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October 9, 2012 by Karin Leave a Comment

When you think your prayer is not working (#9)

PROMISE #9 ~ ANSWERED PRAYER (in His name)

They walk into our kitchen.

Hand in hand, eyes smiling.

I welcome him with a hug… my eyes darting to her face.

I’d like you to meet my wife

Stunned.

I search her eyes… his… and warm my arms with her embrace.  A strange joy overwhelms.  

When?

How long?

My mind races with the questions that dart to my tongue.  We gather around the table.  My warrior, his friend… a brother-in-arms, this new wife, and I.  A familiarity fills the room…

Why do I feel like I know her already?

My minds races back… a question from my oldest son…

Why aren’t our prayers working?

Why are they all dying?

His child-blue eyes questioned this mama.

We keep praying and they just die anyway…

My thoughts… back to my dear friend… back to our visitor’s wife.  Another mother of six.

Both gone.  We had prayed and prayed.

And it didn’t work.

I look across the worn wood of our kitchen table… the place so many memories are born.  I remember the sorrow, the struggles, the salt of many tears.

I look at these two smiling faces.  Faces of love.

They begin with the story.  The story of answered prayer.  The story of a mighty God moving miracles in rapid motion.  The story itself, this tale of our own Job… this, the story novels are made of… but real.  The novel would hardly hold weight… the reality, lifted high by His hands.

They are going to tell you that it’s all too fast

This pair nodding agreement.

But, don’t listen.  

They don’t know the whole story.  

They don’t know how He is working.  

They don’t know how big He is.

I, one of the guilty… have kept God locked in a box.  This box of restraints… of improbables… of impossibilities.  I look across and see the edges of the safe little box… explode.

Yes, He can.  Yes, He does.  Yes, He will.

He answers every prayer.  Every time.

In HIS time.  In HIS way.  In HIS will.

My mind again wanders… another pair of smiling eyes.  A new love.  An old hurt soothed with the balm of answered prayers.  The dear husband of my forever friend… with a new face leaned on his shoulder.  This comfort.  This content.  This chorus of answered prayers all around.

I smile.  His healing surpasses my understanding.  His love transcends all boxed prayers.  His will greater than our demands.  His timing… perfect.

What do we do when our prayers aren’t working?

Keep praying

Remembering that His is the timing that is perfect… the wide view of our small screens… the perfection in the puzzle.

Put the pen in His hand and allow Him to write the story…

His penmanship is breathtaking.

 

PROMISE #9 ~ God promises us answered prayers (in His name).

 

John 14:13-14

And I will do whatever you ask in my name, so that the Son may bring glory to the Father.  You may ask me for anything in my name, and I will do it.

Filed Under: Faith, Friendship, God's Promises, Hope Tagged With: faith, grief, healing, perseverance, prayer

October 8, 2012 by Karin 2 Comments

The river flows (#8)

PROMISE #8 ~ HIS PRESENCE

I am cruising along, feeling really good about the journey that I am on…

Floating down the stream… fingertips savoring this water of life.

I’m on fire, moving forward, scooping handfuls of wisdom…

It feels great.

Then…

This ripple in the water… a corner of the heart hardening… discontent, unforgiveness… just plain stubbornness.

A screeching halt.  He won’t let the current move one bit farther… not one more ounce of wisdom, of peace… not one more inch of forward motion…

until I get it right

Getting it right… it really means giving it up.  Giving it up to God.

This, a continuous lesson for me.  Again and again learning to release.  I can’t stay right with Him, until I stay right with His.

The further I get in this river of life, the more clear it becomes to me… this place of getting it right and giving it to Him ~ is for my sake.

He knows the depths of these hearts he has created for us more that we know them ourselves.  He knows what heals them, soothes them, makes them whole again.

In the moment I feel most confused, as though the stream is flowing backwards… In the moment I feel most lost, this is the moment He reminds me…

He will never leave me

He will never forsake me

(Photo credit: the beautiful Cindy McGuire)

He will smooth the waters, turn the tides, and bring the river to a soothing flow ~ right back into His will…

into His arms.

 

PROMISE #8 ~ God will never leave nor forsake us.

 

Deuteronomy 31:6

Be strong and courageous.  Do not be afraid or terrified because of them, for the Lord your God goes with you; he will never leave you nor forsake you.

