Tuesday, April 26, 2011

On the Move

I'm moving!

Don't get too excited. I'm not going anywhere, but my blog is.

I will be consolidating my blog posts to my website at http://www.gigimurfitt.com/ where I've been posting a few blogs this month.

After a review of my website and blog, I decide it best to post in one place.

Some of you have subscribed to this blog. If you want to receive updates from my website please let me know.

I won't be posting here anymore - I'll be posting on my website instead.

Thanks for your support on this blog - the posts will be migrated over to my website soon so you'll be able to search the archives there for any of the blogs that are located here.

I'm busy working on Gabe's book so my blog posts are sparce. But that's okay. There is so much information out there I don't want to over load you.

God Bless Your Heart.

Come on over to my website and leave a few comments if a post touches your heart.

Gigi Murfitt

Monday, April 11, 2011

In the Aftermath of Tragedy, Compassion Brings HOPE

As I contemplate my AFTERMATH theme, I have been reflecting on the people of Japan.

Today marks one month of living in the horror of the AFTERMATH of the earthquake and tsunami that devastated their country.

My heart aches for these precious and suffering people.

Lost lives. Lost homes. Lost jobs. Lost hope.

We live oceans apart yet the media brings the Japanese people right into our living rooms.

We see the weeping mother as she buries her infant son.

The weary father searches the morgue for his precious daughter.

Displaced families gather together in shelters trying to piece their lives together.

How do we wrestle with the reality of what they face?

Is it just another news story?

Is there any compassion in your heart today?

I believe God is calling us to check our compassion meters.

In the busyness of our day-to-day lives we sometimes glance at the news and rush off to work or school.

Do you weep with those who weep?

I pray that in the AFTERMATH of Tragedy, God gives you a compassionate heart.

Because over and again in God's Word we read about his compassion for the lost and broken world. As we model His way, we can reach out and help.

I imagine God weeps right along with that mom and that father who lost their precious children.

After all, God lost His own precious Son so that you and I can live with eternal HOPE.

I pray every day for the people in Japan to know that HOPE in the AFTERMATH.

This is how I'm praying for you today.

That God will give you HOPE and then I ask Him to assign you someone to reach out and touch so you can pass that HOPE on to someone in need.

Maybe it's a neighbor. A friend who recently lost their job. A co-worker going through a family crisis.

Give them a hug. Write them a note. Make that phone call.

Be a HOPE giver.

Take a moment today because you never know when your simple kind word will help them to face another day with HOPE in their heart.

God Bless your heart with renewed compassion.



Sunday, April 3, 2011

In the Aftermath of Speed, lies a TICKET!

Yikes. It's confession time.

After going practically blind watching my windshield wipers cross the window for the one millionth time, we finally hit some sunshine just outside of Moses Lake, WA on our return trip from Montana.

Gabe had just hit the SNOOZE button.

I was stuck in a pack of cars so I kicked it up to get ahead of the pack. (BTW - Don't hang out in the left lane unless you are passing another car -- JUST SAYIN')

I hit the VOLUME button on my stereo listening to a new worship CD from Gateway Church. Love this album! http://www.gatewayworship.com/media

I'm jammin' and enjoying a few miles of sunshine.

I was praising God with all my heart.

And then....I saw HIM!

No, not God. I sure wished it was God.

It was the officer standing on the side of the road pointing at me.

I'm like "Are you looking at ME?"

Yup. Pull over lady.

I glanced at my speedometer and gasped. BUSTED!

So much for praise. Now I need a raise!

I seem to learn a new lesson each day.

In the aftermath of disobedience, there are consequences...even if we do it with our hands raised singing at the top of our lungs....

My first speeding ticket! Geesh.

Guess what. After my heart started beating a normal rhythm again, I turned the music back on and praised God anyway...and asked him to help me keep an eye on the needle for the remainder of the trip.

And He answered my prayer.

God Bless Your Heart with PRAISE.