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What Friends Want – Part 2

What Friends Want – Part 2

By Donna Jackson on March 12, 2019

The response last week to Part 1 of our series on friendship confirms our great need to get relationships right. When all is well, deep friendships shower us with great blessings. But, when left to run amuck, a single misstep with just one friend can create havoc in all of our relationships.  

If you missed last week’s post you may want to travel back by clicking here: (What Friends Want Part 1).

We began by seeing how important AFFIRMATION can be in a friendship. Today, let’s look at five more ways the incarcerated apostle Paul modeled friendship toward a discouraged, and maybe even depressed, young pastor named Timothy.

What Friends Want

2. LOYALTY

“May the Lord grant mercy to the household of Onesiphorus, because he often refreshed me and was not ashamed of my chains. On the contrary, when he was in Rome, he diligently searched for me and found me.” (2 Timothy 1:16-17)

Not only did Paul want Timothy to see that there were still good guys like Onesiphorus left in the world, but he also gave Timothy a clear picture of just how much he wanted and needed loyal friends. Are you the kind of friend who can be counted on when your friend’s life turns sideways? 

I’m sure in Paul’s weak moments he wondered if the work he’d done really mattered. Maybe he sometimes doubted his effectiveness and whether or not he was actually doing what he believed the Lord called him to do. By becoming transparent, Paul was saying to young Timothy, “I get you. I know just how you feel.” Do you find yourself wondering just how much you really matter in God’s big scheme of things? Have you ever allowed yourself to admit that to a friend?

After negative emotions stole the best I had to offer, my friends’ display of loyalty helped me recover. With the slow revealing of every messy detail, they just continued to love me more. Like Onesiphorus, they were not embarrassed by my chains of grief and depression. On the contrary, they came closer and stood beside me. They didn’t always agree with my thinking, but they stood with me. I believe that’s exactly what Onesiphorus had done for Paul – he diligently searched for him and found him. Depressed and discouraged friends need you to seek them out, listen to their hearts, and offer a hug if that’s their thing. Words are always optional. But if you must speak, speak gently.

3. GENTLE WORDS

“Remind them of these things, and charge them before God not to fight about words. This is useless and leads to the ruin of those who listen. Avoid irreverent and empty speech. Reject foolish and ignorant disputes, because you know that they breed quarrels. The Lord’s servant must not quarrel, but must be gentle to everyone, able to teach, and patient, instructing his opponents with gentleness.” (2 Timothy 2:14,16a,23-25a)

At one time in my life I sharpened my tongue on clever comebacks, sarcastic remarks, and cutdowns. I became pretty good at silencing most any opponent. By God’s grace, I’ve changed a great deal since then. Sarcasm is a sport I’m no longer into – until I’m hurt. Then, my old vice wants to rise up in a heartbeat. Before I realize it, or take half a second to run it through my Spirit filter, I can throw bitter words out as a slap in someone’s face. 

Perhaps, there’s no richer soil for harsh words to grow than in ministry. Spiritual trailblazers often burn out when their passion is questioned or ridiculed repetitively. Paul and Timothy no doubt bore the brunt of many tongue lashings. If any two people had ever earned the right to fight back with words it was these two. However, Paul spent a good amount of ink reminding Timothy to be gentle with his words. I’m pretty sure these words still apply to us as well. Nothing good ever comes from harsh words spoken to a friend.

4. WISDOM

“But know this: Hard times will come in the last days.”(2 Timothy 3:1)

Wisdom doesn’t always come with age. I’m older than most of my friends, but the help I’ve gained from their wisdom has been priceless. Experience is the best teacher, and lessons learned the hard way can often make a person wise beyond their years.

Paul’s experiences had turned him into a wiseguy of the very best kind. He understood his path would not be easy, and that hard times would indeed come. He wanted Timothy to prepare his heart for the upheaval he would surely encounter as a church leader. Wise friends help us see what lies ahead by learning from what they’ve left behind.

5. A GOOD EXAMPLE

“But you have followed my teaching, conduct, purpose, faith, patience, love, and endurance along with the persecutions and sufferings that came to me in Antioch, Iconium, and Lystra.”(2 Timothy 3:10)

Look at that list again! I’m asking myself, “Would I want my friends to follow my teaching, conduct, purpose, faith, patience, love, and endurance?” If they did, would I still like them?

Somehow, Paul had come to a place of humble confidence that allowed him to make that statement. But perhaps, what he was really saying to Timothy was, “Hey, Buddy, it’s the suffering that caused these outcomes!” Because the Lord had rescued Paul so many times, he slowly developed the characteristics of Christ.

Only through my sufferings did I finally appreciate what Jesus did for me. Through my grief I experienced the faithful and endless love God has for me. Only my resurrected spirit allowed me to find an inexpressible joy after experiencing great hurt, frustration, and sorrow.

6. CONSTANT REMINDERS

“Therefore, I remind you to rekindle the gift of God that is in you through the laying on of my hands. For God has not given us a spirit of fear, but one of power, love, and sound judgment. (2 Timothy 1:6-7) But as for you, continue in what you have learned and firmly believed. You know those who taught you, and you know that from infancy you have known the sacred Scriptures, which are able to give you wisdom for salvation through faith in Christ Jesus.” (2 Timothy 3:14-15)

Paul knew Timothy needed to be reminded of his spiritual inheritance and the power he possessed. With Timothy’s knowledge of the Scriptures and the power of the Holy Spirit, Paul knew he was capable of great things. So are you, my friend!

My friends took time every day for many months to remind me who I was in Jesus. They constantly reminded me of His love for me and their love for me. God used them to rekindle my faith that had dwindled to a flicker. Do you have friends who used to burn brightly, but a tidal wave of circumstances has reduced their flame to a flicker? Maybe it’s your flame that’s been doused. Do you need some reminding? If so, let me be your friend for a moment.

When you surrender your will for God’s and step out of His way, He sends an army to rescue you because of His great love for you. That army may come in the form of friends, or it may simply be an army of reminders of His love. Pay attention. See how He cares for you. Spend time with Him. Sing to Him. Close your eyes, and listen to Him singing over you. He may show up in your dreams. He may give you a supernatural peace. But, no matter what, He WILL love you. He WILL send what you need. Cry out to Him. Out loud! He WILL listen. 

