Singleness and Praying for your FH :)

Hey everyone :) So happy I am getting to blog tonight! Just wanted to share something for those of us who are still single...The Lord has worked in my heart so much in the past year about being single and waiting...I'll just go ahead and say it, i hate waiting!!! Some days it is super hard to be patient. But I have been told so many times "good things come to those who wait" and I have come to believe it. The Bible talks a lot about waiting. God wants us to be patient. Patience is such a virtue. You can't just get it, find it, buy it at the store, or inherit it from someone; YOU have to learn it. Some things are difficult to learn and patience is one of those things. I recall praying a few months ago for patience; that God would teach me to be patient. And I know he heard that prayer because he sure has been giving me some lessons on it lol. I think one of the main reasons I am still single is because one day sometime around a year and a half ago I told the Lord I just wanted the "one" and I did not want to waste time on any other guys. There is no point in getting to know someone who is not the one your are supposed to marry. I remember as a little girl my mom would say "you don't need a boyfriend until you are old enough to get married." I thought that was crazy!! But now I stand by that, I've told my sister and my cousin that they do not need a boyfriend until they are looking to get married.

We are pressured so much to have a boyfriend at such an early age. Even kids in kidergarten are "going out" with each other. Most kids have their FIRST KISS in K-4!!! Schools have dances where preteens are "supposed" to ask someone to the dance or they are a nerd. In high school It is all about the PROM and oh my goodness if you don't get asked to prom you are just the scum of the earth and a major loser...(i'll just stop for a minute and say i did NOT GO TO PROM because It is worldly and I do not want to see guys and girls in their immodest dresses who think they are in love {when really they are just in lust} making out and hanging all over each other out on the dance floor. ANd i won't even get started on what happens afterwards!! I believe God doesn't approve of PROM so neither do I) It is like the world measures a persons worth by how many people a person has slept with or dated...how messed up!

Growing up I never had many guys "like" me..i guess it was because I wasn't really like any of the other girls. I tried to be modest because for one my mom taught me that it was right and secondly I wanted to look different, because I was different. I did have a few though...I remember when I was in 6th grade (my 2nd yr in middle school (the school i went to started middle school in 5th grade)) a boy in 5th grade (lol) "asked me out" and I told him I would let him know the next day what my answer was. I went home and asked my mom if i could have a boyfriend and she said NO! so I obeyed and told him i wasn't allowed. I truly believe, that rule my parents inforced helped keep me from messing my life up by messing with the wrong boys. SOOO here I am today, less than 2 weeks away from turning 20 years old and i have still NEVER had a boyfriend. But I thank the Lord he spared me and after getting closer to him since I got saved I now see that HE protected me and he didn't let those worldly boys i went to school with take interest in me. I am glad God gave me parents that didn't let me do whatever I wanted but tried there best to make me do what was right. And I now know the right thing to do is...WAIT ON THE LORD.

Most girls today try and get as many boyfriends as they can. They dress like they are for sale just to get attention from guys. sorry but that is not the kind of attention I want!! I want a man that will treat me like a lady. Most girls want to know ALL the fish in the sea and then they will "know" which one is their soulmate. I totally disagree with that logic! This world is HUGE and I know i can not find "my Boaz" (that is what I call him ;)) on my own so back in January of this year after reading an amazing book that changed my views on some things greatly (called Young Lady in Waiting by Jackie Kendall and Debby Jones) I told the Lord I would not "look" I put it all in HIS hands because I've learned He really does know best. Elisabeth Elliot said, "Do nothing." and that is what I am doing. I am not searching for my Boaz and I am not trying to "figure" out how it will happen...I am just waiting and I am just praying. I am trying my best to let God do with me what he wants because I know I will never be a good helpmeet without him working on me and helping me. 

