Sometimes I have to write an honest and solemn post, and today is a day for one of those. Life these past few days have been tough. To put it plainly, I have been under spiritual attack in my body, relationships, and ministry, in addition to the regular day-to-day challenges. I suppose I could complain, roll over, play dead and wallow in self-pity if I didn’t know my Father, his affections towards me, and what he has for me to do. I suppose I would do all of that if I wasn’t watching and praying or if I didn’t see the enemy working overtime to stop the work of my hands. I suppose I would surrender if I were uncertain of the end, but I am not uncertain. I am sure that regardless of the enemy’s schemes, I win.

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We are in a period of mourning in the Robinson household. My aunt Marilyn Sistrunk recently went home to be with the Lord. The past few days have been filled with laughter from the wonderful memories of her life, tears and sadness at her lost, yet rejoicing that she is now in Heaven and one day we will see her again.

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Last week I barely slept at all. The tossing and turning began on Tuesday night. I went to bed at a decent hour but my mind was not at ease. On some level, I knew I was taking burdens to bed. The thing is: these weren’t even my burdens. They were burdens of friends, family members, and church sisters and brothers who confided in me. Sometimes I pray the words of Bob Pierce, “Let my heart be broken with the things that break the heart of God” and sometimes I pray the words of Rom. 12: 15 so I might rejoice with those who rejoice and mourn with those who mourn. There was a lot of mourning going on. I had been praying throughout the day, but did not pray before going to bed.

I’m starting to think this “pray without ceasing” thing is a literal need and responsibility. Praying keeps me humble. It reminds me that God is God and I am not. Most importantly, prayer allows me to take my burdens to the Lord and LEAVE them there. I was so tired that I spent the whole night trying to force myself back to sleep when I should have gotten up to pray. Better to lose one night’s rest than to lose the entire week’s worth.

There was another reason for my uneasiness. I had a message that needed to get out. I’ll be giving the message at our Women’s Mentoring Dinner in May. God had been speaking to me over the past few months on the topic of the message: love, but the words started to flow into me in the wee hours of the morning. Seriously, God? I don’t know why God gives me words in the most awkward situations, as he frequently does when I’m in the shower.  Continue reading »

I love the start of a New Year. It offers a valuable opportunity to evaluate the previous year and determine areas of focus, goals, and changes in behavior for the coming year.

As 2011 neared its end, I regularly thought about the ministry of hospitality. During one weekend when I was not feeling so hospitable, my hubby reminded me that we are hospitable people and our home is a place where hospitality is offered graciously and generously. So, we decided to host a Game Night.

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My favorite blog post this year was the dialog completed with Nicole Unice concerning racial reconciliation and ‘The Help.’ We discussed racial stereotypes, interracial friendships, and racial challenges in the church.

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