If God brings back old friends, sweetens friendships you already have, or brings you new friends, take care of what He sends. You might be the one to rescue them right back!

Next week, we’ll look at the last four things that help strengthen our friendships. Until then … Happy Tuesday!

Posted On March 12, 2019
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What Friends Want – Part 1

What Friends Want – Part 1

By Donna Jackson on March 5, 2019

I blew it with a friend several days ago. I know better than to speak when I’m tired, or frustrated, or heaven forbid, both! But I did it anyway. I was not kind. She knew she’d done nothing to provoke such a response, so my words pierced her heart. Finally realizing how much I hurt her, my heart hurt. Ironically, (I’m sure it was Holy Spirit timed!) a book I ordered showed up at my door that very afternoon. Words from the introduction of Never Unfriended by Lisa-Jo Baker hurled a spear into my heart that helped me determine the root of my unkindness:

“We want to matter to the people we think matter. We want the people we think matter to single us out. We want them to want to spend time with us. We want them to want to share bits of themselves with us that they don’t share with anyone else. We want them to invite us in.”

My words to my friend were over something that wouldn’t normally ruffle a feather. However, I unconsciously aimed them at something much deeper – something my friend knew nothing about. The cause of my unkindness was buried deep within the root of “I just want to matter”.  Does that hit home with you?  

According to Lisa-Jo, friendship issues seem to be a common theme among men and women, but especially women. She says,

 “No matter how invisible you feel or how well you are known, I have yet to meet another woman who doesn’t have scars from broken friendships. In a world where we can be unfriended with the swipe of a finger, sometimes as recently as yesterday, those scars can defeat us. They can isolate us. And we can become experts at cutting people out of our lives just so we don’t have to deal with the discomfort of being their friend.”

There’s a strange sort of comfort in knowing you’re not the only one who’s ever blown it. Perhaps, you’ve failed at a few friendships, but who hasn’t? I’m still sorry for what I said to my friend, and I have apologized, but she spoke the truth when she graciously said, “Relationships are messy.” Truly, they are! But at the same time, it’s the messiness that make them so exciting. 

Godly friendship pushes you to become the person God made you to be. Mistakes in friendship teach you lessons only those who gently hold your heart have the right to teach. True friendship properly hones the way you see yourself and gives you confidence to carry on. Faithful friendship teaches, comforts, protects, forgives, counsels, and stays put. Yes, I believe friendship just might be the very institution God continues to use to teach all of us how to relate to the Holy Spirit. If we let the Spirit in, He will become our very best friend! Only then, can He effectively teach us how to become better friends with each other.

I know the great lengths my friends, and especially my husband, recently went to in order to put some wind back into my deflated emotions. Those acts of Spirit-generated love created a thankfulness that lit a fire under my desire to love others without expecting anything in return.

Obviously, I don’t always get it right, but at least I’ve learned to admit my mistakes and ask for forgiveness much sooner. I’m slowly learning how to focus on small victories rather than dwelling on my mistakes. The Spirit has set me on the right path and blessed me with wise and understanding friends who love me just because they love me. That makes me love them more.

Ephesus’ young pastor Timothy understood how precious the encouragement of a good friend can be. David A. Seamands, in his book Healing for Damaged Emotions, stated, “The entire 2nd epistle to Timothy seems to be written by Paul to pull Timothy out of depression.” (Even those on fire for the Lord can let their flame get too low. Look around and see if there’s a leader in your life who could use some encouragement.) 

I took some time to examine 2nd Timothy so that I could focus on friendship through the eyes of Paul. I wanted to learn what he wrote to lift Timothy out of his depression. I came up with 10 things I believe every friend wants. I can testify to their worth because these are exactly the things my friends did for me. 

Just to get us started on this 3-part series on friendship, I’ll give you the first one today. Go back and read 2 Timothy, and see if you can pick out 9 more.

WHAT FRIENDS WANT

1. Affirmation

“To Timothy, my dearly loved son. I constantly remember you in my prayers night and day. Remembering your tears, I long to see you so that I may be filled with joy.” (2 Tim. 1:2a, 3b-4)

It’s so easy to think compliments, yet never say them out loud. Compliments go a mighty long way in smoothing out a rough day. If Timothy was anything like us, I’m sure he tore into Paul’s letter while standing at the mailbox. Then, seeing that Paul called him his dearly loved son must have painted a smile on his face.When was the last time you told a friend just how much they mean to you? In the first few lines of his letter, Paul made sure Timothy understood how much he mattered by admitting how often he thought of him and how anxious he was to see him. Timothy had to have known he was a needed and necessary part of Paul’s life. That’s some good affirmation!

Next week, we’ll look at five more things friends want and need. If you have your own thoughts, chime in! After all, we’re all friends!

Happy Tuesday!

Posted On March 5, 2019
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Anxiety

Anxiety

By Donna Jackson on February 26, 2019

Anxiety churns deep within the body in an unexplainable way. Rising emotional temperatures cause stomachs to bubble – not with excitement, but with angst. Tension travels through various passageways making it hard to breathe. It finds a resting place in the heart and hunkers down for a day, a week, a month, or two. One or both legs often bounce like jackhammers while hands tremble under an overwhelming blanket of dread.

When was the last time you experienced a crippling amount of anxiety? Mine was last August.

The months leading up to August had been tough. Satan had thrown down his gauntlet in February and declared war on my soul as soon as I stepped off the stage at a women’s conference. In the backstage stairwell of that venue, anxiety took my breath away – literally. I had been sick before the event, and I prayed that God would bless me with enough voice to get my message out. It squeaked out, just barely. As I stepped offstage, Satan met me with a heaping helping of anxiety. I couldn’t catch my breath. He whispered lies in my ear that set off a whirlwind of doubt that not only affected my speaking ability, but also contaminated every area of my life. He got nasty!