I have a list I made i call it my "Boaz List." It is a list of the qualities I want my Boaz to have. I got the idea from the book I told about a few paragraphs above... Here it is:

1. Spirit filled Christian (Eph 5:18)
2. Jesus is #1 in his heart and life (Mark 12:30)
3. Teachable (Psalm 143:10)
4. God fearing (Proverbs 1:7)
5. Broken; knows how to totally rely on Jesus (Phil 4:13, Psalm 55:22)
6. Ministry minded; a good steward. Wherever he is, he is available for Christ (1 Corinthians 4:2)
7. Burdened for lost souls; has a vision (Romans 10:14)
8. Sensitive spirit; bears others burdens, sees others needs and cares (Gal 6:2)
9. Faithful and responsible to God and me his future wife (Eph 5:25-31)
10. Humble (James 4:10)
11. Man of prayer; he knows the key to success is his private time with God (Col 4:2)
12. Family man; he desires to have kids and raise them properly for God's glory. (Prov 22:6)

*These are all equally important to me so the order doesn't really matter :) another thing I need to add to my list is that he is thankful. I am learning I can make it through anything as long as i remain thankful. No matter what is happening or no matter what I may lose in this life I will always have something to be grateful for. God is good no matter what!
I keep this list set out in my room on my dresser so I see it a lot and reminds me not to notice the wrong kinds of guys.


I am praying for him, my future husband.
I have a book called Praying for your future husband. My awesome moma got it for me a few months ago. It was good and quite helpful. It has many chapters of things to pray for, for your FH. Contentment, commitment, to be a God lover, trust, patience, good friendships etc.. I always thought it was dumb to pray for someone you don't even know...but the Lord showed me otherwise. It is important to pray. We never know what a person might be facing. There are many stories in the book about ladies praying for their FHs and then after they are married they find out around the same time they were praying their husbands were going through hardships, sickness, and other difficult times. I do not know who my future husband aka my "Boaz" is but God does and he knows exactly who the prayer is for!

I pray for my FH and I also pray for one other young man...well he is kinda my crush i guess you could say lol ((and might I add he is a definately a Boaz)).  A while ago he, suprisingly (not saying his name lol) showed some interest in me and we talked some but nothing else has happened. but anyways I got my hopes up (stupid me) about him and then I was pretty devestated when nothing happened, so for weeks i prayed God would let me move on and forget about him. I prayed that SOO much but it didn't happen... But one night while praying and asking the Lord to help me to move on and just forget him it felt like God said "just pray for him." So that is what I have been doing.I pray for him everytime i think about him. I read in a book that just because a guy actually is a true Boaz doesn't mean he is "your" Boaz. That is hard to swallow considering there are not many good guys left. But God might have told me to pray for him because he might just need a prayer warrior and i am happy to be that for him.
*Remember God makes no mistakes and his way and plan is perfect and nothing is too hard for him. He has someone out there made just for me and he has someone out there made just for you too. Don't give up and don't give in to the dating pressures of the world. Wait on God and you won't be sorry. In GLAM we learned to place your heart in God's hands and he will keep it safe and he will give it to the right person for you!!

I know this is scattered like always lol but I hope it will help someone. like I wrote about the other day: God is enough. He will help us wait because his grace is enough. Just trust him and lean on him :))) 

HE is enough, HIS grace is sufficient

hey yall! I have been SOO busy and haven't been able to write...been wanting to so bad though. well, anyways the main reason I haven't been able to write is because last thursday (may 17) I had my WISDOM TEETH pulled and alo had 4 others to get my mouth ready for braces. So I have been recovering from the 8 huge holes in my mouth :(( it has been quite painful, really sore but the Lord is still good and he has gotten my through it All! I sure am glad I have HIM!! I had always dreaded getting my wisdom teeth pulled. Everytime I went to the dentist they would say I needed to get them pulled but because it is SO expensive we kept putting it off....but sadly about a month ago i started having really bad pain in my throat and ears and lympnodes because the stupid teeth! my gums swelled up and were really bothering me so I had to get them pulled. I was so scared because I had never been put to sleep, i was nervous about it and also scared because everyone says it hurts so bad. I am one of those people who let fear eat them all up! I wish i wasnt that way but i am. I prayed and prayed and prayed that I would have total peace and that the Lord would help me through it...So finally the day came at I wake up and I wasn't even nervous (suprisingly) but as 9:30am rolled around and it came time to go get in the truck to drive to the doc I just couldn't help it...the tears started flowing :(( I walk in the office and sign my name in and the lady stats telling me how it isn't "that" bad (when ppl "try" to comfort me it normally makes me cry even more lol) I sit down in a chair and wait for them to call my name and I see a Bible so i [ick it up and start reading...I was reading 1 john and it is amazing how just remembering (thinking about) you are truly saved can give you faith and strength. but i was still petty scared, then my name is called and it is time to go back. I get back to the chair and i kinda stopped crying but then they start the IV (and let me tell you...that thing hurt!) the tears start flowing again and the assistants are trying to calm me down. the doc comes in and says a few things to me then he tells the others in the room that I am going to be a dental assistant and i hear them say aww you look like a dental assistant. and then I remember nothing. I wake up and my teeth are gone. moral of the story is that it wasn't near as bad as i thought it would be and even though I might not have felt the Lord there...I knew in my heart he was because he has told me sooo many times he will always be there. He loves me and cares for me more than anyone else ever could!! I don't know how people go through major things like cancer or open heart surgery and not have the Lord, I can't imagine the fear they must feel!!! 

