Tuesday, October 25, 2011


The LORD God fashioned into a woman the rib which He had taken from the man (Genesis 2:22 NASB,
emphasis mine)

Saturday, I met one of my coworkers for tea and treats at a local tearoom. I have become quite fascinated with tearooms and coffee houses in the past few years.

Tea Time

Confession:  I am acquiring a taste for tea (hot tea, not normal, southern sweet tea, YUCK!), but I don’t drink coffee AT ALL. Go figure! Shhhh, please don’t tell.

Anyway, tearooms just seem to be in harmony with my inner girly-ness (even though I have yet to go all out and wear a big hat to one), with their fancy silver tiered trays and dainty cups and saucers. Every now and then I go on the prowl for a new tearoom to visit.

Saturday’s tea spot was a small house, neatly tucked away in the heart of a suburban historic district, on a narrow one-way street. The street was lined with towering, ancient trees and neighboring historic homes, now reborn as merchant shops. It’s the type of area that invites you to park your car on a Saturday morning, sip some tea, and then stroll from door to door, shopping for something unique to be wrapped in tissue paper and placed in a fancy bag to take home with you.

After my coworker and I said our “see you Monday’s”, I hopped (not literally) across the street to see what was stirring in a small home design and accessories boutique.

The shop was tastefully filled with comfy accent chairs, unique tables, scented candles, gift books and LOTS of BEAUTIFUL, hand crafted jewelry. I love knowing when things are hand-crafted, don’t you? As I touched the pieces I imagined a diligent designer sitting in her favorite creative spot, painstakingly threading every bead, positioning every pendant, and fastening every clasp. There were many jewelry sets to choose from, and no two bore any resemblance to each other. I silently marveled at what time, attention, care and creativity it took to piece together those beautifully unique items.

Back at the home front later that day, I spent some much needed quiet time reading the biblical account of God’s creation of woman. Unexpectedly, the words of scripture took me back, retracing my steps back to the little home design and accessories boutique and the beautiful handcrafted jewelry I discovered there.

“Wow”! Stunned by the simple revelation that hit me, I immediately pulled out my journal and began to write….


Well, my friends, I’m afraid I’m out of time. Besides, cliffhangers are always fun, aren’t they? 🙂 Join me tomorrow for the rest of the story (as Paul Harvey used to say). Feel free to bring your favorite cup of tea, if you’d like. Until then..

Completely ME,

Thursday, January 6, 2011

Why I’m Not a Mrs (Yet…)


“Prov 31:10 ‘who can find a virtuous woman..’ The ? ‘who can find’ suggests she is rare. Rare items are ALWAYS more valuable. #Imararefind”

This simple sentence served as my Facebook status yesterday.  Sometime throughout the day it sparked a little bit of “inbox chatter” regarding the possible reason(s) why I’m not a Mrs.

When you’re unmarried at my age, EVERYONE and their blind uncle is trying to figure out what’s the “story.”  Some will even concoct a story for you.  Single sisters you KNOW what I’m talking about, right?  That’s a subject for a whole different post.

Anyhoo, in the midst of this friendly email conversation (because inquiring minds do want to know why I’m not a Mrs.), the following verse of scripture just seemed to pop into my head.

Matthew 13:44 NASB – “The kingdom of heaven is like a treasure hidden in the field, which a man found and hid again; and from joy over it he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field.

Do you remember that pair of jeans you found that were just right for you?  You know, kinda like the ones I wrote about in this post last New Years Day.  Or maybe it was a pair of shoes.  Yeah, you’re reminiscing now. 🙂  You didn’t have the right amount of money to get them at that particular time, so what did you do?  You “inadvertently” (umm hmmm) hung those jeans back on the wrong rack, or you turned that shoe box around so the size wasn’t visible to passers-by.  And then you prayyyyed that whatever it was – jeans or shoes – would be there when you returned to claim it.  Now you may not have sold all you had for them, but you were going back for your treasure.

Obviously our material things are no comparison to the Kingdom of Heaven, but you get where I’m going.

This man sold all he had, because he had found a treasure that valuable.

I kept reading this one simple verse over and over again.  I thought to myself, “Yes, Lord!  By all means, the Kingdom of God is that valuable, but what does that have to do with why I’m not a MRS.?!?!”  lol…

Then He showed me.  Do you know what else is that valuable?  Well, in this case it’s a “who else”.  You are!  I am!  I tell you, I’ve sold it all and given it all away just to lay claim to the valuable treasure that is ME, and what a process it’s been!

To lose everything, or to give it all away, may sometimes be a bit sentimental or even downright painful.  However, prior to prior to ever becoming a Mrs, it was imperative that I first learn two valuable lessons:

  1. I must be completely convinced that I am a most valuable treasure to God, my heavenly Father.  After all, He gave all He had, His son Jesus Christ, just for me.
  2. I must become that valuable to myself.

It’s imperative that I accomplish these two before I will ever be viewed as a treasure worth coming back for (or not letting go) to anyone else.

My Twitter and Facebook (including Full Circle Women’s Fellowship) statuses from today read:

When you don’t know how much you’re worth, people will treat you according to how much they’re willing to spend. Know your value!

If you’re wondering if that’s really true, contact me, and I can tell you some stories.  I didn’t know that before, and THAT (for anyone else out there who may be a wee bit curious) is most likely why I’m not a Mrs….YET.   Many a woman has walked into matrimony without knowing her worth, and the tales of her growing pains are often enough to make a grown man cry.  Believe me!  I hear them all the time!!

“…and from joy over it he goes and sells all that he has and buys that field”

I sold it all.  I bought the “field,” ladies.  I have the treasure.  I’m worth far more than rubies or jewels.  And now, maybe becoming a Mrs. is not too far off.  Maybe…  We’ll see what the Lord has to say about that.

Wise, Virtuous, Valuable,

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Saturday, June 13, 2009

Wisdom, Virtue & Rubies

Woman…. I see her as a priceless work of art birthed from God’s unimaginable imagination.  Her form is of incomparable beauty, carefully hand-crafted with exquisite detail and filled with strength, intellect, courage, and creativity.

Wisdom, Virtue, & Rubies…..Proverbs 31:10 asks, “Who can find a virtuous woman?  For her price is far above rubies.”  A woman was created to be wise, to be virtuous, and to be of value far greater than the rare ruby stone.

Today, we as women are highly educated, skillfully trained, and proudly independent.  Yet, lately, I find myself frequently asking the following questions:

–         What was God’s original design and plan for me as a woman?

–         Are my plans in line with His?

–         What’s really on the heart of God, and in what way did He design me to bring delight to His heart?

–         Am I a wise woman?

–         What does it really mean to be virtuous?

–         And what’s so special about a darn ruby; aren’t diamonds supposed to be a girl’s best friend?  LOL!

–         How do I return to the original form and character given to me by my Father?

Wisdom, Virtue, & Rubies….Is it vastly unreasonable to think that, in all of our remarkable accomplishments as women, we’ve fallen short of God’s original plan and design for His daughters?  It saddens me to see that we’re high on degrees but low on wisdom, high on vision but low on virtue, valuable in the marketplace but not to the face in the mirror.

Wisdom, Virtue, and Rubies speaks of the character and value of God’s original design for women.  Personally, there’s no woman I’d rather be than the woman of God’s original intent and design.  Is that your desire, as well?  I caution you to think carefully before you answer.  You may find, as I did at the start of my journey, your answer and your current life story, sadly, do not agree.  Let’s journey together, shall we.