Then in August, a friend of mine decided to celebrate her birthday by inviting a few friends to meet her for lunch. We’d not been friends long enough for me to realize it was her birthday celebration, but what a great idea! She gave us a card telling us what we mean to her and also included a Kennedy half dollar in the envelope. By the way, she also bought our lunch. 🙂

What turned into a most meaningful day didn’t begin that way for me. My friend and her guests were impressive women of God. They each had amazing hearts that inspired me to lean in closer in hopes some of their goodness would rub off on me. I believe that old axiom; show me your friends, and I’ll show you your future. But, Satan had spent months reminding me of all my mistakes, awkward friendships, shortcomings, and insecurities. Anxiety about that lunch had me tied in so many knots that I almost called in my regrets, but my sweet husband urged me to go.

By the time I arrived at the restaurant, I was a mess. As everyone arrived one at a time, I just kept praying my anxiousness wasn’t showing. As expected, conversation was cheerful and actually relaxing. Everyone else’s ease finally put me at ease. I stopped my fidgeting and turned down Satan’s volume. I came to the table thinking I didn’t belong, but left knowing that these people really loved me. The friendship they showed me that day helped turn my anxiety around. I wasn’t completely cured that day, but my feet began stepping toward a new level of freedom that excited me. 

Today, six months later, whenever I feel anxious about meeting new people, or having a hard conversation with someone, or I’m just simply insecure, I put the coin given to me that day in my pocket and take it with me. Just holding it reminds me that God loves the me He created. He loves me so much that He sent friends to love me, inspire me, and walk beside me. It also reminds me that Satan is a liar who only threatens those who threaten him. I like knowing I give Satan fits, don’t you? 

Lately, a small cross given to me by my grandfather also accompanies the coin in my pocket. It reminds me that Jesus joins me at every table. His presence calms my mind and emotions so that anxiety no longer threatens me. When I am calm I can return the favor that my friends bestowed on me; I can speak words of encouragement and good cheer. 

Trust God. Let go of your anxiety. You were made for so much more!

Posted On February 26, 2019
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Waiting on the Inexpressible

Waiting on the Inexpressible

By Donna Jackson on February 19, 2019

In my life’s photo album, the word inexpressible lies pasted just above many snapshots containing emotions too strong to be described in words. A few are too hurtful to attach words, but most are inexpressibly joyful. Here are some examples you might relate to:

  • Only someone who has finally gotten the job she’s spent a lifetime working toward truly understands the inexpressible feeling of sitting in her new chair in her new position for the very first time.
  • Unless you are a husband and wife who’s been married for decades, it is impossible to fathom all the emotion behind years of intense moments of intimacy.
  • Only another mother can fully comprehend the feeling of having her own little bundle of squirming, screaming preciousness handed to her for the very first time.
  • Surely, all of us can appreciate the difficulty in describing scenes of natural beauty that take our breaths away. Magnificent glaciers. Artistic sunrises. Thundering oceans. Snow-capped mountains. Valleys of blooming wildflowers. Honey bees. Butterflies. Hummingbirds. Lions. Tigers. Bears. Oh my!

Yes, God is in the awe-inspiring business! He delights in delighting us and leaving us speechless. Take a moment to ponder those inexpressible moments and see if you can identify the common ingredient.

  • It takes many years to secure that new benchmark position on which a heart’s been set.
  • They don’t call childbirth labor for nothing – it culminates a 9-month process. 
  • Intense physical (and spiritual) intimacy in marriage comes when you’ve taken the time to learn the desires of your spouse’s … well, heart. 🙂
  • And many times, it takes a lengthy expedition to experience God’s most inspiring natural wonders. 

When we place all of our inexpressible moments into a pot and boil them down, we’re left with the fundamental ingredient of time. It takes time for inexpressible things to happen.

Just ask Peter.

When Jesus called him, he was no more than a mere unschooled, ordinary fisherman who became intrigued by the words, miracles, wisdom, and love of Jesus. However, as opposition against Jesus grew, Peter denied even knowing Jesus and thus failed to demonstrate His love for God. When the soldiers came to arrest Jesus, he failed to love others and cut off a soldier’s ear with his sword. But, when Peter finally looked into the eyes of the risen Savior, he found the forgiveness, mercy, grace, and compassion of a true and loyal friend.

Eventually, Peter became fully convicted of his own inability to be good enough to follow Jesus’ commands of loving God and others. He needed the the Holy Spirit to teach him how to love. His journey took time, but it led him straight into the lap of inexpressible joy. 

Hear what Peter had to say to his fellow believers: 

“Though you have not seen him [Jesus], you love him; though not seeing him now, you believe in him, and you rejoice with inexpressible and glorious joy, because you are receiving the goal of your faith, the salvation of your souls.” 

(1 Peter 1:8-9)

I never denied knowing Jesus verbally, but sadly my past actions proved that I only knew Him to be the most important person in the Bible. I didn’t know Him as my most important friend who actually enjoys spending time with me! It took time to form a mental picture of Him – one that I rely on to help me experience His friendship. Thankfully, God blessed me with enough time to create an intimate relationship with Jesus that can only be truly understood by those who have experienced it. Every day with Him is an adventure. Now, I can’t wait to see the new ways He chooses to leave me speechless!

It’s often said that if you want what someone else has, you need to be willing to do what they did to get it. Are you willing do what Peter did?

Are you willing to let God love you no matter what you’ve done?

Are you willing to be broken enough to let your pain out?

Are you willing to learn how to love?

Are you willing to read the love letter God sent you and cherish every word, believe every promise, accept every good thing He says about you, and believe He loves you with all His heart?

If you are willing, He is able to do immeasurably more than you can ask or imagine! Let Him fill you with inexpressible joy! Oh, what a feeling!

Posted On February 19, 2019
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When Freedom and Joy Collide

When Freedom and Joy Collide

By Donna Jackson on February 12, 2019

Freedom for the Good Little Church Girl was conceived when an unidentifiable, yet overwhelming desire penetrated the core of how I perceived God. Have you ever had that feeling? You see other Christians living in complete peace and joy, even in the middle of their struggles, and you wonder where you took a wrong turn. For me, it took a long, hard seven years for me to retrace my steps all the way back to the beginning.