I actual was so suprised at how good i felt. I even went and walked around CVS with my mom while we waited for my medicine. She made me walk with a buggy bc she was scared i might fall over lol (i am clumsy so she knows me pretty well lol) thankfully i didn't fall! We got the meds then went home. everything was fine except that I couldn't sleep bc the blood :/ around 6 that night my family went to my brothers award banquet @ his school so i was left home alone...my mouth started bleeding worse and worse and i ran out of gauze...all the blood made me stress out majorly!All i could do was stand over the sink, it was that bad. I text my mom to come home but they didn't until like 9:30. She said the bathroom looked like a murder scene LOL finally after they brought me some more gauze my mouth stopped bleeding around 11/11:30. I was soooo happy about that! lol

I have been sore since then but slowly getting better! still a little pain today but i can tell it is healing. I went for my check-up yesterday and He said everything looked good :) Many people were praying for me through it all and I know every prayer helped! It means so much when you know someone is prayer for you as you go through hard things. I am thankful i have so many people who care about me. So many FB messages and texts people sent letting me know they were prayer and asking how I was doing. It meant so much to me <3 The Lord showed me through this that HIS grace is sufficient! No mater what comes my way I will make it through all because I have him. Jesus is always ENOUGH :))))  I will be getting spacers put in next week on May 31st and then braces on June 7th. please keep me in your prayers...not looking forward to all that pain But i know HE will get me through :)  i have a few things i really want to blog about so hopefully I will be able to sometime in the next few days. Lots of stuff to tell yall about what we've been learning in G.L.A.M.

3 years ago...

hey yall I've been super busy this week!!! But I just had to write today :))
Today is a very special day for me and I want to tell everyone why! Three years ago tonight on May 10, 2009 the Lord saved me. Can't believe it has been 3 years. Since today was my spiritual birthday I thought I should share my testimony...This is why i chose to name my blog: From pieces to peace. :) He took me in pieces and gave me peace!


Where should i start? I guess I'll first tell yall I had a very, very hard time with it all! I made many many false professions over the years. I grew up in a Christian home so I knew Jesus was and is the only way. When I was 6 years old I asked the Lord to save me for the first time. I remember alot about that night; my daddy opened his Bible and showed me verses and after he talked to me a while I said a prayer and then I thought I was saved. I remember going to school the next day and telling my classmates I had gotten saved. I guess looking back the reason I wanted to be saved was because I knew I had to do it sooner or later and I did not want to go to Hell. Two years later when I was in 3rd grade I asked him to save me again! I felt alright for about 4 years...When I was 12 i truly believe was when God really began convicting me. I was scared to die and even more scared he would come back and I would be left. One sunday night a few weeks before Christmas 2004 I went to the altar and said another prayer asking Jesus to save me. Nothing changed but I felt a little better. I started realizing I had no peace and that I did not even know what peace was. During my freshman year of high school I went to a prom alternative with a few friends and they had a preacher preach to us and he set 3 chairs out in the middle of the floor and he said we were all in one of the 3. The first chair were those who were saved and knew it. The second were those who had asked the Lord to save them before but didn't know if they really were saved or not. The last chair were those who knew they were lost. Fear gripped my heart when he asked us which chair we were in. Everyone thought I was saved, but deep down I didn't know if i really was. The next day at church I found myself at the altar asking HIM to save me again because I didn't know. I didn't know and I wanted to know so bad! And again just like all the other times I relied on that prayer and thought i was alright. A few months passed and I was now in 10th grade and again I didn't think i was saved. Me and my lil sis went and stayed a week in GA with our cousins the week after Christmas and the night before we were supposed to go home my aunt had me talk with a lady at their church. I told the lady I just didn't know if i was really saved or not and she told me that I would know before I left the room. So I trusted her as much as I could and again I prayed a prayer that did nothing for me but after that i told myself I was saved. I tried to make myself believe it...The concept of telling myself I was saved worked alright for a little over a year. And then it was 2009 when everything changed!


