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Mornings with Jesus

Mornings with Jesus January/February 2020

Experience this devotional magazine that blesses you with Jesus' words, His teachings, and His Wisdom. This inspiring magazine will help you begin and end your day connected to Jesus.

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1 Min.
a note from the editor

I CONFESS THAT when I’m sitting in church on a Sunday my thoughts don’t always go in saintly directions. I’ll wonder why that mom can’t keep her kid from running up and down the aisle during worship, or why that guy wears the same jacket week after week—it could use some dry cleaning—or why the preacher takes 20 minutes to say something that could be said in 10. This is in church, mind you, when I’m supposed›to be thinking about God. I found a healthy corrective the other day as I was talking to one of my fellow choir members. “You know,” she said, “I’ve decided that if I’m not being paid to judge, I’m not going to judge. It’s as simple as that.” She should know. She works as a…

2 Min.
new year’s day, wednesday, january 1

I USED TO MAKE A list a mile long of New Year’s resolutions. I would write things like lose fifty pounds, play Rachmaninoff ’s Prelude in C-sharp minor, become fluent in French, run a half marathon, memorize the book of John. When it came to the end of the year, I usually felt like a failure, but then I’d start over with a new list for the new year. Then I observed my own kids. One day, I laid my baby on her tummy. She got stronger, and soon she was sitting up. Rocking and scooting turned to crawling. And after that, pulling up. Within a year she took her first step. I taught them music starting with middle C. Then we moved on to basic rhythms and sharps and flats. Over…

1 Min.
thursday, january 2

I DISCOVERED MY LOVE OF writing in junior high. I wrote stories about girls who wore purple eye shadow and teal mascara. (I was forbidden to wear eye makeup until high school.) I poured all my angst into those stories. Writing became my creative outlet and safe place. Jesus has an unpredictable way of bringing our dreams full circle. Here I am, decades later, teaching junior-high schoolers how to write, unleashing dreams and potential. I’m offering a space of creativity along with a side of homework. I’m pretty sure that purple eye shadow and teal mascara are a thing again. What are the odds? When I started looking for a job this past year, I wasn’t even thinking of teaching. I was looking into administrative work and writing content for large…

1 Min.
friday, january 3

LAST YEAR I JOINED A gym. I’d let too much time pass by without any regular exercise. It showed, in both my tight clothing and doctor’s bills. It was time to get back in shape. I began going to the gym three mornings a week. At first it was grueling, but soon physical benefits became apparent. The various machines and weights became as familiar as old friends. Then I fell ill and missed several weeks. When I finally was strong enough to return, the circuit seemed impossible. I gritted my teeth and forced myself to participate. My muscles screamed at me, and I was tempted to stop going altogether. But every time I went back, it became easier. The weights didn’t strain my arms and legs as much. And if I had…

1 Min.
saturday, january 4

I READ HEALTH AND FITNESS magazines during my trips to the hair salon. One day while waiting to be served, I read an article about food addiction. The writer shared her battle with obesity and went on to say that many addictions are due to family genetics. I thought of my family and the variety of food, drug, and emotional habits that some family members have overcome by the power of grace. The hymn “Amazing Grace” should be my family’s official anthem. Through many dangers, toils, and snares we have already come. ’Tis grace that brought us safe thus far and grace will lead us home. My uncle Jay is one family member who has been transparent in sharing his struggles. For five years, he was plagued by a debilitating drug addiction. My…

1 Min.
sunday, january 5

IN LUKE 19 WE LEARN ABOUT ZACCHAEUS, a tax collector who was so short he had to climb a tree to see Jesus as He was passing through Jericho. When Jesus looked up and saw Zacchaeus, Jesus immediately invited Himself to Zacchaeus’s house! The people in the crowd didn’t think Zacchaeus was worthy of Jesus’s attention. In their eyes Zacchaeus was just a sinful tax collector. But it didn’t matter what they thought because Jesus thought Zacchaeus was worthy of both His presence and salvation. I’m so grateful that Jesus cared about me enough to save me. He willingly gave His life for mine. And it doesn’t matter what anyone else thinks. Anthony Brown and Group Therapy’s song “Worth” brings tears to my eyes every time I hear it because the…