I had learned how to “do” religion. I went to church, prayed, read my Bible, and did all the things a good little church girl is supposed to do. Since learning excited me, I studied diligently. I knew the Scriptures, but it wasn’t until I began searching for that “something more” that I finally found Jesus. Through the love I found in Him, I slowly began to change my perception of God. He was no longer the taskmaster who demanded obedience out of fear. He became the God who loves me even more than I love my grandchildren. He greatly desires to hold me close, calm my fears, and reassure me of His love. This never-ending, unrelenting love caused me to fall deeply in love. Now I absolutely want to obey Him – not because I think I have to, but because I know I love Him so!

Religion can’t create your path to God – no matter how hard you try. None of us will ever get everything exactly right, but with Jesus going before and behind us, God makes our way perfect. Your acceptance of God’s love, Jesus’ grace, and your friendship with the Holy Spirit allow your joy to overflow.

I can tell you with 100% of my being that Satan does not want you to read Freedom for the Good Little Church Girl. He fought me on every front last year to keep this story from getting out. He wanted to silence me (and he almost did), but God came to my rescue. Satan wants to keep you chained to your not-enoughs, if-onlys, and I-shoulds because he knows those things keep you, and your loved ones, away from real joy. Authentic, pure joy is magnetic. Those without it want it, and those who have it have discovered its source.

Is there room in your life for a little more joy? Can you shed another layer or two of captivity? No matter your level of freedom, there is always another level to discover. That’s what makes walking with Jesus so exciting.

I’d like to share a snippet of Freedom for the Good Little Church Girl with you. If you’d like to read more, you can purchase a copy by clicking on Perfection Road’s “Store” tab. Let me assure you that this book has been a labor of love. No profit comes from book sales. Your $10 purchase does, however, allow me to give more copies away to ladies who might not be able to afford to purchase their own. Knowing we are redeemed to live in freedom puts a spring in everyone’s step. Thank you for taking the time to walk with me.

Maybe you grew up showing your love for God by striving to do all the right things. Your passionate love of learning inflates your mind and God’s word fascinates you. Your friends even labeled you the “One-Who-Has-It-All-Together”, but secretly, you know that’s a big fat lie. Rather than feeling the joy of the Lord, your anxious heart feels depleted. You find yourself constantly striving to prove your goodness. 

Or perhaps, you realize you are bound by something, but have no idea what it is – much less how to escape it? When all is still and quiet you often wonder if you are experiencing all God has in mind for you. You may not know it yet, but freedom is what your heart longs for.

Then, there are a few of you who’ve already found life-changing freedom, but desperately need to relate to all those good little know-it-all church girls and boys who continue to stand heavily on your very last nerve. You know, the ones who view your passion for Jesus as an insincere display of emotion. You need insight into their world to help you understand their struggles.

I want to give each of you a peek at the inexpressible joy you will experience when you let God lift the window shades of your heart – the ones secretly lowered by unnecessary beliefs, unfortunate circumstances, or negative emotions. It could throw Light onto a freedom process that, at first glance, might seem unwarranted or perhaps too messy to consider – if not downright impossible. But freedom’s irresistible Light has the power to slowly beckon you out of your dimly lit room into the eye-squinting, toe-tapping, song-singing sunshine of real freedom in Christ. 

Your journey will look different from mine. The covert emotional thugs holding you hostage may have different faces, but their motives, techniques, and determination will be the same. I am no theologian, certified counselor, or scholar, but I have earned an honorary doctorate in finding freedom. My seven-year journey led me straight into the loving lap of God, the gracious arms of Jesus, and the sweet, intimate fellowship of the Holy Spirit. If you aren’t there yet, that’s exactly what I want for you! It is possible.

Excerpt from the Introduction of Freedom for the Good Little Church Girl

“Not to us, Lord, not to us but to your name be the glory, because of your love and faithfulness.”
Psalm 115:1

Posted On February 12, 2019
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When You Love Someone

When You Love Someone

By Donna Jackson on February 5, 2019

If you’ve walked in to most any kind of store the last few weeks, you’ve no doubt been met with displays of heart-shaped candy boxes, red and white bunches of flowers, and little silhouettes of naked cherubs poised to fling an arrow. Let’s face it, lives get hectic, and it’s good to be reminded that we should take the time to find ways of expressing our love to everyone we hold dear.

Last year, I set out on a quest for two specific things: 1) to learn how to properly love people, and 2) to find the path to true joy. God has always blessed me, but most recently His blessings have exceeded far beyond anything I deserve or could have ever imagined. It took stillness and quiet to hear Jesus speak words of love to my weary and restless spirit. It took a willingness to allow God to open my eyes to the many ways He demonstrates His love day after day after day.

Thankfully, God began to reveal thousands of small, previously overlooked Valentines of love He constantly delivers through my husband, children, grandchildren, and friends. He’s taught them all how to love me incredibly well. Those acts of loving kindness have in turn created a profound thankfulness which saturated my heart with an inexpressible joy. By loving me, they’ve taught me how to love.

Jason Mraz sings a song simply called “Love Someone” which perfectly states what I’ve recently discovered on the path God’s laid out for me.

“Love is a funny thing. Whenever I give it, it comes back to me. And it’s wonderful to be giving with my whole heart as my heart receives.”

I wasn’t sure about sharing that song with you, but once I saw the video I knew that it would transcend not only husband/wife relationships, but friendships as well. When we take care of others we become blessed beyond all measure. 

Love Someone by Jason Mraz

God has loved us incredibly well, so why not transmit that love to someone today? Buy a card, send a text, make a phone call. Better yet, sit across the table from someone you love. It doesn’t have to be Valentine’s Day to love someone incredibly well. Jesus does it every day!

Oh, and by the way, thank you for loving me! I love you even more!

Posted On February 5, 2019
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The Most Perfect Way

By Donna Jackson on January 29, 2019

I’m stepping to the far side of my comfort zone today with a video blog. Don’t worry! I’ll be tapping computer keys again next week. Just thought I’d introduce myself to our new travelers. Thank you all for moseying along with me this year.