After telling myself i was saved for all that time I began to "feel" okay until I went to revival in January at Mt Sinai in Pickens. Bro Mark Stroud preached the revival and i am pretty sure it lasted 9 weeks in total. But I remember he preached many messages on Hell and God started nudging my heart. We went to a few other revivals around that time and everywhere we went the message was to the lost. I felt fear but in the midst i was still telling myself i was saved and it was just the devil trying to make me doubt. God kept dealing and I kept telling myself I was okay. Then my (old) church (open door baptist church) started having an unplanned revival. Finally I started asking God what i was and if I was really saved. I was so scared he was going to come back! He was on my mind constantly.One night after coming home from church I was so afraid, I couldn't stop crying and I was so confused. While lying in bed I could hear my parents talking across the hall (the door was shut) and then all the sudden it was just dead silence throughout our house and the first thing I thought of was that the Lord had come back! I kept waiting to hear their voices but they didn't say anything. I sat up in bed and everything was spinning and I can't even describe the way I felt... the fear was so undescribable! I tried to yell my moms name but nothing would come out. I couldn't speak! I tried again and my voice was kinda there and finally I screamed "moma!!" and (im pretty sure I scared them half to death by the way they responded) both my parents said what!?whats wrong?? I (my sis n i have bunk beds and Im on the top bunk) leaped off of my ladder (it's a wonder i didn't fall lol) and i ran into their room as fast as i could! once I got there tears were streaming down my face. Oh the relief to hear their voice and see their faces and know I was safe. My WHOLE body shook, my knees were knocking so uncontrably i could barely stand. I told them I thought the Lord had come back and that I didn't know if i was saved. (they had heard that last part MANY times over the years) they talked to me for a while and then my daddy said something I never forgot, he said God wasn't going to write it on a wall that I was saved. I wished so bad that God would write it on the wall!! I wanted to know what I was: lost or saved. I started seeking the Lord the best I could. On march 16, 2009 I remember it was a monday and we had revival at church that night. We were out of school that day so all day at home whenever I could I prayed that God would show me if I was saved or lost that night at church. We got to church and when it was preaching time Bro. Anthony Green got up behind the pulpit and told us where to open our Bibles and then he said the title of his message "How close can you get to Heaven and still go to Hell?" With just the title being spoken God whispered to my heart "megan, this is for you, you are NOT saved." God didn't write it on the wall but he did write it on my heart. I sat their and just cried through the whole message (something I had never done before.) I will never forget that message because I know God laid it on Bro. Green's heart just for me! He told about how most people are close but not close enough. We can fool the world and our church family into thinking we are saved but we can't fool God (and you can't fool yourself.) He told about the soldiers who cast lots on Jesus' garments when he was on the cross and said the one who got the robe probably put it on around him and it had Jesus' saving blood on it. He said alot of people have Jesus' blood on the outside but not on the inside where it really counts. It doesn't matter what you look like on the outside, if he is not on the inside you are not going to heaven. I was one of those people who had his blood on the outside, i dressed right, talked right and even read my Bible and prayed but  was lost! I went to the altar that night and instead of just saying another prayer i talked to the Lord and begged him to save me and give me the real thing! I was so tired of saying a prayer and nothing ever changing, i longed to have peace! After that night my world pretty much turned upside down.I KNEW for the first time in my life i was completely LOST!  I tried so hard to be a good girl because I was so scared God would kill me because I was such a wicked sinner. I went to the altar for many weeks everytime he would deal with me and I would stay for like 30 minutes at a time. I told God one night I didn't care if it took 1 year or 10 years I was going to keep going to the altar until HE saved me. I let him work on me during this time! HE was ALL i wanted!! For Easter we went to be with family in NC and my cousins church had a crucifiction and ressurection play and I realized something that night...as the scoffers and towns people mocked him and said "crucify him" i heard one lady say "he deserves it!" Tears filled my eyes as I thought to myself he did not deserve that but it is all my fault he died! I just heard a song the other night at revival at Roanoke and one of the lines is "he was guilty of loving me." Jesus NEVER sinned but the only thing he did that he shouldn't have was to love me, megan rachelle roberts. he should have never loved me, i am not good enough and i never will be good enough to deserve his love! But that is Jesus, he loves the unlovable <3


