Such an abundance of prayer and support, it is as if I entered the eye of my own storm to the stillness of peace in the center of the chaotic whirling around me. I can do ALL things through Christ Who strengthens me… especially when He does it through pennies and prayers.We are blessed in..deed. Thank you
Anne
January 20, 2021
We’ve traded chemo for covid this week. And just as I giving into the ebbing of my lowest ebb, wondering how much more I could take with my head hung low, I began finding random pennies in my house. The first was on the living room floor right in the center. I picked it up. When Philip finds a penny, he says it’s God’s way of reminding him of its inscription: IN GOD WE TRUST. I remember thinking I needed that reminder just then. As I walked in through my bedroom I found two more pennies. Another in the bathroom. Another by the washer. Who knew my carpet was full of such timely treasure? Funny how truth can come in the sometimes smallest packages right at the point of my need. Thanks, God! Can’t do this without You!
Anne
January, 2021
Never Lost
Written by Christopher Joel Brown, Steven Furtick, Tiffany Hammer:
Your hand is moving right now
You are still showing up
At the tomb of every Lazarus
Your voice is calling me out
Right now, I know You’re able
My God, come through again…
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I’m just sitting with these words today. Willing them to wash over me and defend my heart with His truth. It feels like I might be torn from His hand, so sitting, drenching in His presence to steady my circumstantial world until I can breathe again.
He is my only hope. Now is not the time to forget, weary soul. He’s got you.
AMRB
September 1, 2020
I’m having shoulder surgery today. An excellent reason for a visit to the Trouble Tree. Come with me?
Anne
July 24, 2021
The Trouble Tree
June, 2020
It has tested my parenting limits to deliver my fear ladened, obstinate child to his doctor’s appointment today. As I wait for him, a thought, unbidden, pops into my mind: “Give thanks for your trouble tree.” I wonder at this as I think, “Seriously?” “Right now?”
“Ok.” I whine and give it a try. I open my Chromebook to write but I can’t get access. It takes multiple frustrations to even start and I come precipitously close to the edge of my perceived endurance.
My trouble tree is looming heavy with fruit. It blocks my view in seemingly every direction. I feel my threshold for inconvenience, for frustration, for rational thought ebbing away. I raise a hand to grasp for a cool, calming drink but the sharp pain of my shoulder injury fills my eyes to bursting. I long to empty my screams out into the waiting room but my mind explodes with heartbreak instead as I step outside into the heat.
I am full of anguish and turmoil and I find myself yelling: “I can’t do this, it’s too much”.
As my struggle floods down my face and my fists clench against the pain, I plead, “Too many troubles at once. I can’t do this!”
Sobbing, I cry out, “One at a time would be a challenge but more, together? Impossible!”.
I fight and yell but even in the midst of all my bluster I can still hear another, softer voice that quietly tells me, “Of course you can do this. You just don’t want to.”
The voice continues, “Have I not told you I will not allow more than you can bear?”
This voice abruptly stops my tears as I recognize the truth and it leads me to the trouble tree, at last.
The Trouble Tree
When I am weary and heavy ladened, God bids me to come and meet Him at the trouble tree. There He asks me to hand Him my bundle of troubles which He gently takes and hangs on the tree. He then takes my hand in His and He walks with me in the garden. In the cool of the day, hand in hand, He walks with me around the enormous, strong boughed, ancient, heavy ladened tree.
After a time of silent reflection, He stops and looks up into the branches. “Is there a trouble bundle that you would rather have?” He asks softly.
My spirit jumps with butterflies, “Surely,” I think, “There must be a lighter, less troublesome trouble bundle that I could pick…”
So I choose one that is small and shriveled and hard. When I try to carry it, it is far too heavy for me and I drop it to the ground.
“Those are yesterday’s troubles,” He tells me. “Adding them to today’s will be too much to bear.”
I return it to its place and next, choose a medium sized dark, one but it is too much for me as well. I look up into His eyes and we silently agree that tomorrow’s troubles are not the best choice either. I continue to try on various other bundles but they are also not easier to bear until I come full circle and pick a bag lighter than all the rest…
It is, of course, the bundle I placed there myself. I do not remember it being this size or shape. It seems packed and ungainly but somehow lighter, easier to bear.
“How can this be?” I think, “It was only just placed there?”
In answer, though I have not spoken out loud, my Lord says:
“Troubles are uniquely designed to bring light to your dark places so that, as the Psalms 36:9 says, “In My Light, you see light.” It is here at My side that healing begins.”