Ever wondered where the name Perfection Road came from? Well …

Posted On January 29, 2019
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God Stayed. Jesus Came. What About You? Part 3

God Stayed. Jesus Came. What About You? Part 3

By Donna Jackson on January 22, 2019

Last week we visited the story of the lost son who eventually returned home to the welcoming arms of his father. The son’s heart had traveled far off to pursue selfish pleasures long before his feet ever took the first steps. Because of the son’s unwillingness to show honor and respect, his father did not chase him. However, once he returned and sin was confessed, grace opened the floodgates of mercy and great blessings. True Love doesn’t chase the sinful; it beckons them home.

Today, I’d like you to step with me into another story. One that I have wrestled with for months in hopes of shedding some light on the motives of those who, either knowingly or unknowingly, isolate themselves from Love. It’s also my hope to inspire those of you who keep the doors of your hearts bolted and locked to courageously fling them open so Love can come in to soothe your hurt.

John 11 stands tall in proclaiming the resurrection power of Jesus through the body of His friend Lazarus. We first meet Lazarus’ two sisters Mary and Martha in Luke 10. There, Martha represents the mindset of those following the Law and its compulsion for good works. Mary, on the other hand, represents the importance of a spiritual relationship with Jesus. In no uncertain terms, Jesus declares which of these is most important. “Martha, Martha, you are worried and upset about many things, but one thing is necessary. Mary has made the right choice, and it will not be taken away from her.” (Luke 10:41-42)

After reading John 11 in at least 20 different versions and praying for the Holy Spirit to show me why He kept sending me back to this chapter, I finally saw it. It may merely be a woman thing. I don’t know. But, I’d like you to hear me out.

Of the three siblings in this story, Lazarus always holds the top billing in the storyline. After all, a man raised from the dead continues to raise the eyebrows of even the harshest critic. But I’d like to contend that Lazarus’ sister Mary should linger in the spotlight for a moment or two longer. 

In Luke 10, Mary sat in the glowing presence of the Light of the World, hanging on every word. John makes it a point to tell us that Jesus loved Lazarus, Martha, and Mary and considered them friends. But then, after Mary and Martha sent word to this dear friend saying, “Lord, the one you love is sick,” Jesus didn’t come right away. He stayed put until Lazarus had been dead four days so that the glory of God would be displayed in an undeniable way. Mary and Martha, however, were not privy to this important tidbit of explanation, and Mary soon found herself in a dark place.

The friendship between Mary and Jesus had no doubt formed through deep conversation, shared meals, and many words of affirmation for one another. Mary trusted Jesus with her heart. But there in the darkness of overwhelming grief, her trust was tested. We get a glimpse of Mary’s hurt heart when the sisters finally received word that Jesus had indeed come. Martha went out to meet Him, but Mary remained seated in the house. Hurt hearts sit.

Perhaps, it wouldn’t be too farfetched to believe that Mary might have begun to doubt the love of Jesus. Just maybe, she allowed these kinds of negative thoughts to creep into her thinking: “If He really loved me He would have come right away. Doesn’t He care?” or “After all the love I’ve shown Him, you’d think He could at least show up”, or “Why did He say He loved me if He didn’t mean it?” or just maybe Mary climbed up on her high horse and thought, “If He had been the one hurting, I would have shown up!” Hurt hearts criticize.

Oh, how these have been my thoughts at least a thousand times toward almost as many people. I really hate admitting that, but I want those of you going through a tough time to rise above the negative thoughts. You are worth the time! People really do love you, but sometimes they just don’t realize how important they are! Tell them. Ask for their help. Yes, there may be those who disappoint you, but look around your life at all the ones who show up for you. Thank them, and love them incredibly well. Above all, please know that God loves you no matter what you’ve done or haven’t done!

If you know someone going through a rough time, go to them! Help them experience the love of Jesus by telling them what they mean to Him and to you. Look into their hurt. Spend time with them. Listen. Hold them when they cry. Laugh with them when they can laugh. Just be there! By doing this, you represent the love of Jesus very well. True Love doesn’t ignore the hurting; it heals them.

As for Mary, the sweet results of her mended heart soon filled the air at Lazarus’ resurrection party. In the presence of Jesus she not only found her worth, but also a joy that was gloriously inexpressible, and gratitude that was completely uncontainable. 

And so did I!

Posted On January 22, 2019
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God Stayed. Jesus Came. What About You? Part 2

God Stayed. Jesus Came. What About You? Part 2

By Donna Jackson on January 15, 2019

I asked my son Jarrod’s permission to share a page out of his life’s book if I promised to protect his identity. He never hesitated in declaring, “I don’t mind you using my name!” He understands this page in his chapter on repentance was a pivotal moment not only in our relationship, but also in his spiritual development. His willingness to let me share it demonstrates the confidence he has in the grace he received.

If you have kids or have ever been one, you know the teen years naturally cause emotions to rise and fall quickly. The teetering toddler who once held a finger tightly, all too soon transforms into a teenager who secretly wants to slap that same hand as far as the east is from the west. Eventually and inevitably, tempers flare. Voices rise. Faces redden. And that’s just the mother! 🙂

However, on this particular day it was Jarrod who lost his cool. He let a man old enough to be his father get under his skin while playing golf, and he lost all control. He knew disrespect would not be tolerated by either his dad or me. He had also learned early on to confess quickly when he’d done something wrong. Being the son of a teacher who taught in his school helped him realize someone always stood ready to tattle. He also learned the hard way that things would go much better for him if he confessed before I heard it from an eager tattletale. But this time the news beat him home, and his mama was more than a little upset. 

I usually let his dad handle most of his heavy discipline because heaven knows it takes one to know one. This time, however, all my pushed buttons wore Jarrod’s fingerprints. It had been a hard season of teachable moments. When I finally saw him, I pounced on him like a hungry lion on its prey. He sputtered and fumed and announced he was going to leave. (Just between you and me, my heart broke, but I stood my ground.) I told him he could leave if he wanted to, and go as far as the measly sum in his checking account would take him. Out the door he went. This was not our finest hour.

Maybe this story reminds you of a parable Jesus told in Luke 15 commonly referred to as The Prodigal Son or The Lost Son. Like Jarrod, the young man in the story left home with the blessings his father provided in order to pursue his own way. The father didn’t chase him. The father stayed, worked his fields with one eye scanning the horizon, and he waited. I know how that father felt. 

