Just In Time
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But we are citizens of heaven, where the Lord Jesus Christ lives. And we are eagerly waiting for him to return as our savior. He will take our weak mortal bodies and change them into glorious bodies like his own, using the same power with which he will bring everything under his control.
– Philippians 3:20 & 21 NLT
We walked down the old streets of Gettysburg, pausing to look at the pockmarked sides of brick buildings, riddled with holes from the bullets that had busted through. These buildings, though their original inhabitants are long gone, still remain, bearing their scars as witness. These buildings have seen some of the worst of what we humans can do to each other.
Walking down to the bottom of the hill we then veered left and walked up a grade and came upon Evergreen Cemetery, where Abraham Lincoln stood to deliver his immortal words, “Four score and seven years ago…”
We cut across the street and looked out over the hill, a scene of some of the fighting, though no major fighting, and beyond that we can see Gettysburg school; buildings and forests caught in the crossfire long gone, and new life having risen up in their stead.
Gettysburg, like many old towns, has been preserved, in parts and pieces that we may not forget what happened there. Now, the sight of so much carnage, the battle that marked the turning point of the Civil War, is a booming tourist attraction, drawing visitors not only from all over our country, but from around the world. You can stand atop Little Round Top and look out over the battlefield; you can walk down Steinwehr street at night and hear ghost stories; you can visit the museums and soak up history about this country; you can visit any of the numerous curated stores, art galleries, or boutiques and see how an entrepreneur has brought their dream to life in their store.
But what attracts me to Gettysburg the most isn’t the shops, or the new magnificent Visitors Center. It’s not the delicious coffee shop, or any of the various eateries. It’s not the shiny new things, but the old that attract me to Gettysburg.
The historical houses that stand there, root us in our past, lest we forget it in our future. Those buildings, wise in their age, more beautiful for what they have endured, than if they were brand new, are what attracts me to Gettysburg.
We will have glorified bodies when we get to heaven, but I don’t know that that means perfect (Philippians 3:20). After all, Jesus appeared before his disciples in his glorified body, and told Thomas to place his fingers in the scars in his palms. Jesus’s body, scarred though it was, told of his great love for us through his sacrifice, and therefore was glorified, even with his scars.
We wouldn’t dream of going around to those old buildings in Gettysburg, filling the holes, sanding them down, and resealing them so that they look brand new. Rather, we leave them there because of the story they tell.
What story does your life bear the marks of? What hard parts of your life define you? Are you trying to spackle over the parts of your life through which God has done the most amazing work?
None of us are spared from hardship in this life, though admittedly, I think the Jews in 1940s Germany had it harder than many of us do today. God uses these hardships to mold and shape us, and yes, to give testimony of what He has done through us.
I think perhaps the world could be a better place if, instead of seeking to hide all of our bullet holes that life has given us, we instead admit that they are there, and tell of the work that God has done in our lives though those wounds.
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Summer isn’t over yet—it’s not!! We still have some summer left to savor and if you are looking for a few more titles that have a summer feel, that are hard to put down, then you have come to the right place!
The following are a list of historical fiction titles that I think make for five star summer reading. It should be noted that my main criteria for what makes a five-star read is how well it holds my interest. All of these titles captivated me from beginning to end and I hope that they will do the same for you!
Take a step back in time into New York City as the city hosts the 1939 World’s Fair. We meet Max, a student journalist who instead of getting the summer working for the New York Times, is stuck covering the fair—something she is less than excited about. Furthermore, she find that as the only woman journalist, she is expected to do administrative work instead of the journalism she so desperately desires. She can’t help but try to take the situation into her own hands and try to bend the rules a bit….
Vivi is an actress who just got demoted from starring in a lead role in Hollywood, to being transported back to New York where she is from, to star as the lead swimmer in the synchronized swimming show. But Vivi has secrets that could ruin everything if they are found out. She has a brother-in-law she must stay away from at all costs—what will happen if he finds out she is the lead in the swimming exhibit at the World’s Fair?
As these two women meet and become friends, they find that they may have skills that can help each other—if they are willing to humble themselves enough to take the other’s advice.
Take a step even further back in time in the history of Nantucket and find yourself deposited on Nantucket’s shores when it was still a thriving whaling community. Eliza is the wealthy wife of a whaling campaign—or at least she is doing her best to look the part of a wealthy whaling wife. Her husband’s last voyage returned home without much to show for his years at sea and his return is delayed this time by causes that he won’t disclose to Eliza. Suddenly Eliza finds herself wondering if she would have been better off marrying her old beau who has made a reappearance in her life.
Maria is the curator of the athenaeum. She longs to preserve the history of this island, and from places around the world, but the fire that breaks out on the island of Nantucket threatens everything she holds dear.
Lastly, but not least, we meet Meg. Meg is a free woman of color, about to give birth, and trying to move their store to the main street of Nantucket—but they have an uphill battle in front of them. When Meg goes into labor on the night of the fire, she wonders if she will lose her firefighter husband, her baby, and their store all in one night.
