Just Make Love

Last night I went on a hot date with Jesus for Valentines Day. I dropped my son off at a sitter’s for the night and then off we went to the theatre to watch a live production of C.S. Lewis’ The Lion, The Witch and the Wardrobe. Jesus started the night off right by immediately singing me a love song on the way to the theatre 😍, the song on the radio was the one that talks about being safe in the arms of Jesus and I love the thought of being held safely in His arms. I cry sometimes wishing I could just feel his physical arms around me. We have had to talk about this because He is amazing to love but He can’t physically touch me, this is a problem and I have let Him know it! He told me that He can touch my heart and my mind and I relent and of course love for Him to do so…even if I can’t feel it, but the lack of physical touch is still an ongoing issue in our relationship. It is true. I think it hurts His heart too that I can’t feel Him physically holding my hand or keeping me safe in his warm embrace. I really want to be in His physical presence. When I get to heaven I told Him I just want some time with Him in His garden just me and Him — no one else allowed — for a very long time. I need some me and Jesus time. I just want some Jesus time all to myself where I can really be in His physical presence. We’ve been so close for so long, for decades! I am tired of not being able to actually be in His real presence, not that I want to go to heaven early – no, but it is just part of the fall that we have to be physically separate from Him…Ever since Adam and Eve were kicked out of the garden we have had this problem as a human collective. I’ve told Him we can climb trees together and walk barefoot together and just play in the garden of His love together when He is finally reunited with His bride, with His people as our Bridegroom. I really love Him so much.

Relationship issues aside…we got to the theatre and for some reason I thought I would just be able to waltz in on Valentines Day night and buy a ticket at the door…the one night men everywhere are taking their significant others out. They were sold out. My heart was so sad. I had planned this evening with Jesus and I thought it might just end up being another evening at home with Him on the piano…which is fine. I love my piano time with Him, but this night was supposed to have been special. The lady told me that the show was sold out but to hang tight because someone might not show up so I sat down and I waited. Lo and behold a single solitary seat was not filled! God saved a seat for me! He knew it was going to sale out but He made a way where there was no way for me to have my date night with Him still. He loves me so much…

After the show we went home and I had prepared the way with beautiful luminarias, pure white, like a bride dressed in white…but I got distracted. I started taking videos and pictures focusing on a project I am working on and that wasn’t cool cause I was using the evening for something other than just spending time with my Savior, it was supposed to have been all about Him and I, He saved me a seat, He sang me a love song! It was supposed to be our night, but the distraction resulted in me not spending really good authentic piano time with Him, and that was not ok. I did spend time with him on the piano still…but it had an alternative motive, to get a good video of the luminarias with piano music versus just losing myself in Him and letting go of all concept of time and life, letting nothing, nothing at all be about that moment but Him and I. That is what I desire, that is the time I long for, pure authentic intimacy with no distraction and that is what He is telling me He longs for too. Ironically the project I am working on is for Him…but it isn’t Him. I get so passionate about Him that I want to work hard for Him and His kingdom…but serving Him and loving on Him intimately are different things and intimacy is so much better, I think we both prefer it so much more. It is so neat to think how God longs for time with me too, just like I long for Him. As the deer panteth after the waters, the Psalmist wrote those words so long ago, but they still ring true today. We were created for Living Water, for a real cistern with real water that never runs dry, a cistern of intimacy that we can drink from every day.