Filed Under: Faith, Friendship, God's Promises, Grace, Joy, Trust Tagged With: faith, forgiveness, getting right with others, God's promise of presence

October 7, 2012 by Karin Leave a Comment

I call you friend (#7)

PROMISE #7 ~ FRIENDSHIP

I love Saturdays.

The house gets messy (er) ~ (I do not know why this is the case on the weekend?)…

The kids play outside, watch too much TV, leave food all over the place…

My warrior is home (usually… unless works beckons)…

Sounds of weed-eaters, lawnmowers, laughter (intermingled with whines and shrieks) fill the air…

Chores are left undone, beds unmade, dishes unwashed, make-up unapplied, hair un-fixed, to-do’s ~ just plain ignored.

I love Saturdays.

The gift of a Saturday…

friendship

A day of gathering ~ between kid’s sports, hair appointments, and shopping (which is way better online, anyway).

gathering of friends

knowing there is one more day until Monday.  One more day to… be still.

So, what is God’s promise on this Saturday?  Friendship.

Share this journey… walk the walk… embrace the gifts from Him ~ together.

The greatest gift in this promise?

His Friendship

 

PROMISE #7 ~ God gives us His friendship.

 

John 15:15

I no longer call you servants, because a servant does not know his master’s business.  Instead, I have called you friends, for everything that I learned from my Father I have made known to you.

 

Filed Under: Faith, Friendship, God's Promises, Together Tagged With: faith, friendship, God's promises, together

September 24, 2012 by Karin 2 Comments

Catch and Release ~ when it’s time to let go

They sat behind me.  A group of pretty young women.  The familiarity between them evident… a comfort level between friends… co-workers.  Common souls with clinicians’ hearts, spending days… years together.

A conference.  I’ve been to countless… absorbing and re-absorbing medical details, clinical jargon so familiar to me.  A life before my mama life.  A momentary re-awakening to hibernating areas of my brain.

These young women… seemed almost like girls to me.  I smiled to myself.  They looked almost familiar… a look in the rearview mirror.

I peered to the empty seat next to me.  Searching.  But for a moment, a tugging memory… the voice in my mind almost audible.

Girl, what do you want to do tonight?

The voice vanished.  I looked back, smiled.  The plans would be theirs.  My friend, my school mate, my comrade in the joy and madness of clinical practice… therapy with the injured… my pretty young friend… she is gone.

Our friendship began in college, continued through years of graduate studies, carried over into the workforce… in the same hospital.  We were sisters in arms.  We worked, we played… our group of friends… spanned decades.

Funny, how a moment jolts a memory… in just a blink.  A laugh between friends… whispers of agreement… arms of comfort.  These young women.  They reminded me of us.

A thought.  I scrambled for my phone.  The text.  When was it?  I had saved it.  A treasure for just this moment.  Searching.  There!

Girl   i was just texting to find out when you were having the baby and i found this    congrats

she is gorgeous

ill call soon

She never did.  It was the only picture of my baby that she ever saw.

Her sister would be the one to kiss my baby’s head… a kiss passed on from her auntie… this kiss given at my friend’s funeral.

I smiled, as if nudged on the arm by my invisible companion in this room.

The text was a year ago… to the day.  I just wanted to remind you to look.

The last months, a struggle.  My friend, disappeared into His arms.

I can’t help but hold on the last text.  The last voice mails.  It is odd to hear her voice… but, I listen.  Just every once in a while.  I miss her voice.

Pictures I have seen.  Her loving husband.  He fought so hard, right by her side.  He loved her well.  A dad filling shoes of a father and mother with grace.  The pictures… a beautiful smile next to his.  The face of a pretty woman peering through the lens… leaning on his shoulder.  It is not the face of my friend.  She does remind me of her a bit.  Bright smile… the dark hair… shining eyes.

This a young mother… walking through her own loss.  Raising young children without their dad.

The two smiles… a visible comfort.

It is an odd feeling… this joy… and pain… all at the same time.

Joy to see his face lit in happiness.  The sorrow on that face had lingered in my mind.  The prayers from my own little ones… for the comfort of this dad… traveling alone down this path of parenthood.

