Tuesday, March 18, 2014

Wanted: Job Title

My Father is an awesome God.  I wrote this post very early a week ago Sunday morning, but didn't post it.  I wanted to go over it one last time after I got back from church. Please read the post first, then I'll tell you how awesome The LORD is to me. This is what I wrote:

Is there a lost and found for job titles?  I’ve lost mine.

No longer a wife. No longer a mother.  What’s a woman to do?

From my earliest remembrances all I ever wanted to be was a wife and mother. No career aspirations. Except that. That was my career, as well as serving The LORD in whatever capacity.  

So, what’s a woman to do when she finds herself no longer an active mother – as all her children are self-supporting adults living everywhere but here?

A mother is prepared for the day when her children will “fly the nest”.  I did not suffer any kind of empty-nest syndrome, except for the months of August/September when I would ache to shop for school supplies.  Nine years later and I still experience those pangs come school time.

This woman continued to fill her life with ministry work and serving/supporting her husband and his business venture, just as she did for the last 40 years.

So, what’s a woman to do when she finds herself no longer a wife?

A wife is not prepared for her husband to "fly the nest".  

So, what’s a woman to do who now has no husband to serve/support?

What’s this woman to do?  My purpose in life abruptly ended…

Yet, my husband is still my husband. He just no longer wants to be served or supported – not from the wife of his youth anyway…

I’m still his wife, but not. I have a husband, but I’m not a wife. 

It’s no longer my job title.


I don’t know how to not be a wife.


So, what is this woman to do?

Is there life after 40 years of being a wife?  Of course there is. Ask any woman who has forged on after her husband has died. But, in the lost and found department of job titles, I’m definitely in the "lost" section.  

For this you can pray, if you are so inclined…


And now for the postscript:  

I closed my computer and went to church.  I entered into worship and immediately, I heard the Holy Spirit speak one word to me: "Daughter".  I knew in my heart what He was saying.  My job title is now Daughter of the Most High God.  

"Lord, I know I wasn't the best mother, and obviously I wasn't the best wife, but I will do my best to live the rest of my life being the best Daughter I can be", I sobbed back to Him.    

Two days later, I was praying with my prayer partner and I shared about the post and then going to church and what The Holy Spirit said to me.  As I was talking, she gasped.  "Oh my gosh, as you were telling me about the post, I was going to say "Daughter of God".  

We rejoiced in The LORD confirming His Word to me.  We rejoiced in His Lovingkindness, Goodness, and Faithfulness. We were thankful for those who are praying for me during this transition in my life.

For those of you who have been praying for me, I thank you. God is faithful. He meets needs.  He supplies.  He comforts.  He promotes.  He hands us our job titles. 

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Friday, March 7, 2014

Thirty-one Years Old

I’m “celebrating” me today or I should say, I’m working at celebrating me today.  So, writing this post is part of that "working at".

Today is my spiritual birthday. Thirty-one years ago, around 8:30 PM The Lord Jesus Christ gloriously saved my soul and began the process of healing me, delivering me, transforming me, and maturing me into the woman I am today. 

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I’ve worked long and hard to become who I am today.  For years I’ve willingly allowed The LORD access to the deepest, darkest, most frightening corners of my soul, so that He could heal me from traumatic childhood experiences. For years, I have allowed The LORD to change me in order to stand faithful and true to my marriage covenant.  

Because vital change has been so glorious-resulting in my life, I continue to lay myself bare before The Lover of My Soul. 

Whatever needs to be healed or changed, you still have my permission, LORD.  I trust You.

And so, thirty-one years later here I am – in need of emotional healing AGAIN. Still needing to be transformed more and more into the image of Christ; still willing to be changed, to be matured; still accepting Love by the One Who Matters Most to me.  

Jesus’ Extravagant Love permeates my being. He is The Lifter of my head.  He lifts me up to be able to look Him in the Face… 

…where there is no condemnation, just pure acceptance.

Therefore, no shame, no guilt.  (At least in my heart. My head tells me something different, but I’m working on that.)

And that is the Diane I’m choosing to celebrate today. A victor, not a victim. 

Thank You, my LORD God, for rescuing me thirty-one years ago. Thank You that the memory of that moment is still as vibrant was it was then.  Thank You that You have given me thirty-one wonderful years with You. Thirty-one years of walking with You, talking with You, worshiping You. You have given me thirty-one years of faithful companionship.  Thirty-one years of growing and changing because of, and into, Your Extravagant Love.  Thirty-one years of serving You and Your people.  Thirty-one years of studying Your most Holy Word, which powerfully transformed my heart and mind. Thirty-one years of testimony after testimony of Your great, miraculous power in my life.  