He kept working and I kept going to the altar. I had many nights of little sleep and had to get up and make sure the Lord hadn't came back many times. Even during the day i would go check to make sure my moma was still there. Everytime I checked I felt a lil relief but then 5 minutes later I would be scared and have to go make sure again. I was a junior at this time and even at school all i could think about was Him coming back and Hell just ran through my mind nonstop. I just couldn't get away from it. I remember looking at the clock at school and thinking "please 3:15 hurry up and get here" and then it would hit me that by 3:15 the Lord might have came back and then I would just pray he wouldn't! My grades even fell a little bit because I couldn't concentrate. I got to the place where I was SO miserable. I felt so low that i didn't think I could get any lower!


But finally one wonderful night on Mother's Day May 10, 2009 at Open Door Baptist Church on the left side of the altar he heard my cry! The message that night was out of Luke 15 about the prodigal son, titled "most don't make it." Most people think they can live life how they want and still get saved before it is too late but for most that never happens. I wanted to be in the few that do make it! I went to the altar and prayed and prayed and just kept praying. after a while all the ladies came and prayed around me and then slowly all but 2 left. 2 special people stayed and kept praying for me (which meant the world to me!! It is such a blessing when someone is there beside me praying for me!) I just kept on praying and after a while (about 45 minutes) I finally told God i couldn't think of anything else to say and that i had said it all but he still hadnt saved me. I said what do you want me to do God? and it popped into my head "you have to give him everything, you have to give the Lord it ALL." So that is what I did I started giving pieces of myself to the Lord and finally after naming a few things I said, "God you can have it all! i don't want it. I dont know why you would want anything from me, I have nothing good at all! but if you want it you can have it all" and about that time peace flooded my soul and It felt like someone jumped inside my heart and I KNEW he had just saved me!!! I felt real peace and joy...neither of which i had ever felt before! I thanked him for saving me and I remember thinking 'oh my goodness this is real!' I got up from the altar and walked back to my seat and for the first time ever (after being at the altar) I began smiling while walking to my seat. I just couldn't help it! :)) I got back to our pew and my family was giving me a weird look lol. I sat down and about 2 seconds later I was standing up telling the church what had just happened to me at the altar! All i remember saying was "God saved me tonight" and I have no clue what I said after that! I remember thinking "oh yes im finally gonna be able to sleep tonight!!!" i was so excited about that ;) because after about 2 months of crying myself to sleep and getting up multiple times in the night the make sure my parents were still there I was worn out! but I still DIDN'T sleep much that night either but it wasn't because i was scared of the Lord coming back; it was all because I couldn't stop smiling and i was so excited to be saved that I couldn't sleep!


It has NEVER been the same since that night! i fail the Lord but he has never once let me down. He is my best and truest friend, the most dependable person there is. still to this day i have NO idea why on earth he chose to save me. I think about the precious Holy Spirit and how long he dealt with me so patiently and i just don't understand why he spent all that time on me. the only thing I can think of is bc he loves me and he wanted me!  Jesus wanted me and he wants you too if you are not saved!


 I remember before I got saved i used to think God was mean and Jesus was the nice one but I had it wrong. I know now God loves me so much he can NOT love me anymore. All the love there is he bestows to me. He loved me unconditionally when i was lost and he still does today! I don't deserve to be loved by God all I deserve is Hell. But I am soooo thankful he passed by my way he should have never even looked my way . But oh how glad i am that he did look my way and showed me i was lost and then found me. These 3 years have been an amazing journey! Some hard times but "through it all God's been good."


Sorry it was so long but I wanted to tell it all :) hope it is a blessing or help to someone.

Plastic Pearls

Hey yall! Haven't got to write in a few days but tonight I want to tell yall what God reminded me of today. This morning my mom and I met at our church to help our pre. wife with bookmarks. She will be speaking at a ladies banquet on Saturday and the topic is pearls. So she had some bookmarks designed and me and moma helped her put a string of pearls on the ends of each. We did about 85 so my hand was sore when we finally finished!! lol but about half way through being done with the bookmarks the Lord brought this story below to mind mind. It is a wonderful little story and it is one I hope i never forget. I heard it last summer while I was at teen camp. It stuck with me over the next few months as the Lord kept asking for my plastic pearls. He dealt with me very patiently for many months but I kept saying no. I had a very hard time trying to figure out how to "let go" and "let God." I am one of those people, i gotta know how, gotta know how to do whatever it is. I have never really been afraid of where he might send me but for some reason I was afraid to let HIM have full reign. I guess I like to be in control of things but when someone lets go of their plastic pearls they are no longer in control of anything. I remember the night I heard this story told and I remember God whispering for me to let go of my pearls. I knew in my heart if I did he would give me something sooo much better but I just couldn't. So for about 6 months I prayed that he would help me to know how to give myself up and give him my plastic pearls. It is so amazing that He wants us even though we are nothing. Just like that song, a speck of dirt is all I am nothing worthy of the lamb. that's me, I am not worthy of him!!