“Come to Me,” He says as He motions with His hand to join Him, “all ye who are weary and heavy ladened and I will give you rest.”
“Take My yoke, My bundle of troubles, upon you and learn from Me. For My Yoke is easy and My burden is light.”
Back at the Doctor’s office, calmer, breathing steady and slow, I consider His words.
Troubles break through the cracks in my armour to bring light to the dark, wounded places that I often hide away from God and even from myself.
Troubles bring light to the lies I tell myself. Lies like when I pretend to be strong in my own power, are, in His light, shown to be the deceptions they are.
His strength floods in when I recognize the folly of my ways and trust in His ways; when I am reminded that He is FOR me.
I now understand why I was asked to give thanks at the Trouble Tree, especially today. giving thanks in all things because His light is coming! Coming to mend my needy places and display His power in my healing.
Will you join Him at the trouble tree too? Will you spend some time with Him and your bag of troubles. Open it up. Take your troubles out one at a time. Explore and/or explode them in all their raucous bluster, and share them with your Savior. Tell Him what you have found, how you feel. Place each of them in His hands, claim His promises and see how He leads you into healing and rest.
With each visit to the Trouble Tree you will gain His strength so that when fear next comes knocking, You will begin to believe that you can say, “No!” No to fear!
You will begin to confidently chase it away, “Fear, you are not welcome here anymore!” because in His light you will have seen light and in His light there is no room for the darkness of fear…He promises.
Visit the trouble tree as often as you need until His work in you is complete. It is a hard journey of thanksgiving, struggle and blessing but when you choose the trouble tree way you will find that He is always there waiting for you.
Pray more, Fear Less,
Anne Braudt
Resurrection Season, 2020
I Peter 1:3-9,13
3:Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ!
According to God’s great mercy,
He has given us a new birth
Into a living hope through the
Resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead!
4: And, into an inheritance that is:
Imperishable, uncorrupted, unfading
Kept in heaven for you.
5: You are being protected
By GOD’S power through faith
For a salvation that is ready to be revealed.
…
Peter is talking to believers who have been dispersed from their homelands..
So, during this COVID season, during our own time of dispersal from our regular lives,
I wanted to re-share the powerful words of I Peter.
3:Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ!
According to His, God’s, great mercy…
God’s mercy and grace are like a two sided coin of God’s brilliance.
He gives me what I don’t deserve (Grace)
And He doesn’t give me what I do deserve (Mercy)
He tells me that the wages of sin is death, separation from God.
It is true, I sin:
I do things my own way instead of God’s way, and therefore, I deserve separation from God.
BUT according to His great mercy, He doesn’t give me what I do deserve,
He doesn’t separate me from Him!
Instead, He has given me
new birth into a living hope!
Before I believed, the wages of my sin was death,
it was my only choice
but now, after belief, I am given a new birth, a new life of choice.
How?
Through the resurrection from the dead of my living hope, Jesus Christ.
His death saved me from the punishment of my sin;
His resurrection saves me from the power that sin has over my daily life.
After belief,
I can now choose to live in my new birth instead of my old death/separation!
But wait, there’s more! Peter goes on with an AND…
AND into an inheritance that:
An inheritance that will be kept in heaven for me:
being kept watch on by God Himself!
An inheritance is the practice of passing on property, titles, and rights.
God’s inheritance for us is as Children of God with all the rights of God Himself.
Ephesians 1:3—
“Praise be to the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,
Who has blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly realms”,
not just when we join Him there but right here, NOW as He keeps watch over us.
5: I am being protected By GOD’S power through Faith.
God’s power within me that is being released by my faith!
Why?
For a salvation that is ready to be revealed;
I am saved from the penalty of my sin at belief.
I am saved every day from the moment to moment power of sin in my life by faith
One day I will be saved from the presence of sin altogether!
Then, I will know, finally,
Salvation’s full significance when I am face to face with my Savior.
I Peter 1:6-9, 13
6: You rejoice in this,
Though now, for a short time, You have trials so that
7: The genuineness of my faith may result in:
Admiration of God’s character (Praise)
Exultation with joy at what can be known about God’s character (Glory)
As I choose to respect and believe God’s character (Honor)
Praise, Glory and Honor TO JESUS!
My living hope/present joy.
In the face of trials, I have security and freedom from fear
That is independent of my circumstances.