To this day, I don’t know where Jarrod went or what he did, but I know what I did. I sat at the bottom of the stairs near the front door, praying, and waiting. I would still be praying and waiting if necessary, as I know some of you are with your children. I learned to trust God more that night.

The prodigal son stayed gone long enough to live a worldly lifestyle and exhaust his father’s money. Jarrod stayed away until the wee hours of the next morning. 

The prodigal’s situation in Luke 15 grew dire enough for him to long for home. He realized his pride had caused his desperation, and he ached to become a lowly servant in his father’s house. He practiced the speech he only had the chance to partially give. As soon as his father spotted him in the distance, he ran to him (something honorable Jewish men didn’t do) and embraced him. The once-lost son had changed his heart, returned home, and all was forgiven.

Jarrod never said whether or not he practiced his speech before FINALLY calling home. But it was effective. He knew he’d made a huge mistake and more than anything, he wanted to be back in his mom and dad’s good graces. There were consequences for his actions, but many blessings upon his return. The hug he received when he walked through the door became an object lesson in grace. He knew his repentance had been met with forgiveness even though he didn’t deserve it.

As members of Christ’s body, perhaps each of us could work toward creating more loving and forgiving environments, so that those who’ve chased sinful lifestyles will pay attention to being supernaturally drawn toward repentance and a loving church home – one that’s been watching, waiting, and praying for them. I am not saying we should dismiss the hurt they’ve caused or ignore sin. I am saying our attitude toward them makes all the difference in their desire to return. Jesus modeled our response with the woman caught in adultery when he said, “Your sins are forgiven. Go and sin no more.” 

Just imagine how you and I would bless the name of Jesus if we helped His church become known as a place of acceptance for those who might be practicing their homecoming speeches even now! 

However, if you’re one who’s been running toward your own desires and away from True Love, just know God waits for you. He’s ready and willing to cast your sins as far as the east is from the west. There will still be consequences, but He’s ready to wrap you in a robe of righteousness, establish a loving relationship with you, and prepare you to make a difference in this world. If you still feel the need to run, run home. Just know, the longer you’ve been running, the longer the return may be. Trust God every step of the way. Forgiveness is worth it!

In Jesus’ parable, God stayed and waited for the prodigal to return. Yet, next week in the gospel of John we will meet an obedient woman who lost her sense of worth and found herself separated from Jesus. For her, Jesus came.  

“Love is patient. Love is kind. Love does not envy, is not boastful, is not arrogant, is not rude, is not self-seeking, is not irritable and does not keep a record of wrongs. Love finds no joy in unrighteousness but rejoices in the truth. It bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.”

1 Corinthians 13:4-7

Posted On January 15, 2019
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God Stayed. Jesus Came. What About You? Part 1

God Stayed. Jesus Came. What About You? Part 1

By Donna Jackson on January 8, 2019

At Christmas, our pastor told a story that stuck with me like a bug on a sticky pad. I can’t shake it off my heart so I’m thinking I’m supposed to tell you the story.

A husband and wife began fighting so much that the wife, who battled depression and anxiety, fell into deep depression. Her negative emotions overwhelmed her so much that she finally packed a bag and left her husband and three children. 

The husband sent text after text, made phone call after phone call, but she never responded. He filed a missing person’s report, but nothing. Weeks went by, so the husband hired a private investigator to look for his wife. Soon, she was found in a less-than-desirable motel on the shady side of town. Immediately, the husband and children jumped into their van, high-tailed it to the motel, and knocked on the door of her room. When she opened the door and saw her family, she gathered her belongings without saying a word, packed her bag, and got into the van. All the way home no one said a word. After they got to the house, the kids went to their room, and the confused husband spoke first, “I’ve sent you hundreds of texts and made hundreds of phone calls that you never answered. Then, when we showed up at your door, you just packed your bag, and came with us. Why did you come so easily?”

At this point in the story, I leaned in to hear her response because I knew exactly how she felt. I know that feeling of deep depression. Maybe some of you do too. Some of you may wonder if your life really matters because Satan has increased his lies from mere whispers to shouts, reminding you of all the mistakes you’ve made. His you-will-never-be-good-enough-to-make-a-difference song is on repeat in your head. You believe those you love would be much better off without all your inner turmoil ruining their days. Satan has you twisted in so many knots that you believe the most loving thing you could do would be to go away. You wonder how God could ever love someone like you.

If you feel this way, lean in, and listen closely to what I learned this past year. God does indeed love you! You are His child, the apple of His eye, and He will never leave you. He sent His Son Jesus to pay the bill for all your sins. He sent His Holy Spirit to establish a loving, intimate relationship with you – one that Satan continually attempts to destroy. Jesus wants to become your best friend who talks with you for hours over meals, laughs at your jokes, dances to your music, cries when you hurt, and shows up every single time you invite Him into the scenes of your life’s movie.

Yes, you’ve made mistakes. Who hasn’t? Both you and I have purposely done things that do not honor God. Let’s confess them, and get on with life. People have hurt you. Forgive them. And just know this: there will be people who will never forgive you, but God always will when you ask, and He’s the one that counts. If people don’t love you, that’s their loss, but remain open to love. When others make light of you, maybe it’s because they don’t understand you. Kill their ridicule with kindness. If you feel rejected, there are godly people who will walk closely beside you. Go where they are!

All this was easy to type, but so very hard to learn. As my Daddy always says, “If it was easy everybody would be doing it.” It took an entire year to get to the bottom of my life’s memories I had managed to keep boxed and stored. However, God knew it would be for my benefit to rapid-fire an abundance of challenges toward me in order to completely empty me. He knew that only then could I survive and know beyond all doubt that the joy I now feel is ALL because of Him and ABSOULUTELY NOT because of anything I had done.

We can’t truly love anyone else until we grasp how much God loves us. God is love! He proved His love to me over and over by leading me step by step through a grueling, but glorious process of transformation. He will do the same for you. Now, I have just one question I’m feeling led to ask:

The Spirit kept reminding me of two stories in the gospels that I’d like for us to step into over the next two weeks. These two stories helped me understand how to take what I’d learned through an inward examination of myself and apply it to outwardly loving the people he’s placed in my path. It helped me be able to decide whether I should stay put whenever someone I love wants to run away or whether I should go after them. I hope you’ll join me and share your thoughts as we go.