So, I will hold my head up today. Up to Your Face, my LORD, where I see nothing but Love and acceptance of me – the me You created.  Thank You, my Abba. I love you.  

Because of You and Unto You,

Sunday, March 2, 2014

Deadbolted In

I’m sitting here in the dark trying to find the words to express what I’m feeling this morning...


I feel as if the door to my world was slammed shut and locked tight, leaving me alone in a 2 x 4 space. 

Does that make sense? 

It’s as if the great big expanse that I’ve known as my “world” has shrunk down to a tiny 2 by 4 room.

A room where it’s hard to move freely.

And a struggle to breathe.


“When God shuts a door, He opens a window" comes to mind. Well-meaning friends have said that to me.    

But I don't find that comforting, nor is it Scriptural.  

And I’m assuming those who say it, truly have never known what it is like to have the door of your life slammed shut in your face leaving you paralyzed in the dark.

First of all, God did not shut this door to my world.  The enemy, who has come to steal, kill, and destroy me (John 10:10) did.  

Second of all, if I’ve lived all these years with an open door, why would I want to settle just for a small open window in the future? 

What my God did do was have my back.  The Holy Spirit moved a hotel clerk to pick up the phone and utter the words he did to me.  In the hotel world, he could have/should have been fired for what he did.  In response to my story, people have said that I should have reported him. But, why would I do that when I truly believe what he did was directed by The LORD?  

It was a God thing.

The LORD, Whose Eyes were ever upon me to show Himself strong on my behalf (II Chron. 16:9a) was at work protecting my back (Is. 58:8b).  He wasn’t going to allow deceitfulness to go on behind my back any longer.  And for that I bow before The LORD my God with a very grateful heart.

And what Satan has meant for evil in my life, God is in the process of turning for good (Gen. 50:20). Whether I can see it or feel it at this moment doesn’t matter.  It’s Truth.

And because of that, I will not settle for an “open window” in the future.  I will have full restoration. One day the "door" to my world will swing wide open once again. 

In the meantime, I trust The LORD with all my heart.

I am not leaning on my own understanding.

In all my ways, I’m acknowledging Him.

Therefore, He is directing my path (Prov. 3:5-6).  

I’ve that I’m certain. 

In the meantime, I’m sitting still in my little 2 x 4 world where it’s hard to breathe or move, but where I’m cozied into The Hand of my LORD.




         Where all is well (II Kings 4:8-37). 


...Can you relate?...I sure hope not!

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Monday, February 24, 2014

The Tsunami Created My 2014 OneWord

Thanksgiving 2013.



Totally unprepared. 

A phone call came out of nowhere which released a tsunami wave that hit me full force and swept me away in it's torrents. 

Treading water with no land in sight.



All that I am, all that I was, drowned.


A shell of my former self remains treading these torrential waters. 

No “soon-to-be-rescued” is in sight.

Life-altering changes. 

Fear of the unknown is a constant torment.

So, what could possibly be my OneWord for 2014?  I didn’t have to give it much thought. My word seemed to settle in my being quite naturally.  I guess The Holy Spirit knew before I did and planted His Word for me in my heart. 



“Celebrated” repeatedly echoed around me.  

Seems He wants me to receive, in the natural, the celebration that is continually going on over my life in the spirit realm. 

The Lord your God in your midst - The Mighty One, will save;

He will rejoice over you with gladness,

He will quiet you with His love,

He will rejoice over you with singing.
    ~ Zeph. 3:17

Years ago, I heard this quote: "Don't stay where you are tolerated.  Go where you are celebrated."  So, as this violent tsunami wave begins to rescind, I’m going to focus on a journey of discovery.

A journey of self-celebration.

To be “celebrated” in the here and now. 

To be "celebrated" even in the midst of this raging onslaught of waves of destruction.


No images come to mind.  I have no idea of what being “celebrated” in the natural looks like.  I do know that the wave that hit left me covered in filth and debris. 



Oh, so vulnerable.


The word itself scares me. 

So, I don’t have a clue how my OneWord - “celebrated" - will play out in my life.  But, I have a feeling that somehow - in the way only God can do - “celebrated” will be my life raft.