8-9: I can rejoice because I am receiving the goal of my faith:
The salvation of my soul.
I am continually, presently, ongoingly now receiving the goal of my faith!
Salvation in my daily life from the power of sin that separates me from God.
13: Therefore! Be people of action!
Be self controlled!
Rather than being controlled by outside circumstances,
Be directed from within; Be serious. Be focused:
Set your hope COMPLETELY on the Grace being brought to you
At the revelation of Jesus!
We are not alone in this journey when we are believers.
We have been given a NEW BIRTH,
a LIVING HOPE, AN INHERITANCE.
We are being PROTECTED.
We can REJOICE as we RECEIVE.
We can RESPOND with our actions by setting our hope completely on JESUS
Who will accomplish all that concerns us today.
COVID 19 an opportunity to discover the strength that God Himself lends each of us
as we claim the promises in 1Peter!
Set your hope COMPLETELY on He Who
made a way for you when there was no way.
Celebrate this Resurrection Day with confidence and joy.
God’s got this and you!
Hallelujah!
In the Bleak Midwinter, Run to the Father!
I am a mess this morning with a headache, sore ribs, and anger. I am angry because I overslept and my much anticipated plans are blown up. I was angry when I went to bed and now I wake up angry again.
It would be so easy to focus on my challenges and I do, for a while. My morning melancholy feeds my Anne-rchy. But then I notice an unformed song running around in my head like background music for my anger. It was in my head last night and now again.
I don’t know the song’s name or even many of its words but the choice it gives is clear.
“Come to the Father; Fall on His grace; Come to the Father, again and again”
My demanding spirit pushes it away until I am in the car waiting to take Joe to school. Still angry, I turn on the radio and there it is again only it isn’t “Come, to the Father”, it is “Run, to the Father”.
I listen this time, at last. And as is God’s way, (and promise, in I Corinthians 10:13), He gives me a way out; a way out of focusing on myself and on my anger. He gives me the repeated opportunity to refocus through the simple words of a half remembered song.
He knows I am far too likely to ‘come’ to my anger, ‘come’ to my feeling bad, as I have proven this morning. I have been allowing my challenges to define my day and my own self, all the while God has been coming to me, again and again. He has been coming to remind me to allow Him to define me instead of giving that job to my circumstances. He doesn’t leave me alone in my stink. He provides the way out and into thanksgiving.
As Zecharias, the father of John the Baptist, prophesied at his son’s birth:
“Blessed be the Lord God of Israel, For He has visited us…to shine upon those who sit in darkness and the shadow of death, to guide our feet into the way of peace.”
Luke 1:68,79.
And so He continues even to this Christmas season. I who was bent on sitting in my own darkness have been guided to His way of peace. It can be as simple as a matter of focus.
What is it that has your focus this holiday?
God is calling. Will you listen?
Merry,
Anne
12/12/2019
AbIde
October, 2019
I am one year out from my motorcycle accident and I still hurt physically, relationally, financially, almost every day. Last week was a particularly brutal one with ongoing pain, fatigue, and an overwhelming, unspecified hopelessness that pushed me to the edge of a panic I haven’t felt in years.
I was brought back from the edge by the simple words of a scholarly man applying God’s Word to life. My friend, Mr. Chambers, reminded me that God uses the dark times to take me to a deeper trust in Him. He reminded me that when my relationship with God is deepened, God brings His vision for my life into reality. Mr. Chambers said: “’If you abide in Me, and My words abide in you…” (John 15:7)-that is the way to keep going,” These words were my lifeline.
I saw anew that during a struggle, a deepening, it is crucial to ABIDE. It means to stay with expectancy, to remain, to endure. It is not passive. It is active.
To Abide requires me:
To acknowledge my difficulty, to turn to Him and to endure until there is movement in my spirit again.
Requires me to 2 Corinthians 10:5:
“Demolish arguments and every pretension that sets itself up against the knowledge of God, and take captive every thought to make it obedient to Christ.”
To endure when times are low by not assigning meaning to the darkness, by resisting the tendency to blame, to refuse to feed the distress, to interrupt the cycling negative thoughts until they are taken captive and quieted. ABIDE
Taking captive every thought by shining God’s light on each one. (“In His light, we see light” Psalms 36:9) and replacing the darkness with Philippians 4:8,
“Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable–if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things.”
ABIDE: Not just once but every time the darkness swirls around me. Restart, reboot, recommit to “whatever is…” until the swirling abates.