So! I guess you’d like to know how the pastor’s story ended. Right? The wife’s honest response made my eyes first sting, then puddle, and finally spill over their brims because her response would have been mine too. The woman left home feeling depressed and useless. After her husband pursued her and brought her back home, he asked, “Why did you come home so easily?”

Her response?

“BECAUSE YOU CAME!”

Sweet friend, Jesus came for you too!

Posted On January 8, 2019
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Special Edition

Special Edition

By Donna Jackson on January 6, 2019

I rarely deviate from my usual posting on Tuesdays. However, this year’s Lean into Jesus Ministries Women’s Conference, TRUST GOD will encourage you as you walk in faith. I’d love to see you in Guntersville, Alabama on February 2nd!

God created you. He has redeemed you; you need not fear. He calls you by name; you are HIS! He will be with you when you walk through waters. He will protect you when you walk through fire. You are precious in His eyes and honored. He loves you. You can TRUST HIM. (Isaiah 43:1-4)

Tara Boyce, Maryann Hood, Jeri Lynn Daniel, and Charlene Miller will share powerful testimonies of God’s faithfulness.  

Lana Swartzlander, Kim Underwood King, Patti Smart League, Atlee Griffin, Wendy Griffin, Kristie Brothers, Shirley Chupp and Rosalie Hunt will share drama presentations of women who fully trusted in our mighty God.

First United Methodist Church Praise Team “Amplify” will lead worship. We will have special music by Tara Wilson Boyce, Elishaba Larson, Amanda Patterson, and Kristie Brothers. 

Lunch catered by Rock House Catering is included in the $25 ticket price. 

Simply click this link to purchase your tickets today: https://www.eventbrite.com/e/trust-god-womens-conference-tickets-48516170171 

For more information about Lean Into Jesus Ministries click here: www.leanintojesus.com.


Posted On January 6, 2019
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FINALLY! Happy New Year!

FINALLY! Happy New Year!

By Donna Jackson on January 1, 2019

God has done, is doing, and will continue to do wonderful things even when some of those things might not seem so wonderful. During 2019, may each of us quickly recognize the mighty hand of God, trust in His perfect timing, and thank Him even more for the way He diligently works things out for our good.

Before we race into intentional joy next Tuesday, please take a few minutes to review how far down Perfection Road we’ve traveled in 2018. (Click the link on the picture if you’d like to read the post.)

Get ready for a very Happy New Year, friends!

Posted On January 1, 2019
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Schedule Your Grief

Schedule Your Grief

By Donna Jackson on December 18, 2018

Just this past week, a complete comeapart would have been the healthiest thing for me, but who wants to be that vulnerable in the middle of Wal-Mart? (If you’re not from the South, just know that a comeapart is exactly what it sounds like – every last emotion comes apart.) Who really wants to be seen blubbering over a can of Progresso Chicken Enchilada Soup? Not this girl!

This first Christmas since the loss of my mom, I knew a public display of overwhelming grief would be embarrassing and awkward. I also knew that I had to somehow process and deal with my grief. I had no idea how to reconcile those two things, so I texted my counselor friend and made an appointment. It’s been a blessing to have a counselor for a friend.

I explained my dilemma and once again she taught me something that I’d like to pass on to you – just in case grief tries to rear its ugly head during this holiday season. I’ll begin with the same question she asked me, “Have you ever heard of scheduling grief?” 

In order to heal, neither you nor I can keep pushing our grief further down and postponing the healing process. However, none of us wants to become a spectacle in public places either. So instead, pick a specific day and time for your grief – one when you know you’ll be alone. Then, whenever you feel you’re about to come apart, remind yourself that you’ll return to that grief-filled moment during your scheduled appointment. That way you’re not dismissing your feelings, but rather dealing with them at a much better time and place. 

When your appointment comes, pretend grief is a box on a shelf in your mind. Take down the imaginary box on your appointed day, take the lid off, and pour all of your emotional memories into the box. Cry. Wail. Use a whole box of Kleenex if you need to. When you’re done, put the lid back on the imaginary box and return it to your mind’s shelf until the next appointed time.

I’ve postponed my grief several times over the last week knowing I have a time set aside to let it all out. This technique really works. So far, all soup cans have been kept dry. 

If you begin to feel overwhelmed due to the loss of a friend or family member, I hope you’ll consider implementing this process. If you’d like to share your first name in the comment box, I’ll be glad to pray for you. I would appreciate your prayers as well. In the meantime, let me remind you of the glorious day that’s on the way:

Then I heard a loud voice from the throne: Look, God’s dwelling is with humanity, and he will live with them. They will be his peoples, and God himself will be with them and will be their God.  He will wipe away every tear from their eyes. Death will be no more; grief, crying, and pain will be no more, because the previous things have passed away.

Then the one seated on the throne said, “Look, I am making everything new.” He also said, “Write, because these words are faithful and true.” (Revelation 21:3-5, CSB)


I’ll be taking a break for a couple of weeks, but I’ll see you back here on Perfection Road on January 8th. May God bless you with love, joy, peace, and lots of happy memories! Merry Christmas and Happy New Year! 

Posted On December 18, 2018
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What’s It All About?

What’s It All About?

By Donna Jackson on December 11, 2018

Sunday holds the top spot on my list of favorite days. After a week’s worth of busy, Sunday smooths my ruffled feathers and fills me with hope for the next week. I hope it does that for you as well.

This past Sunday exceeded my greatest expectations. It wasn’t merely the worship that did the trick, though it did summon a few drops of emotion from my eyes. It wasn’t necessarily the inspiring message I heard, nor was it the oh-so-sweet sweet fellowship I’ve come to thrive on. No, it was the hearts of the children I’m blessed to serve that completely overwhelmed me.

My part of Sunday’s children’s service was to offer a short closing message and prayer, followed by some small group time with my amazing  4th  and  5th  grade boys. These particular assignments make Sunday extra special for me.

