Monthly Archives: January 2018


Jesus said, “Take care! Be on your guard against all kinds of greed; for one’s life does not consist in the abundance of possessions.” Luke 12:15

I live a privileged life.  Plain and simple.  And my tendency when I read texts like this is to justify the “stuff” I have.  That I don’t have that much.  That the stuff I have is necessary.  That I don’t over-indulge….. that much.  The truth is I like nice things.  I like a kept home, and I like decorating it. I like conveniences  and efficiency, things that aren’t broken or run down.  I like new clothes and I like giving others nice and meaningful things.  I like going places and eating good food and experiencing new and different things. And I guess you could say, I have an abundance of possessions.  Yes, I have more than most of the world’s population.

And there are times in my life, sometimes daily, that I think that I am defined by these things. Case in point: I drive a Subaru – I’m part of the Subaru “LOVE” family – I do cool things, I’m adventurous, I must be cool. But the truth is, that my stuff doesn’t define who I am and certainly not WHOSE I am (which is why I think Jesus tells us to “Take Care!” Be aware! of our greed for all kinds of things).  On the contrary, I have been splashed with the waters of Baptism and am daily reminded that I am a child of God – I might be known as other things; a wife, mother, daughter, sister, a Subaru driver (!) – but I am only those things by the grace of God who entered into my life and loves me for who I am.

Growing up my parents used to say to my brother and me often, “Remember your Baptism.” Now I was baptized as an infant, so when I was young I thought that was a bit odd – how was I supposed to remember when I was 2 weeks old?  But as I grew and they continued to tell me to remember my baptism, I realized that what they meant was that I needed tok remember that I was a child of God.  It didn’t matter what I was wearing, who I was hanging with, the “stuff” that I possessed; rather, what mattered and matters is where my heart dwells as a child of God.  Martin Luther says that where your treasure is, there also will be your heart.  God wants my life; God wants to inhabit my heart, and not let other “stuff” become my treasure. So daily, I am called to RYB, remember my baptism.  Remember that even though I like nice things (and that’s ok, btw), God is my true  treasure, giving me new life each day – a day I’m privileged to share my stuff with others and give God glory for the many blessings that I have.

To God be the glory!  Join me today and RYB. peace. prL

early in the morning…


Early in the morning, Moses rose and built an altar at the foot of the mountain… Exodus 24: 4.

In the old testament alone, in certain translations, there are more than 20 instances when something was going on early in the morning. Now, if you know me at all, early in the morning is rarely a part of my routine.  While I have always wished that I could rise early in the day to “make the most of my day,” I am, what some call, a night owl.  It is not uncommon to receive an email from me at 1 or 2 in the morning,  Now, I guess that is technically early in the morning, but for me, that’s the end of my day.

But things have recently changed in the Reinking household.  We have a new golden retriever puppy…. who rises early in the morning. My husband and I have been at this two weeks, trying to figure out a schedule that accommodates everyone. He exercises early in the morning, so I have decided that I will rise early in the morning and tend to the pup so he can keep his early in the morning routine.  In theory, I thought that this would be a good way to jump start my return to this blog. In theory.

But here I sit, early in the morning, and all I can think of is that it’s early in the morning!

But I’m not alone.  God is indeed at work early in the morning (early one morning… on the third day..).  Scripture tells us that early in the morning the Lord draws people into worship and calls people into action in the name of the Lord.  Listening for God’s voice early in the morning, gives us the opportunity to rise up and follow God’s call in our hearts as a guide into the day.  Yet in my case, the flesh is often weak.  So on this morning, one morning at a time, with God’s help, I choose to rise early, build an altar at the foot of the mountains, and call upon the name of the Lord, for strength, for focus, and for the willingness to see God at work in my life, and in the world around me.  And I ask God to simply use me as a instrument of God’s peace, one early morning at a time.

P.S. after a several of hours of puppy frolicking, I am now ready to post this!