The night before Valentines Day had actually been so much better when it came to achieving intimacy with Jesus. That night I really can’t think of any other way to describe how I was loving on Jesus except to say I was making spiritual love to Him (the lover of our souls) on the piano so much so that I didn’t want to get up to even go to bed or to take care of a single simple task. He reminded me that I needed to take sausage out of the freezer for my son’s Valentines Day breakfast I had planned…but I just wanted to stay on the piano, worshiping Jesus. The thought of taking 15 steps away from the piano for just a moment to take sausage out of the freezer was terrible, it felt wrong, it was the last thing I wanted to do because I seriously with all my heart just wanted to spend all night with Him, in His glorious presence…and I even told Him that. I didn’t want to think about the the sausage or the breakfast or even the necessity of sleep. I just wanted to think about Him and be in His presence all night long on that piano. That was the right heart, that was the right way…not using a date night for something else. I feel so bad. I apologized to Him and told him I want a redo, I can’t dial back time but I can get it right this next time. The next time I go on a date with Jesus it is going to be all about Him and I and it is going to be lavish and it is going to be rich and deep and sweet and beautiful and I am going to give Him all of me, all of my attention, all of my thoughts, all of my heart, all the moments will be his, all his and only his.

The night that I just made sweet, spiritual, beautiful love to Jesus He gave me a gift afterward. He reciprocated the love I gave to Him with something so thoughtful and awesome. I got on my laptop and checked my Facebook and a small group leader from when I was a teenager shared a video of me and other teens in our youth group worshiping Jesus at Fine Arts…that was such a beautiful gift. She even messaged us the song in a couple of file formats! I have been loving on Jesus through worship for a long time, some nights I get it right, other nights I lose focus…but I love Him and I will strive always to be excellent in my worship toward Him.

I learned a valuable lesson over the last two nights, there are two songs, that were “born” from those nights with Jesus….but which evening was the best intimate experience? I want the best intimate experience with the Lord. I want the hallelujah song…and while I feel like I want a redo so I don’t slight my Savior in any way, there is always tonight to get it even better, and tomorrow night and the night after that. Working on an intimate relationship with God takes intentionality and it takes grace, because we won’t always get it right. When we do get in that secret place with Him though, man, isn’t it awesome? To be in the presence of the living God is truly better than a thousand days elsewhere…

We can each do that. We can make intentional, passionate love to Jesus, our Lord and Savior, the lover of our soul. He passionately loves us, let us lose ourselves in simply passionately loving Him back…Let’s just make love to Him. Let’s just make passionate love to Him with all our heart, with our all soul and with our all mind like Jesus tells us to:

Jesus said to him, “‘You shall love the LORD your God with all your heart, with all your soul, and with all your mind.’ Matthew 22:37


Have More Fun

What is one of the best medicines to reduce stress? Having more fun.

God recently took extreme measures to council me in this area. I have recently felt the need to be a “super mom times ten million” given some life circumstances that have left me as a single mom who would love to be able to stay at home with my son still*, but also am having to face the reality of provision for my son and I. God refers to Himself several times throughout scripture as being a “Husband to his people”. I have sought for Him to be as a Husband for me to help me provide for my son while also making my son’s life and well being as blessed and as healthy as possible. Unfortunately I was allowing myself to let the pressure for provision to override everything else. If I am staying at home with my son, but am putting all that pressure on myself we are not going to win at this thing called life. I cannot do it all myself. I need God’s help and I also need the help of my community (not as in financial assistance, but as in me relying on help, for example God has provided someone who can watch my son and who is willing to let me pay her with things such as Well Beyond healthy chocolate that I already own). Throughout this time I have been hearing God talk to me about the importance of having fun and the importance of cultivating relationships, but I wasn’t really practicing it. While I could hear him I just felt too overwhelmed with my health coach certifications, my online teaching, my to-do list for getting my sourdough business going and just life in general which is a lot when taking care of a toddler (that alone feels like a full time job sometimes)! I also found myself neglecting friendships God has provided for me, neglecting fun time and play dates as I was trying to do too much at once.

