A Bit of Irish Inspiration…

     Yesterday, March 17th, was St. Patrick’s Day. Around the world, people reveled with parades, parties, Irish brew, and lots of green.

     The holiday was established originally to celebrate the arrival of Christianity in Ireland, and to honor St. Patrick, a 5th Century bishop and Ireland’s patron saint.

     Around 100 years after St. Patrick, another noteworthy Irish Christian missionary arrived on the scene. Saint Brendan of Clonfert, called “the Navigator,” became famous for daring mission trips.

     I enjoy church history, learning about men and women filled with enormous faith who have paved the way for believers living in the 21st Century. Even though my faith always feels puny in comparison, their stories inspire me. I love this prayer of St. Brendan.

     For all who desire to travel well the journey of Christian faith, whether Irish or not, I believe the prayer of this 6th Century Irish monk, will provide inspiration for our journeys.

Sue Reeve


Help me to journey
Beyond the familiar
And into the unknown.
Give me the faith
To leave old ways
And break fresh ground with you.

Christ of the mysteries,
I trust You to be
Stronger than each
Storm within me.

I will trust in the
Darkness and know
That my times, even
Now, are in your hand.

Tune my spirit to
The music of Heaven,
And somehow,
Make my obedience
Count for You. Amen

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Living in the Light of Eternity…

God has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart… (Ecclesiastes 3:11 NIV)

     I inherited a large-print Bible from my aunt. While perusing the pages, I found this familiar passage from John circled in pencil. In her trademark handwriting, my aunt wrote in the margin: “To God be the glory!”

“Let not your heart be troubled; you believe in God, believe also in Me. In my Father’s house are many mansions, if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.” (John 14: 1 & 2 NKJV)

     This familiar passage reminds me Christian faith pivots on the promise of eternal life.

     My aunt was bright, talkative, funny. Her laughter was spontaneous and hearty. She loved words like I do. As a child, I sat mesmerized while she recited long poems from memory.

     She was also a masterful gardener. Her well-tended garden yielded bountiful crops of veggies. She especially loved flowers. Many varieties surrounded her small house.

     When my aunt was dying, I went to the care facility to visit. I knew she wouldn’t recognize me, but I needed to spend time in her feeble presence recalling the impact her life had on mine.

     When she woke, I rose from a vinyl chair and stood next to her bedside.

     “How are you doing?”

     With a twinkle in her cloudy eyes, she said she was about to move into a cute little house a team of men were getting ready for her. With characteristic animation, she explained each room would be decorated in a different way. “Oh,” she added, “There will be SO many flowers!” The frail woman whose life ebbed away seemed as elated as a kid waiting for Christmas!

     Many would dismiss my aunt’s words as mere ramblings of a dying person.

     I wonder.

     Is it possible she was given a little preview of the Heavenly home being prepared for her? Could it be that one of those ‘mansions’ Jesus spoke of to his friends is a cute little house surrounded by massive beds of ruffled peonies, jewel-toned zinnias, beauteous begonias and every imaginable variety of fragrant rose?

     As Mercy Me conjectures in their compelling song, I Can Only Imagine[1]

Consider & Imagine:

  • Consider your views related to end of life and eternity. How do those views impact the way you live everyday life?
  • Let your thoughts flow freely. Imagine, what would you like your heavenly ‘mansion’ to look like? (I’d like mine to be on the ocean!)


God, Giver of Life,

     Your very breath bestows life. You know each step I take in my earthly journey. You also know what my life will be like after I’ve taken my final breath. Help me live each day well, loving you and loving others in the light of eternity. Amen

Blessings to you and those you love…

Sue Reeve

  1. http://icanonlyimagine.com/

When a Fresh Injury Knocks Off an Old Scab…

Make every effort to live in peace with everyone and to be holy; without holiness no one will see the Lord. See to it that no one falls short of the grace of God and that no bitter root grows up to cause trouble and defile many.[1]

     My anger was visceral.

     A fresh injury had knocked off an old scab. My venomous reaction was stunning and disturbing.

     Distressed, I moaned to my husband. “I thought I’d totally forgiven!”

     Ron listened quietly and compassionately. When I’d calmed down, he assured me I had forgiven and encouraged me to walk through the process one more time.

     That scenario played out many years ago. I heeded Ron’s suggestion. I hope and believe the scab has healed fully and is now a scar.

This incident taught me important lessons about forgiveness:

  1. Deep wounds have deep roots, and the deeper the root, the longer the process of total forgiveness may take.
  2. God understands my capacity to heal from a deeply inflicted wound. The first step might be spiritual triage. God, in the way only God can do, may stop the bleeding and apply a temporary bandage. God knows when I’m emotionally and spiritually equipped to deal with another layer of pain.
  3. It’s critical I trudge through a process of forgiveness with each layer of revelation lest my wound become what the Bible calls a ‘bitter root.’
  4. Eventually, the scabbed-over area heals completely. The scab becomes a scar and a forever reminder of God’s grace and healing. My scar can serve to encourage another who is dealing with a similar wound.

Consider and Imagine:

  • If your heart and mind will permit, consider your deepest wound. What layers of healing have you experienced? What helped you recognize and forgive so a ‘bitter root’ would not develop?
  • Imagine complete healing from your deepest wound. How will the scar that remains serve to remind you of God’s healing grace and help others experience the same?


God of mercy and grace,

Thank you for the kindness you’ve shown me as I’ve dealt with deep wounds. Reveal to me residues of unforgiveness so no ‘bitter root’ grows in my soul. Help me exhibit to others the same grace you have shown me. Amen

May you experience God’s grace in your process of forgiveness and healing…

Sue Reeve

  1. Hebrews 12:14-15 NIV