Abide also means standing firm in the truth I do know. I may feel hopeless but I am not hope less. My hope is full and Living.
Abiding in the truth of I Peter 1:3, “God…has caused me to be born again into a living hope through the resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead.”
AbIde.
Look closely and you will see that when you abide you meet the Lord at the point of your need.
Do you see?
Right in the middle of AbIde is the I of “I AM”,
the name of the one and only sovereign Lord of the Universe.
He’s there, wait til you see!
Blessings, Anne
“See to it that no one misses the grace of God.” Hebrews 12:15
Oswald and the Landlord
There once was a landlord who had extensive holdings in the hearts of people but only one holding with a tenant.
The landlord wanted to be gracious and kind but as she struggled with her own financial strain, she was unable to bear the tenant’s financial strain.
As was her usual way, she scurried about trying to fix it herself but in the end could see no solution.
The morning her sorrowful anxiety seemed untenable, she sat on her porch, praying. Hoping the cool, bright day would ease her heaviness.
Her friend, Oswald, a learned, holy man, was out for his morning walk and found her there.
As she looked up, he could see the strain on her face and he sat down quietly next to her, taking her hands in his. They sat silent for a long moment.
“Tell me, child, what troubles you so?” he gently asked.
She intended to hide her struggle but his clear and certain perception of her need broke her tenuous hold and her struggling flowed out in waves of quick, sharp words and tears.
As her bursting ebbed, she wiped her eyes and haltingly managed to say, “I was praying for guidance when you came.”
After a breath of silence, Oswald responded, patting her hand,
“It is good you asked for help,” he said. “We are not made to live this life in our own power. We are made for connection with God,” he paused, “His guidance gives the strength needed for the journey.”
“Yes,” she nodded wordlessly, still feeling the emotions of her tale but also understanding that Oswald offered his words, not as a scolding, but rather as the gentle reminder she needed.
Oswald continued, “Jesus tells us in His book of John, verse 16:33, ‘In this world you will have tribulation; but be of good cheer, I have overcome the world.”
Suddenly ashamed and before she could control her words, she blurted out roughly, her hands shaking, “But what if my ‘tribulation’ is the result of my own doing?”
“Oh, how you struggle so, my child,” he said softly, nonplussed by the force of her words, “Our God is not a God of blame, dear one. Our God is love and uses our weaknesses to show His strength through us.”
These familiar words, somehow, calmed her shaking. Oswald looked into her wide, blue eyes. “God gives us life as we overcome. The strain of life, whether through our own weakness or not, is what builds our strength. If there is no strain, there is no strength.”
After a time of silence together, her fear subsiding, Oswald continued, “Overcoming your own timidity, as you did when you prayed, was your first step. Now God is able to give you nourishment.”
“Nourishment,” she considered this.
“Yes,” she said to herself. “There is nourishment in the living water of God’s Word, especially when shared through the kindness of another.” She began feeling hopeful, lighter, as gratitude filled her.
Seeing her soften and relax, Oswald added one more thought.
“Our temptation, always, is to face adversity from our own common sense. But Jesus says ‘be of good cheer’ even when we are seemingly defeated by our adversities, because victory is absurdly impossible for everyone, except God.”
With this, he patted her hands and smiled as he got up and silently continued on his way.
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AMRB, 8/2019
Flagstaff
Activated by O. Chambers’
My Utmost for His Highest:
August, 2 entry.
Friday Night
It is our last night in Cooperstown Dreams Park. The cool darkness of the night is accentuated by the brightness of the lighted field as the ninth-seat Michigan Motor City is up against the fourth-seat California Tri-County for this week’s championship game.
The stands are full. The excitement palpable as a fly ball clears the stadium only to be called a foul. The bleachers erupt with animated booing, reminiscent of some old time baseball movie but the Umpire does not budge.
Joe races up the steps past us chasing his own teammates to the top. There is uncontainable joy shining from his face; that smile is the reason we have driven so far. Roaring up from his toes, consuming every fiber of his being as it irresistibly bursts from his face.
Winning or losing is beside the point. The team, the game, these are the only points that matter and he relishes every moment.
It may have been a week of ups and downs but the smile that just whisked by me proves that the connecting power of teamwork is worth every drop of sweat, every challenge, every victory.
Thank you, Cooperstown Arizona Fire!
AMRB
Tripping with God: Stories of Faith and Inspiration 