Pain, too.  She is really gone.  Something so suddenly… final.  A gift as I hear another whisper…

She is with Me

Do not be afraid

The joy swells over the pain like a crashing wave.  A gift from Him.  These two souls to meet.  All in His timing.

A message… from the third of our musketeer pack…

he has a girlfriend.  Is that ok?

This mixture of joy and pain running through her mind as well.

it’s ok.  it’s God’s timing.  He’s better at it than we are.

The joy.  The joy in this very truth.  He is better at it than we are.  Trust.

He will teach us… to catch… and… to release.

 

Psalm 62:8

Trust in him at all times, O people; pour out your hearts to him, for God is our refuge.

Filed Under: Faith, Friendship, Joy, Mercy Tagged With: faith, friendship, joy, letting go, pain of loss, trusting God

September 7, 2012 by Karin 2 Comments

Faith in the Fray

So you are walking along with God.  Things are going well… you are excited, inspired… you feel really close to Him… sense His presence.

You are on the mountain top.  It seems as though nothing could change ~ like you’ll never stop feeling this way.  You think you understand which way is up and which way is down.  You understand ~ and it feels good.

It’s like this in relationships.  Everything is moving along pretty smoothly… everything, or at least most things, seem to make sense.

Then.  You slip.  No longer on the mountain top… you are holding onto the edge of the cliff… with all your might… wondering

what happened?

I don’t understand.

I love this place on the mountain top.  It’s an exhilarating place… a place you know you belong… and you never want to leave.

But, we do leave it.  We slip… and fall… and sometimes tumble further down than we think we would go.  We lose the fire, the thrill… we become complacent, or frustrated, or discouraged… and we wonder

why?

What do you do when your life… when your faith… when your walk… is in the fray?  The fray ~ defined, it means a threadbare spot, as on fabric, or a noisy quarrel, fight or brawl.  Any of these definitions could apply.

What do you do when your life… when your faith is in the threadbare spot… or in the midst of the quarrel… the middle of the brawl?

You want to rise above the fray… get back to the mountain top… how do you dig your fingers into the crag and pull yourself up to the top?

I’ve been thinking about this, in the midst of mama temper… the little irritations with wanting to get things done, but having to jump hurdles to get the finish line.  I’ve muttered a few cuss words under my breath… and sadly, some over my breath.

I’ve been thinking about this, in the midst of relationships… that just aren’t going the way they should… the way I understand to be right… all the messy humanness getting in the way.

The longer I walk with Him, the more discomfort I feel… when I mess up… the big ones, pretty easy to figure out… but, even the little ones.  The mess-ups don’t sit well.  They don’t sit at all.  They stand up… stare me in the face, and say…

nope, try again.

So, what do we do when we are stuck in the fray… and we want so badly to rise above… rise above the fray?

  1. Tell Him.  Tell Him you are stuck.  Tell Him you want up and out of this place.  Tell Him you are sorry… and mean it.  The most amazing thing happens.  He forgives.  Every.  Time.  Amazing.  Nowhere on earth do we get a clean slate like we do with Him.  I don’t know why… but, He says we do.  I believe Him.
  2. Tell a Christ-loving friend.  You know the kind.  The one who will tell you when you are wrong… when you are right… and will remind you that you will not always be at the top of the mountain.  The friend who will help pull… or push you back up there.  If you don’t have this kind of friend, ask Him for one.  He will provide.  He’s got your back.
  3. Just keep going.  Keep climbing.  Keep moving… forward.  Keep focused on the right One… without worrying about why it doesn’t all make sense right now.  We don’t have the bird’s-eye view… the God’s eye view.  I tell my kids… just keep swimming… just keep swimming.  (Dory had it right).

Keep walking in faith, even when we don’t understand why…

Understanding only this…

Faith, and life, above the fray… that is the place to stay.

 

Proverbs 3:5-6

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight.

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Hi! My name is Karin Madden. Writer. Warrior wife. Mom of six pack. Homeschooler. German-blooded southerner. Welcome to the place where I explore what it means to grow stronger - spirit, soul, and body. I write to inspire and encourage - to remind you we are not alone. By being bold with grace and speaking truth in love, we can become who we are meant to be. I'm glad you are here.

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