Building takes time, I can’t build a new life over night. I have to surrender to the process, the time it takes to build. To lay the foundation and to lay one brick at time. If I focus just on my to-do list then the most important parts of life get missed. My relationships with my family, my son, my friends, myself and with God. A big part of having relationships is having fun. So what were those extreme measures God took to get through to me? Well He stopped just talking to me and took action. I ended up in a position where I had a plane ticket to Albuquerque, New Mexico for some appointments…and they all got cancelled at the last minute. I had not paid insurance for the ticket. I was really tempted to pay the $200 transfer fee but the Lord had brought me to a verse about a time of refreshing in the wilderness. When I read it I had thought, hmmm, I’m getting ready to go to the wilderness (NM is most certainly a wilderness compared to where I am — at least in the valleys!). Because of that verse I got on the plane. I ended up landing in NM on grandparents day. I got a rental, drove over 3 hours from the airport to where my family lives (which I would not have originally gone down to see them with the appointments) and I got to see my grandma on grandparents day! What a huge blessing! I got to have fun with my family and visit with them and tell them I love them. It was a beautiful time. What did we do? We had fun! Everyone piled into cars at the last minute and we drove out for a beautiful sunset evening of play. It was so beautiful and it was so fun at the same time!

It was such a tender gesture of love from God. He also gave me the desire of my heart for a fresh fig (which I hadn’t had in 12 years). He showed me how important it is in His eyes for me to see my family and to cultivate relationships with them. I hadn’t seen my grandma in over 3 years! He ministered to me during this stressful time in my life by letting me just have fun for an evening with my family.

When I got on the plane I thought I was going to have to pay for the plane ticket since the appointments were cancelled late Friday. After I got back from my quick trip, later that week I got a call from the non-profit that was going to reimburse my travel and they said that although it was a bit of a gray area, that because I did not have control over the last minute cancellation that they were still going to reimburse the cost of my ticket!! ❤ God gave me a free flight home!!!! He is so good.

Before I knew that I would be reimbursed the Lord spoke to me. I drove over 3 hours and 24 hours later I drove over 3 hours again, plus the money. But, He counseled me that it was worth the time and the high price for me to let myself have fun and to cultivate important relationships in my life. God also laid on my heart that He is willing to pay a high price to express His love toward me. Just as man buys a woman a ring to secure her to himself as a wife, Jesus paid the highest price to secure me as His own on the cross. Even beyond the initial price though, God loves to lavishly love on us with gifts like this gift I had to see my family and to have fun with them. Not only is He willing to pay a high price for us, but He is also willing to go through the high  effort required to love on us, to go through any “inconvenience” like driving 3 1/2 hours when there is an airport only 90 minutes away. It says in the Song of Solomon that God is willing to leap over mountains to get to us.

“Listen! My beloved! Look! Here he comes, leaping across the mountains, bounding over the hills.” Song of Solomon 2:8

Having fun is not just important for sustaining and growing our relationships with important people in our lives, but fun is important for our physical health as well. Physically, mentally and spiritually we are blessed when we have more fun. As a health coach I focus on how we can achieve health optimally in all three areas of our life. I believe we cannot really be healthy unless we are focusing on all of these areas and that they are deeply intertwined with one another. As a Christian health Coach I also believe that all three of these areas have to come under authority and balance with the Holy Spirit.

There are many physical health benefits to having fun and laughing. Dr. Sears recommends you “incorporate laughter into your daily exercise routine” (1) because the scientific evidence for how having more fun positivity impacts your body is so overwhelming. For example laughter has been scientifically proven to help bodies recover from chronic disease, to rewire brains with “happy” pathways, to relax you, and to give your body an inner workout. (1)

We don’t stop playing because we grow old;
we grow old because we stop playing.
George Bernard Shaw

Want a resource to help you have more fun? Check out Mandy Arioto’s (current MOPS CEO) “Have More Fun Challenge” and get an email for 5 days with a challenge for incorporating more fun into your life today.