I extend my hand to you and invite you along on this journey of self-celebration through this year as I start writing once again.

Right now, I can't even begin to imagine what Diane being "celebrated" will look one year from now, when I've moved onto a new OneWord for 2015. I am ever so grateful to my LORD that my OneWord from2012 – “Extravagant Love” – and my OneWord from 2013 - "Friend (to Jesus)" - truly and powerfully remains intact. 

Regardless of the tsunami. 

And if other waves keeping hitting me, hopefully, "Celebrated" will remain intact as well.

What is your 2014 OneWord?  Please share with me.

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Wednesday, April 24, 2013


With the kickoff of CareVan and the writing of a curriculum, I haven't been able to post in a while now, so I guess it's best if I declare an official hiatus - at least until the curriculum is finished.

I love and appreciate you all. And MISS YOU!

Thanks for understanding.  Please stop by CareVan (one word) on Facebook! 

Enjoy spring!

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Thursday, April 4, 2013

Give the Gift of You

This is reprinted from GodVine:

Eight Gifts You Should Give

But you must REALLY listen. No interrupting, no daydreaming, no planning your response. Just listening. 

 (Oh, I have to be better at this!  Help me, LORD, to listen to others as You do me.)

Be generous with appropriate hugs, kisses, pats on the back and handholds. Let these small actions demonstrate the love you have for family and friends. 

Clip cartoons. Share articles and funny stories. Your gift will say, "I love to laugh with you." 


It can be a simple "Thanks for the help" note or a full sonnet. A brief, handwritten note may be remembered for a lifetime, and may even change a life. 

A simple and sincere, "You look great in red," "You did a super job" or "That was a wonderful meal" can make someone's day. 

Every day, go out of your way to do something kind. 

There are times when we want nothing better, than to be left alone. Be sensitive to those times and give the gift of solitude to others. 

The easiest way to feel good is to extend a kind word to someone, really it's not that hard to say, "Hello" or "Thank You".

Please share your thoughts.

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Thursday, March 28, 2013

In Remebrance of Extravagant Love

Last night at our small group, we did just like Jesus did on His last night with His beloved Twelve.

I led our group in our own version of The Last Supper.  We shared a meal together, then had a non-religious, but self-examining (I Corth.11:27-30) Communion in remembrance of Jesus, followed by a foot washing.

Last night was a special, holy time. Jesus met needs. Some very deep emotional wounds were healed. 

Tears of pain, tears of gratitude flowed.

This is what "Easter" is all about. Jesus going to His Cross for you.  For me.  

Our sins are forgiven because of His Blood that He willingly allowed to be shed.

Our bodies and souls are healed because of the torture He endured.

And because He is alive, we too, can live eternally.

No religion here. Just Truth. Just freedom. Just pure, extravagant Love poured out to mankind.

Now, that is "Easter". 

May your celebration of The Resurrection be joyous because of your gratitude!  Pour out extravagant love back to Him, as did Mary, who anointed Jesus with costly oil and wiped His Feet with her hair. May you be extravagant in your expression of gratitude as Jesus was in the display of His Love toward you.  God bless you and your family as you celebrate!

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Monday, March 25, 2013

The King and I

Anna and the King is one of my all-time favorite movies. The movie stars Jodi Foster and Yun-Fat Chow. The last scene in the movie - when the king of Siam dances with the English schoolteacher for one last dance before she leaves Siam for good - melts my heart.

The king loved the English schoolteacher so much that he let her go.  He could have ordered her to stay.  But, he didn't.  

Our LORD does the same thing. He loves us so much that He never orders us to stay with Him. He lets those who want to go, go.


He is married to the backslider. 

Married to.  

MARRIED to the backslider!
Return, O backsliding children,” says the LORD; “for I am married to you."  ~Jeremiah 3:14

He is longsuffering and patient. He just waits for His loves to return unto Him.

I hope you never experience a loved one backslide. It can be a living hell, for they truly become someone they never were before.

For it would have been better for them not to have known the way of righteousness, than having known it, to turn from the holy commandment delivered to them. ~II Peter 2:21
I've lived through it twice. My husband backslid many years ago. It was a long haul praying him back into the Kingdom.  And my oldest son has left his first Love. Like father like son?  

Oh, how I stand on the Promises of our God!  How I do believe that my son will once again cry out to our God - His God and King - The King he turned his back on and The One Who stays married to him no matter what.