This is Ms. Cleeton’s newest work of historical fiction: Elaina is onboard a luxury cruise liner heading from New York to Cuba—and she is pretending to be a dead woman. She must get to Cuba before someone else does—her very life depends on it.
Katherine is onboard with her fiancé—but he mustn’t find out who she really is. When Katherine starts to befriend a handsome passenger also on board, she finds her guard starting to slip—what will happen if this stranger uncovers her true identity and realizes what she is also about? Keeping this stranger at arm’s length becomes even harder when she needs someone to help her dispose of a dead body…
This was a delightful little foray into a world of young adult historical fiction fantasy. Slightly outside of my normal reading zone, this story still has many elements of historical fiction to it, and doesn’t get too fantastical!
Seventeen year old Alosa, daughter of the most powerful pirate in the world, has been captured. Well, actually she has allowed herself to be captured—she is on a secret mission. There are three pieces of an ancient map that will lead to treasure beyond imagination and Alosa has reason to believe one of the pieces is aboard this ship. Alosa must act the part of a prisoner while she endeavors to search the ship. However, this simple mission starts to get complicated as Alosa starts to develop a connection with her captor and the first mate of the ship, Riden. Will he discover her secret as to why she isn’t more worried about her current predicament? And will her feelings make it hard for Alosa to complete her mission?
It is World War II and sisters Flora and Hazel are being evacuated to the English countryside during operation Pied Piper. To comfort her five year old sister, 14 year old Hazel invents the world of Whisper Wood for her sister. Whisper Wood is a world all their own, a safe place for them to retreat to during these scary and unknown times. They tell no one of this magical world they have discovered in Whisper Wood. They are enjoying life in the country with the family they are stationed with when disaster strikes and Flora disappears.
Twenty years later Hazel still hasn’t forgiven herself for her sister’s disappearance. She is still in contact with the private investigator trying to locate her lost sister—Hazel refuses to believe that Flora is actually gone, despite the body that was found which appears to have been her Flora. Then one day while working her job in a rare book store, Hazel comes across an original manuscript—one to a book called Whisper Wood. Hope is reignited in Hazel and renews her efforts to find her sister. Along the way Hazel learns that sometimes to find peace means pursuing our hopes, and other times coming to peace means letting go.
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It was not because of his sins or his parents’ sins,” Jesus answered. “This happened so the power of God could be seen in him”
John 9:3 NLT
I thought something was seriously wrong—I mean my husband knows better than to shake me awake once I am already asleep!
It had been a trying few months. Money had been tight, expenses had been many, and it just seemed like one thing after another. My husband had just come home from yet another late night of work, and was now saying, “It’s not an emergency, maybe I should just have let you sleep but I can’t believe this!”
“Huh?”
“Someone put an envelope of money into our mailbox!”
That woke me up! “What? How much??”
Sure enough, there was a bank envelope of $700 in cash in my husband’s hand—and less you think it somehow got in there by accident—our names were written on it. I had heard of money from heaven falling into the laps of other people but I had never before been the recipient!
Two weeks later my husband pulled out a pair of shorts that he hadn’t worn in years. We were going biking and right before we got out of the car my husband reached into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash. “Here,” he said, handing it to me.
“What’s this?”
“I don’t know, it was in my pocket so put it somewhere safe.” That wad consisted of $250.
We are not careless with our money—we keep very close track of it and are very intentional with it. The fact that $250 had escaped our notice is a miracle in and of itself—finding the money when we did is just God’s divine timing.
So many times God gets blamed for all the bad stuff—Why did He allow it to happen? When we find ourselves in a tough season, God must be teaching us something. But what about the good times? Are we responsible for those or is that God too?
Sometimes God allows bad things to happen, sometimes He brings good that makes up for the bad. Sometimes bad things happen and we will never know why on this side of eternity. Sometimes God allows good things to happen just because He loves us and He wants us to be happy.
In John 2, we hear the story of the blind man. Jesus and His disciples were walking along and they came across a man who had been blind since birth. “Teacher,” his disciples say, “Why was this man born blind? Was it because of his sins or that of his parents?”
“It was not because of his sins or his parents’ sins. This happened so that the power of God could be seen in him.”
So the power of God could be seen in him. So that God could be glorified. That this man could experience Jesus in a way very few people ever will.
And sometimes it’s just that simple. Sometimes bad things are allowed to happen so that the power of God can be seen. And sometimes He allows good things to happen for just that same reason. The question is when these good and bad times happen, will we allow it to draw us closer to God?
Many people walk away from their faith during very trying seasons, but just as many, if not more, drift away during the good seasons of blessings. “In your plenty do not forget the Lord Your God.” Deuteronomy 8:11
What season are you in? One of plenty, or one of deserts and famine? Both of these seasons can be used to glorify God, respond in such a way, that no matter the season God’s power can be seen in you.
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