No Profit?

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Philippians 4:13

Today heavenly Dad is explaining that “all things” mean even the most basic: breathing, sliding off of the bed, and living life.

When Archie and I were teaching parents at a boys home for boys placed there by the court system (nice way of saying boys that were incarcerated) one of our favorite sayings we clung to and I have written about was,”God doesn’t call the enabled He enables the called.” My heavenly Dad decided to bring that back up in conversation today.


I have always thought of the verse as referencing vocation, volunteering, parenting, or handling difficult situations. Today heavenly Dad is nudging me about my everyday life.

This morning was another rough start. There is no rhyme or reason why some days the bed does not want to release me and I have no strength to fight. I lay there until I hear my fury kids. They are worth fighting for because they cannot take care of themselves, I explode out of bed, so I have no more opportunity to reason myself to stay. Maybe you do not know what I mean. I hope you don’t.

In Grief Share they spoke of people who were furious at heavenly Dad for the loss of their loved on, or angry in general with their situation. Those feelings also lock us in place.

They spoke of questioning, the “why” or “what if” factor, in loss. I have written before that even if I had those answers it would neither bring Archie back or be a good enough reason for him to leave, so in bed I would stay, again.

Today He gave me me this:

“But whatever was to my profit I now consider loss for the sake of Christ. What is more, I consider everything a loss compared to the surpassing greatness of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whose sake I have lost all things” Philippians 3:7

I have shared that I have had multiple step parents, not the most fun way for a child to grow up. I am now volunteering in DC4K, Divorce Care for Kids as I have a passion to help kids feel like they are not alone, process the waves of emotion taking place in their lives, trust/rely on heavenly Dad and ultimately encourage them that their marriages are not destined for the same result. Loss turned to passion.

The two children I lost to miscarriage, my mom and Archie were not mine  but blessed my life and walk on my journey home. But…I did profit from them. My two little ones, waiting in heaven with Archie, gave me a drive and compassion for those struggling with infertility, miscarriage, and loss of their children. They also taught me love is not bound by the physical: sight, touch, or sound. Loss turned to compassion/empathy.

My mom taught me more than she even knew. She loved heavenly Dad with her whole heart, but sometimes circumstances, the evil one, would fog her path, and she would wonder off course. She taught not only how to live but how not to. With living under the roof of an emotionally abusive stepfather, I learned the One who will be with me at all times is heavenly Dad. People, family, cannot, even if they want to be. My mom taught me to be tough, electric repair, do not freak out when something breaks down–stay calm and see if I can fix it, fight for what is right, when I think someone has offended me to look at myself to see what I should have done differently and that there is always hope. Lessons then loss.

Archie taught me more than a paragraph could hold. He was my completion, the other half of me. He taught/showed me what meant the most, who I am and how much I mattered to him and Heavenly Dad. The epitome of loss.

Each time I read a verse I get something different out of it. This read, the verse is saying that God is the only one who matters, and nothing is as/more valuable as all will pass away…as these four individuals have. It made me evaluate what in my life I profit from.

Profit: 1.noun a financial gain, especially the difference between the amount earned and the amount spent in buying, operating, or producing something. 1. verb obtain a financial advantage or benefit, especially from an investment.

Long term financial profit from these individuals: nothing

In the reflection is where I gain the strength/hope that tomorrow I will slide out of bed with a little more ease because, though these individuals are no longer with me on this journey, they have become part of who I am. I have a clearer view of my heavenly Dad, who put those sparkles in my life that gave me joy, anticipation, and hope for the future.

All of those sparkles have dimmed but I have others that are here for a while but I am not guaranteed how long their lights will last. If I continue to focus on the missing glimmers, the twinkle lights I have right now might go out and I will have missed their beautiful display! How sad.

So in wrapping up my conversation with Dad that seemed to spiderweb in all directions:

His strength is not for just the big things, it applies to my next breath

Every one has things in their lives that freezes them in their tracks–I am not alone in those feelings

The most valuable and reliable element in my life is my heavenly Dad. Everything and everyone else has the potential to leave. These individuals with whom heavenly Dad blessed me, taught me long term lessons so I can reach out to the hurting world around me. There may be no financial profit, but heavenly Dad’s love has the potential to reach more individuals if I allow Him to work through me and not stand in His way by focusing on what I have lost verses what I have learned/gained.

I need to count my blessings (those who are sparkling now, before their lights go out).

Until tomorrow: Blessings!




One thought on “No Profit?

  1. Bingo. It’s amazing how we can find scriptural “proofs” that we think are just about ministry (and “enabling those He calls” was/is a biggie with me too) then realize they apply just as much to daily life. Which is, after all, ministry anyway. So glad you’ve found some creative outlets for your wealth of experience. That’s where I believe it’s true – everything God has allowed each of us to experience is to enable His Kingdom work a little better. Bless you as you reach out to these DCK kids – and anyone else! Love and prayers for the journey …

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