Whenever I need a loving embrace, I close my eyes and picture my King and I dancing. My Lord Jesus draws me to His bosom. 

I picture it for my son as well.

And I will keep that vision ever before me. For I know he will return to dance with His King.

So, if you are waiting as I am for a loved-one's return, why not Dance Unto Your King in gratitude 
and as a sign of faith,

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

Mobile Van Full of Care

Right here in our own school districts, are homeless children. Most of who have moved often, some living in cars or old motels. Picture whole familes trying to live life in one small motel room or in a car...

Backstory: I used to homeschool my youngest son, Andrew. During his high school years, I taught him at our church. I was the pastor's secretary and Andrew was the pastor's...um....do-it-all guy. So, we would go in early in the AM, do school, and then we both worked in the ministry.

For two years, I also taught other children, including two who were homeless. So, I have a tender heart toward homeless students.
This logo had been on yellowed-paper for years -
awaiting its time. 

Secondary Backstory: CareVanI know you have never heard of it. In a small nutshell, CareVan had been a vision in my heart for MANY years. It was a vision that I wrote down. It was tarrying, but I waited. Long story short: Our pastor read the vision is running with it. (Habakuk 2:2-3), AND God gave me a team of two other women with the same heart and passion to work shoulder-to-shoulder with me.

CareVan is a mobile van full of care. We supply non-food essentials and gift cards (from local food stores, gas stations, Home Depot, pharmacies, etc.), we will pray, administer Communion, and even supply a library of faith-filled books for them to grow as we build relationships. Our CareVan is a mobile community lending a hand when and where needed. Even to those who don't want the spiritual aspect. We will not judge, just love.

The Scripture The LORD gave me many years ago is I John 3:17:
But if anyone has this world’s goods (resources for sustaining life) and sees his brother fellow Believer in need, yet closes his heart of compassion against him, how can the love of God live and remain in him?
We officially lauched last week and we are out and about purchasing the non-essentials. Starting with members in our own church who have needs, we will iron out the kinks before we stock the van and head to the streets.  There are still so many needs from Hurricane Sandy here on Long Island and so many homeless shelters.  From that alone we have a wide field open to us. 

(This is why I rarely get to read my favorite blogs anymore or post as often as I would like. I'm busy about my Father's business once again. HALLELUJAH!)

Ok, now back to the homeless: A high school district called my pastor. Hearing of CareVan, they are asking for school supplies for their homeless high school students. They have no more money in their budget for the basic supplies the students need.

My compassion button has been pushed - homeless kids and school supplies.  Oh, how I still miss buying school supplies every August!

Isn't our Father awesome?  He not only gives me the opportunity to once again buy school supplies, but also for homeless students...I love it!  Office-Max, here I come!

If God would so lead you, you may donate to CareVan. You can make checks payable to 
CCC CareVan or you can donate online on the church website: www.crossoverchristianchurch.  Please write CareVan in your memo. And please put a sticky note or something saying that you are from my blog. 100% of your donation goes to the purchase of non-food essentials.  Please mail your donation directly to our church: Crossover Christian Church; 4605 Wickham Avenue; Mattituck, NY  11952  

Do not feel obligated in any way, shape, or form however!  I did not share CareVan with you just to seek donations. You are my beloved Circle of Friends and I just wanted to give God glory for allowing me the opportunity once again to minister to the homeless and buy school supplies! 

Seven years of wilderness was the tail end to this long-awaited-vision coming to fruition. If that's what it took to ready me, LORD, I thank You! I give You all the glory and honor. Thank You for allowing me the privilege of lending a needful hand - with resources for sustaining life - to Your Children! It is my honor to serve You by serving them...

Because of Him and Unto Him,

Friday, March 8, 2013

Jesus, Immanuel (God With Us)

Be strong and of good courage, do not fear nor be afraid of them; for the LORD your GOD, He is the One Who goes with you. He will not leave you nor forsake you. ~Deuteronomy 31:6
For He, Himself, has said, "I will never leave you nor forsake you." ~Hebrews 13:5b
This video clip is a great visual reminder that in every place, and in every situation, Jesus is always present, because He is Immanuel, God With Us. We are never, ever alone. No matter what it looks like or feels like, the Truth is we are not forsaken.
May this video be a source of encouragement 
or strength to you today!


Have a wonderful weekend!

Because of Him and Unto Him,