priorities
>We can be saved but choose to spend our lives in fruitless activity (1 Corin 3:15). On the other hand, we can understand our salvation to such a depth that every moment becomes an offering given back to God. Our works will not be tested by their appearances, our level of enjoyment, or others’ opinions. It’s the fire of God that will reveal if we have lived with this world or the next in mind.
—Regina Franklin
The other day my girls had basketball practice. I was sitting and spectating the practice. I brought my current Precept study to work on while I was there. I am better able to sit back with my mouth shut if I bring something else to focus on while I am there. The coach in me has a tendency to just rise up and I am always so thrilled to see dad’s involved in things these days that I try to keep my mouth shut when there’s actually a dad, a man, leading.
Anyway I am sitting and watching and there are also other teams practicing and other kids just in the gym. I spot a mom working with her daughter on her shots and dribbles and instantly I feel condemnation. I think how I haven’t worked with my girl out in the yard or in the gym like I should have. I know basketball. I played. I know the game. I have even helped coach in the past. My girls are both very athletic and determined and competitive. I think at this time that I am failing them because I am not helping them reach their potential in this area and that maybe I need to devote more time to teaching them basketball skills.
As I am feeling all this condemnation one of the little girls in the gym comes and sits beside me.
She sees my Bible open and my Precept notebook and she asks me what I am doing.
I shared that I was working on my Bible study homework and I told her how I was teaching a study on spiritual gifts. She looked at me like a deer in headlights. I then explained how God gives us all a spiritual gift when we receive Jesus as our Savior so that we can serve Him and His body.
She still looked lost and said “what?”
So I shared that a spiritual gift is how the Holy Spirit works through us and shows Himself in and through us.
She still looked lost.
I then shared that when we understand that we are a sinner and we believe that Jesus was born and that He lived and that He died on the cross for our sins and we ask Him to forgive us our sin and we receive Jesus as our Lord and Savior, He then puts His Spirit in us so that He is always with us and our spiritual gifts come from His Spirit in us.
She then said, “oh… we don’t go to church, we just don’t have time, you know how it is…”
I smiled and said, “yep, it’s very easy to get out of the habit of going to church, but it’s really important that we find the time…”
She then grabbed her basketball and was off to play again.
I then remembered my priorities.
Yes, I could devote hours out in the yard or in the gym with my girls perfecting their lay-ups and jump shots, but in the light of eternity is that really time well spent if it means I sacrifice the hours needed to perfect them in Christ?
Yes practice on the court can make wonderful memories and yes it is good to be an active part of teaching our children in every area and aspect of life.
Yes I can teach my children eternal spiritual things and temporal things and sports are wonderful to teach our children discipline, determination, teamwork, and how to win and lose in life…
But let us always be purposeful to keep all things in the right place of priority.
has left me to do all the serving alone?
>It’s Personal
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Romans 10:13 declares, “for whoever will call on the name of the Lord-will be saved.” Paul is quoting Joel 2:32, a prophet in the Old Testament Scriptures. The way of salvation has never changed.
>Lessons Learned The Hard Way
>I never really know what I am going to find when I pull out an old notebook. I am about to place a Mary Kay order and my aunt asked me to look up a color eyeshadow and lipliner she used a few years ago, so I went to my notebook that held all my MK order stuff. I kept a list of the regular products my customers used so I could keep those products in stock. I haven’t kept stock for a while, so it’s been at least three to four years since I have been in this notebook. As I was looking through the pages for my aunts favorite stuff I discovered a list I had made in the back of this notebook’s pages titled, Lessons Learned the Hard Way. It might have been up to seven years ago that this list was made.
So I thought I would share: (paranthesis and italics not in original list)
>Choices
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>Tongue Taming
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And they go down into the innermost parts of the body.
And crush me with words?
A liar pays attention to a destructive tongue.
But perversion in it crushes the spirit.
Proverbs 15:4
And the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
But he who restrains his lips is wise.
Who may dwell on Your holy hill?
And speaks truth in his heart.
He does not slander with his tongue,
Nor does evil to his neighbor,
Nor takes up a reproach against his friend;
>Dragging…
>So I have not posted since… the 12th I think, that was last Wednesday. That’s pretty unusual for me. I am usually a daily poster, but the past few days have been quite dragging. I am in a place today of feeling like a weight is baring down on me. It’s a strange tired. It’s a tired that I usually can shake out of, but today it has lingered on.
Ever had those days?
It’s not a blah day really, it’s truly an unseen heaviness.
It could simply be that thirty-five is creeping up on me and I am feeling the weight of too many nights in a row of not getting in bed before midnight…
It could be that I am still in the hormone slump of my female stuff, as I continue on. I find myself anaemic quite often…
Or it could be the spiritual oppression that always hits around this time of year. The enemy of my soul always seems to up his anty during my church’s fall drama The Judgment Seat. It is well under way, opening night is two weeks from today.
Either way… I have been short with my girls for no real apparent reasons and I don’t like myself at all right now. I feel tired, weary, heavy, and grumpy. My shoulders are slumped and my back is not straight and my head is not held high. I am by no means at this moment rejoicing in the Lord, or counting anything all joy, I most certainly could not be a light to anyone in this state of my flesh.
So as I shove down my second cup of coffee and pour my third in a carry-out cup, we head out the door for basketball practice…
Tonight I think I will plan to be in the bed before midnight, no matter what gets left undone.
>Power of a Praying Husband
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As her belly grew, she felt a great struggle within her, and Rebekah went to inquire of the Lord. This is the first recording in Scripture of a woman seeking God in prayer.
>Answered Prayers
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>Worth the Cost
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