After watching a video lesson about being grateful with what we have during the Christmas season, I decided to reenact a scene from a movie that most of our kids are very familiar with. In A Charlie Brown Christmas, a frustrated Charlie cried out, “Isn’t there anyone who knows what Christmas is all about?” Linus responded, “Sure, Charlie Brown. I can tell you what Christmas is all about,” as he stepped centerstage into the spotlight to beautifully quote Luke 2:8-14.  How wonderful it is to take the time to remember just how miraculous the birth of Jesus was!

As we moved into our prayer time together, we talked about the  prophet Isaiah’s description of Jesus, the Messiah who would come to earth as a baby to grow and live among us. I reminded them that Isaiah lived hundreds of years before Jesus’ birth, but still knew that He would be a Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, and the Prince of Peace.

The children seemed to understand that at some point we all need some wise advice, someone who will protect and take care of us, someone who will always be with us and never leave us, and someone who can give us peace in our crazy lives. Many prayed to have Jesus become their own Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, and Prince of Peace.

Small group time began by handing out prayer cards to my circle of boys along with these instructions, “Tell God which one of these four descriptions of Jesus you need most in your life right now, and why you need it.”

I wasn’t prepared for the depth of emotion that poured onto these cards.

One boy asked for a Wonderful Counselor because he needed a friend.

Another wanted a Mighty God because he was being bullied at school. What I read at the bottom of the card from this boy who wore the biggest smile in the room broke my heart. He wrote: Why do people bully me?

Another seemed desperate for an Everlasting Father because he never got to see his dad.

And another one wrote that he needed a Prince of Peace because it wasn’t very peaceful in his house right now.

It’s true, we feel our need for a Savior when we are children, and we never outgrow that need. Are there children in your life struggling quietly with stressful emotions? Take time to ask questions, and then listen.

I’m pretty sure some of you grownups reading this right now could also use a friend, a protector, some security, or a whole lot of peace; maybe all four. Don’t be afraid to let it show, and then intentionally lean on Jesus.

However, there may be a few of us who could be a little more like Jesus by supporting someone else through difficult days. Look around. Who needs you? By learning how to become more Christlike, we find exactly what we need.  

And that’s what Christmas is all about, Charlie Brown.

And there were in the same country shepherds abiding in the field, keeping watch over their flock by night. And, lo, the angel of the Lord came upon them, and the glory of the Lord shone round about them: and they were sore afraid. And the angel said unto them, Fear not: for, behold, I bring you good tidings of great joy, which shall be to all people. For unto you is born this day in the city of David a Savior, which is Christ the Lord. And this shall be a sign unto you; Ye shall find the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes, lying in a manger. And suddenly there was with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace, good will toward men. (Luke 2:8-14, KJV, emphasis definitely mine)



Posted On December 11, 2018
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You Weren’t Called To Do It All!

You Weren’t Called To Do It All!

By Donna Jackson on December 4, 2018

Maybe feeling the pressure to meet every single need of everyone in our lives is a “firstborn” thing. Maybe it’s a “being a woman” thing. Or, maybe it’s a “pride” thing. Perhaps, it’s all three rolled up in a giant ball of mistletoe. (I’m thinking some sons and husbands might be reading this, so you can pay me later for the insight. 🙂 )

Especially during the holidays, many of us women feel the need to be in charge, to see that everything gets done, and gets done exceptionally well when we were never called to do it all. We want dinners to go off without a hitch as presents wrapped with artistic flair lie underneath our perfectly decorated tree. On the big day, we hope to display rested eyes that twinkle with excitement and gleaming smiles that sparkle. We long to create cherished memories that etch themselves into the minds of our children and grandchildren.

Several months ago, a very wise friend gave me some great advice I’d like to pass along to you. It translates to every demanding season of life – not just Christmas. As I sat wet-eyed in her office chair, I explained the reason for my emotional drain. A long-lost relative had suddenly and unexpectedly reappeared in my life only because he needed someone, anyone, to manage his life during his long hospital stay. He nominated me while I was in the throes of also managing my mom’s doctor visits, medication, bill paying, and her general activities of life. His unrelenting demands stretched my body and emotions as thin as frog hair split four ways. Resentment took hold as he repeatedly insisted that I meet his every whim. I fully admit to you that love was not what I felt for him.

My friend listened as I poured every ounce of my frustration into her lap. Then, she did what she does so well, she understood. She had been there, seen others go there, and offered these three suggestions:

When I spent some time thinking about each of my tasks, there were very few that only I could do. I was blessed with friends and family who would have gladly pitched in if I’d only asked. However, my sense of responsibility overtook my good sense. My pride stood between me and rest.

So, please don’t think that only you can save the day or that you alone can perform a task with excellence. What expectations are you trying to meet that could just as easily be met by someone else? Don’t be too proud to ask, especially when it comes to caring for loved ones. Give the people in your life the opportunity to not have any regrets! Let them help. Let others do what they can do. Those cherished memories you hope to create are counting on you!

God sits on the throne quietly urging the Spirit to send just the right people to you at just the right time. Recognize His voice. Listen to it. Find the rest your body and emotions need. By letting go of lesser things outside your calling, God just might bless you with greater things you were actually created to do. Let go, and let God do what only He can do!

Paul knew he needed the support of his friends to do what God had called him to do. I’m sure you can relate to the discouragement he felt when he failed to locate Titus, his much-needed friend and brother in Christ.

“When I came to Troas to preach the gospel of Christ, even though the Lord opened a door for me, I had no rest in my spirit because I did not find my brother Titus. Instead, I said good-bye to them and left for Macedonia.”

(2 Corinthians 2:12-13)

Later, when he met up with Titus in Macedonia Paul gave God all the credit for the comfort that only He can provide.

When we came into Macedonia, we had no rest. Instead, we were troubled in every way: conflicts on the outside, fears within. But God, who comforts the downcast, comforted us by the arrival of Titus, and not only by his arrival but also by the comfort he received from you. He told us about your deep longing, your sorrow, and your zeal for me, so that I rejoiced even more.”

(2 Corinthians 7:5-7)

No matter the season, the stress, the heartache, or the grief, celebrate the God whose divine power has given us everything required for life and godliness through the knowledge of him who called us by his own glory and goodness. (2 Peter 1:3)

Posted On December 4, 2018
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