This morning as I ran, I thought about the word GLORY.  We talk a lot about God’s glory.  We sing about “glory”.  We cry “show me Your  glory”, but what does it really mean?

As I pondered GLORY, the Lord drew my attention to the path of roses I pass on my run.flower

Most were still weighed down from the onslaught of recent rain.  Beautiful blobs of amazing color bowing to the ground.  Some had begun to raise upward to the emerging sun.

In that moment I understood glory to be evidence.  Glory is a presentation of God’s magnificence; a glimpse of His majesty, a portion of His residing presence revealed unto us.

The verse from John 15:5 came to me,

” I am the vine, you are the branches; he who abides in Me and I in him, he bears much fruit, for apart from Me you can do nothing.”

Anything that is of worth or value ultimately originates from God, our creator.  He is the only true source of every good thing.

As we abide Him, His glory resides in us, not unlike the beautiful rose on a bush.  And though the storms of life come raining upon us, and the winds of adversity whip us about; still the beauty of His presence remains.

The rose bows it’s head from the weight of heavy rain, but it doesn’t loose it’s vibrancy or fragrant aroma.  When the sun comes out, it quickly lifts to once again reflect the splendor of that which it was created from.

Jesus is the ultimate glory of God.  The Spirit of God is the one who continues to draw people to that glory and dispenses it in and thru the people of God by way of Jesus.

For from Him and through Him and to Him are all things. To Him be glory forever.”  Romans 11:36

If your looking for something magnificent, look around and BEHOLD His glory is everywhere!!  Take time to drink in the goodness of His presence as you recognize Him all around you.  If you really look, you won’t be able to miss it!





Don’t Stop!

Sat. 10/26/13

To do a marathon, you need to spend time putting in mileage BEFORE your actual race.  Each week includes regular runs plus a progressively further long run.  Yesterday was my long run day.  I hadn’t even gotten to my halfway point when my legs began to feel sluggish.

I continued on a new path to pick up extra mileage.  The road seemed to go on forever with no sign of my planned turn around point.  After another hill, I seriously contemplated where I could access a phone to call my husband so he could come pick me up.

Then, the words of Ross Perot came to mind;

Most people give up just when they’re about to achieve success. They quit on the one yard line. They give up at the last minute of the game, one foot from a winning touchdown.”.

Ugh!  I trudged up the incline and mentally committed to one more wooded bend.  After the bend, I caught sight of Highway 380.  Finally, my turn around point!don't stop

I still had the trek home, and my legs felt like sand bags, but I had made it to the furthest point.  The rest would all be downhill… figuratively anyway.

Life really is like a marathon.  You can’t do a marathon without putting in some serious mileage. You gotta STAY THE COURSE.  There’s only ONE WAY to go and that is to “keep on, keeping on”.

Don’t stop just because you don’t feel like going on. You CAN do it.  Whatever the race, task, goal, relationship or dream you are called too; it will be worth all that you put into it.

At the end of all those miles, it feels great knowing I’m right on track, preparing for the race I’m called to.

What’s your “race”?  Is it a relationship that needs tending?  A dream that needs some “feet”?  A business endeavor?

Check your game plan, see where you are in it, and press on!

What if…


This whole writing and blogging thing drives me crazy.  Every day I have something to write, but I’m always blowing it off, rationalizing that nobody cares what I have to say and I’m not much of a writer and I have no TIME.whatif2

I am continually compelled to write, and yet I’ve hardly written “Jack Squat”.

I was talking with God about this and two words kept popping in my mind.  WHAT IF.  Here’s how the conversation followed.

God: “WHAT IF, Shelly.  What if you’re right, and you’re not a good writer, but I want you to write anyway?”

Me:  “But God, I don’t want to make a fool of myself.”

God:  “Hmmm. OK.”  Silence.

Then it hits me.

Me: “Is there anything more foolish than ignoring what God calls you too?”

… and how many times have I declared I would do anything for God?  But write?   Ugh.

I’m an unsophisticated writer.

Me: “Really God?”  Deep within, His Spirit stirs a rumbling in me.