Finally on January 1, 2012 the very first day of this year! God showed me how. This year began on a Sunday and my preacher preached a message out of Joshua 24:15  ^"And if it seem evil unto you to serve the Lord, choose you this day whom ye will serve; whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the flood, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land ye dwell: but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord." about choosing who we will serve. The Lord showed me that one word "choose." I realized just like the little girl in the story I had to choose to let go of my plastic pearls..."I" had to choose. No one could make the choice for me. I went to the altar and I laid my dirty pearls down. I told him he could do what he wanted with me and that I was tired of fighting. I told him I wanting his Will not mine.I surrendered. I will never forget that day! He is so good to me and always so patient. I heard a preacher say that when God deals with you about something, it is only because he has something better. I believe that to be true! If we give up what he asks us to he will give us something much, much better! Have you gave him your plastic pearls?
*Please read the story below:

Pearls
Author: unknown
"Jenny was a bright-eyed, pretty five-year-old girl. One day when she and her mother were checking out at the grocery store, Jenny saw a plastic pearl necklace priced at $2.50. How she wanted that necklace, and when she asked her mother if she would buy it for her, her mother said, "Well, it is a pretty necklace, but it costs an awful lot of money. I'll tell you what. I'll buy you the necklace, and when we get home we can make up a list of chores that you can do to pay for the necklace. And don't forget that for your birthday Grandma just might give you a whole dollar bill, too. Okay?"

Jenny agreed, and her mother bought the pearl necklace for her. Jenny worked on her chores very hard every day, and sure enough, her grandma gave her a brand new dollar bill for her birthday. Soon Jenny had paid off the pearls.

How Jenny loved those pearls. She wore them everywhere-to kindergarten, bed and when she went out with her mother to run errands. The only time she didn't wear them was in the shower-her mother had told her that they would turn her neck green!

Now Jenny had a very loving daddy. When Jenny went to bed, he would get up from his favorite chair every night and read Jenny her favorite story.

One night when he finished the story, he said, "Jenny, do you love me?"

"Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love you," the little girl said.

"Well, then, give me your pearls."

"Oh! Daddy, not my pearls!" Jenny said. "But you can have Rosie, my favorite doll. Remember her? You gave her to me last year for my birthday. And you can have her tea party outfit, too. Okay?"

"Oh no, darling, that's okay." Her father brushed her cheek with a kiss. "Good night, little one."

A week later, her father once again asked Jenny after her story, "Do you love me?"

"Oh yes, Daddy, you know I love you."

"Well, then, give me your pearls."

"Oh, Daddy, not my pearls! But you can have Ribbons, my toy horse. Do you remember her? She's my favorite. Her hair is so soft, and you can play with it and braid it and everything. You can have Ribbons if you want her, Daddy," the little girl said to her father.

"No, that's okay," her father said and brushed her cheek again with a kiss. "God bless you, little one. Sweet dreams."

Several days later, when Jenny's father came in to read her a story, Jenny was sitting on her bed and her lip was trembling. "Here, Daddy," she said, and held out her hand. She opened it and her beloved pearl necklace was inside. She let it slip into her father's hand.

With one hand her father held the plastic pearls and with the other he pulled out of his pocket a blue velvet box. Inside of the box were real, genuine, beautiful pearls.

He had them all along. He was waiting for Jenny to give up the cheap stuff so he could give her the real thing.

So it is with our Heavenly Father. He is waiting for us to give up the cheap things in our lives so that he can give us beautiful treasure.

Are you holding onto things which Lord wants you to let go of? Are you holding on to harmful or unnecessary partners, relationships, habits and activities which you have come so attached to that it seems impossible to let go? Sometimes, it is so hard to see what is in the other hand but do believe this one thing....

The Lord will never take away something without giving you something better in its place."