Cultivating and honoring relationships is an important part of life and health, fun is a way God created for us to do that. Another important part of life is honoring our relationships with family and friends. Even after they have passed. Not only did I get to visit my living grandmother, but I also got to honor my deceased grandparents for grandparents day. My paternal grandmother taught me a lot about honoring those that have gone before us. She lost a son to SIDS when he was just 8 months old. For my grandmother Memorial Day wasn’t as much about the military members that had lost their lives (although they deserve honor too) but more about her baby she had lost so many years before. She brought me one time when I was a girl to visit his grave on Memorial Day and to place an arrangement at his grave. Her heart was the heart of a mother, her baby was always her baby. When my grandfather passed she would regularly wash his headstone and pull weeds from around his grave. I felt it was only appropriate for me to do the same for her on grandparents day. I love you my grandma, I will never forget you either…Just like your son was always in your heart, you will always be in mine!


In the process of pulling the weeds that become tumbleweeds at my grandparents resting place.

* Some would think it is foolish that I am trying to be a stay at home mom and make a sustainable income but what I am doing is contending for my destiny. I have known since I was a little girl that I am supposed to be a wife and a mother. My heart has always been to be a mother, at home with my children, intentionally raising them to be men and women of God. I am fighting for my destiny and I am seeking God to help me to do that. I have faith that He will. For more on contending for our destinies read my blog post called “Bagworms“.

Naomi is incredibly blessed to be the mother of a precious lively two-year old boy and to be an adopted daughter of the Lord. She is a certified health coach with a passion for how real food, real light and really addressing the body, the mind and the spirit can lead to lasting transformation. She has personally found that the holistic approach to health plays a critical role for helping her to live a victorious life. She can help you by providing you with tools for success to reach your own health goals, to encourage you and to keep you accountable, as you move toward and lead a vibrant, healthy life! Reach out to her today for a free coaching consult and to get 10% off our first coaching session, just mention “Proclaim His Whisper” to her for your discount!

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  1. don’t stop playing because we grow old; we grow old because we stop playing.

Naomi’s Baby Story

I told my baby story at my shower – I didn’t know if I’d every have a baby shower, and I’m so thankful to God that I did. I hope you find the story of my journey through infertility encouraging to you no matter if you face infertility or not. We will all face something that feels crippling or overwhelming at some point in our life. We are all busy with the building of our household whether it has children in it or not – who will you trust with the building?

Childbearing Hips

As one negative pregnancy test led to the next and to the next, each cycle became less of an exciting wait and more of a dreaded encounter, hoping against all odds that this would be the month, only to have those hopes dashed be a single pink line and those telltale cramps. Agonizing cramps that seemingly mock me from within my own body. Taunting me that I have the body parts but that I’m broken, that I don’t work, that I might look like a perfectly fine woman on the outside-but that I’m not. Cramps that I still have to suffer. Suffer every month for what-for nothing my mind cries out. The frustration at “being broken” can feel overwhelming at times. Questions of “why was I created to be a woman if I don’t even work” flit across my mind as cruel reality brings jarring pain to such a crescendo that my infertility cannot be ignored–not today. I can go for a few weeks acting like everything is normal, but then the cramps, then the reality. The empty womb crying out at me–”don’t you dare forget!”– a war between my body and my mind, between my hormone levels and my desire to be a mother.

The identity crisis of being a woman with infertility is real and it was unexpected. It caught me off-guard when I began to feel trapped in my body, a body that didn’t work. A body that looked like it should work-but wasn’t. My childbearing hips were helping me carry in the groceries, or a box up the stairs, but that wasn’t what they were supposed to carry. They were supposed to help me carry a baby, my baby. Like I’d carried brothers and sisters growing up. Instead here I was all alone with no baby and these childbearing hips. Watching the diagnostic ultrasounds of my womb, finding out the exact measurements of these body parts that remained vacant, lifeless. I felt like I was useless, like I was defective. Betrayed by my own body it felt like there had been a mistake. Life wasn’t supposed to be like this. I was supposed to be a mom. My dream of raising children, homeschooling, making homemade bread, my body didn’t match up. It wasn’t right. Something was wrong.