“Okay… so what do I write, there are so many writers and bloggers and greats and who am I?”

God:  “You’re MINE.”

Again!  He’s says that ALL THE TIME.  (And I need to hear it.)

me: “What about time?  I’m so busy.”

God: “Oh, you mean like spending time on Pinterest, doing puzzles and projects or watching tv?”

I know He’s not telling me these are bad.  He’s just pointing out that I could manage my time better.

 me: “Okay.  So here I am.”

God: “Okay.   So there you are.  So write.”

Me:  “but God, You didn’t answer my question.  What do I write?”

God: “Anything child.  Write our conversation.  Write anything.  It’s not about your talent or ability.  It’s about Me.  You and Me and LIFE.”

Me:  “I know this God, but I don’t understand.  It doesn’t make sense.”

God: “Does it have too?  What if it does make sense to Me, and you simply are unable to understand?  What if it’s just about you being MINE and doing what I’ve called you too, just because you are Mine?”


God: “Shelly, what if I call you to write every day for the rest of your life and no one but Me sees it or likes it or cares?  Would it all be a waste?”

Me:  “Oh God.  I know the right answer.  But…”

God:  “but what?”  (as if He doesn’t already know my thoughts!)

God:  “My child, you are called by Me for MY PURPOSES.  It’s not for you to understand, but simply to listen to Me and follow Me.  No one except ME is asking you to fulfill a purpose.”

You are called to be a wife, a mom, a daughter, a sister, a friend, a servant.  Those are an important part of My plan, but more than that, your purpose is OUR RELATIONSHIP.

I want your heart.

And I want you to write that and share it, and not to be concerned with what anyone else thinks about how you do that.

Are you seeking the approval of man or Me?”

Me: “It’s been man.”

God:  “I know.  But it’s time love.  My giftings and calling are irrevocable.  It’s okay if you’re not good at using it.  But child, it’s up to you to use it.”

What if.  What’s your “what if”?

Do you know that which you are called too, and are you walking in it?

We all have something God places deep within us; a key ingredient He placed in you when He designed you.

Do you recognize it?  Do you use it? Have you forgotten it or has the business of life snuffed it out?

What if? God says that His giftings and callings are irrevocable.  They’re not conditional on our ability, just our availability.

What if there’s something hidden deep in you, which you’ve forgotten for a long time.  What if it’s not too late?  What if now is your time to draw near to God and embrace that special something he wove into your very being?

Just remember, it’s not about the gifting or calling. It’s about Him and you.  The gifts are a means and a unique expression of Him in you.

“for the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable. Romans 11:20 (NAS)

Who are you running with?

If life is a marathon and you consider yourself IN the race, then who are you running with?

The first time I entered a race with someone as a team, it was with my son Jake when he was only two.  He cried the whole 50 yards of the Diaper Dash.  Years later we called him Crazy Legs for his quick sprint speed, but that first race was not at all what I had planned it would be.colorrun4

Like life, every race turns out different than we envision from the training perspective.  Regardless of how a race turns out, the best part is who you are in the race with.

In the last couple years, we try to get in annual family race in.   For the first one, a group of friends joined us in the Muddy Buddy.   We slopped thru mud bogs, climbed rope walls and flung ourselves over slippery barrels.

Fortunately the mom who lost her shoes and pants in the mud bog wore a pair of shorts underneath.

These races are really important to me.  They shift my drive from getting my best time “ever” to taking time to be together having fun with people.  In these races it’s not about speed time, it’s about time spent together.   colorrun1

Last year, my daughters and I ran half mile of the Annual Allen Rudolph Run and walked the remainder as we walked and talked.  We laughed our way to the back of the race and ended better off for slowing down enough to really enjoy time together.

This year my husband and his buddy, James  were the last of our group to start in the  Fort Worth Graffiti Run.  Somehow they managed to find their way to the end of the race finishing well ahead of the rest of us.  They were cutting up the whole time and took pics of everyone in our crew who legitimately crossed the finish line.  They knew the best way to spend their time.

Be sure to take time to get in the race with the ones you love.