Something is wrong. Things are broken. There is sickness. There is disease. I’m not the first person to feel trapped in, or betrayed by their body and I won’t be the last. In the end our bodies will fail each and every one of us, expiring to return to the dust because of the curse of sin that is upon us and all of creation. A curse that we’ve inherited and that we perpetuate. A decay that renders our ability to stay young, strong and healthy out of our control as time marches forward until we breathe our last. And when we breathe our last it will surely matter what or who we identity with and as. It matters because if your identity is founded only in the life that you spend in this body then you are guaranteed to be disappointed, to be betrayed by your body and by your idolatry. But, if your identity is rooted in Christ Jesus then you are guaranteed life eternal. Whenever I feel frustrated with my body, whenever the sorrow washes over me I cling to Jesus and I remember that my identity is in Him. I am His. I belong to Him. I am His daughter. I am His bride. He satisfies me with His Living Waters and comforts me with His strong arms. He holds me and He sustains me. He is my confidence. He is my Rock. He is my salvation. He is my hope. I will never be disappointed when my eyes are on Him, and they will be on Him forever–for when I leave this body I will be going home to a place that He is preparing for me. A place where He is the Light, where there is no more sorrow, no more tears, no more shame.

I refuse to agree with the lies of Satan that seek to take my eyes off of Jesus. I speak the Truth of God’s Word over myself. I am fearfully and wonderfully made. I am carefully made by the hands of my loving Father Who knew me in the womb, Who knew me even before He formed me. God made me a woman, God has given me the heart of a mother and I am so thankful for these things. I rejoice because of His tender love, He is my Victory. I am so incredibly thankful for my body. I am thankful for every part of my body. Yes this creation may be under the curse of our sin, but God is the Redeemer and He is making all things new. God is my Redeemer! He is my “dream-come-true-Boaz”, He has paid the greatest price so I can be with Him forever and ever and I gladly give myself over to Him, to His authority, to His will. He can–and is–making something beautiful out of the mire clay. I am free to dance in joy as He lifts me up from the ashes. He has brought me into His glory and I look forward to be taken into the full measure of His glory. His strong arm upholds me, His strong right hand defends and protects me.

I need thee every hour Lord. I need Thine Righteousness to revive me for Thine power to course through me, for You Holy Spirit to wash and cleanse me, for Your Word to lead me. For every part of me to be enveloped in Your presence, under Your guidance and authority. Every lie, every doubt hold no power over me-for I sit down under Your shadow with great delight and Your fruit is sweet to my taste, You bring me to Your banqueting House and Your banner over me is love. You satisfy me and embrace me, You come leaping and bounding over the mountains and hills and lead me into the Cleft of the Solid Rock, through Your pasture among the lilies. (See Song of Solomon 2).

For though we walk in the flesh, we are not waging war according to the flesh. For the weapons of our warfare are not of the flesh but have divine power to destroy strongholds. We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ,  being ready to punish every disobedience, when your obedience is complete.  2 Corinthians 10:-6

Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. Do not quench the Spirit. Do not despise prophecies, but test everything; hold fast what is good. Abstain from every form of evil.  Now may the God of peace himself sanctify you completely, and may your whole spirit and soul and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ. He who calls you is faithful; he will surely do it.  I Thessalonians 5:16-24

Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and the sea was no more. And I saw the holy city, new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride adorned for her husband. And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, “Behold, the dwelling place of God is with man. He will dwell with them, and they will be his people, and God himself will be with them as their God. He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.” And he who was seated on the throne said, “Behold, I am making all things new.” Also he said, “Write this down, for these words are trustworthy and true.” And he said to me, “It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give from the spring of the water of life without payment. The one who conquers will have this heritage, and I will be his God and he will be my son. But as for the cowardly, the faithless, the detestable, as for murderers, the sexually immoral, sorcerers, idolaters, and all liars, their portion will be in the lake that burns with fire and sulfur, which is the second death.”  Revelation 21:1-8