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This life is not the End.

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We hear and read a lot about of the End of the World. Many think it is close. That we are seeing the Book of Revelations played out before our eyes.

This causes unrest among God’s people when it should really be something we are looking forward to. To hear the trumpet call and see our Savior coming through the clouds of glory.

What are we afraid of?

The unknown?

When I was in sixth grade, the year was 1976. A friend told me that they’d dug up an old man’s body and he said the world was going to end in two years. From 1976 to 1978 I lived in fear that the world was coming to an end. Around that time at church camp we watched the original Left Behind movie and it was terrifying.

When the Left Behind book series and the remake of Left Behind came out when my older two were kids, I didn’t read the books with them or have them watch the movie.

But a few years ago I took my younger son to see the latest release of Left Behind in the movie theater. As we sat there, he watched the first few minutes and I could see that he was terrified so we left.

As I grow older and my faith in God grows deeper, I have come to realize that it is nothing to fear. Not for believers. My only fear is that my loved ones will not be ready. Should I try harder to witness to them about salvation because the end of the world could be near?

I don’t believe that’s the way to reach our loved ones for Christ. We shouldn’t want them to come to the Lord through fear. Rather, they should see love and mercy play out in our relationships with them and encourage them to consider salvation. Yes, we need to invite them to church and share our testimony when it is appropriate. But we can’t force them into a decision for Christ through the power of fear.

I’m not afraid of the end times, as I was in my childhood and teen years. I know the end of this world will not be the end of life. As God is eternal, so our souls are eternal as well. Whatever happens to me in this life, I am ready to spend eternity with the Maker of Heaven and Earth.

If it means I am to suffer for being a Christian, I’m ready to stand up for my faith. God has never let me down. He is always with me, and will be with me through anything life has to throw my way. Human uncertainty creeps in sometimes, but faith in a loving God eradicates that fear in anticipation of being with our Heavenly Father.

As I grow older, I find myself looking forward to the day when I shall meet Jesus face to face. All my tears will be wiped away. The tapestry that looks snarled and tangled underneath will be a beautiful scene from heaven. Then I will understand all the twists and turns, the heartaches and sorrows in my life.

When the day comes when Jesus shall return to earth, the world as we have known it will cease to exist. But even then, that is not the end of life.

Our lives are eternal.

From the Archives:  Finding Joy Again

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Having an Advent wreath in my home is something that I didn’t start until a year or two after my husband passed away. At the time, I was looking for a way to make Christmas more meaningful to my son, who was in elementary school at the time. So I bought an Advent wreath. It was plain with brackets for the candles, so I made it more festive with fake greenery I had on hand.

I purchased the candles as a set. I bought a long lighter and a candle snuffer so my son could participate in the lighting of the candles. (His favorite part being “unlighting” them.)

For a few years, we did this together, then he reached his teens and no longer cared to participate.

I continued setting up my Advent wreath at Christmastime and lighting the candles each year. (I always have to dig out the little pamphlet that tells what each candle means, but that’s okay.)

I’m not always a frugal person, but in this instance, I was. Year after year I used the same candles until they were melted down about halfway.

This year I decided it was time for new candles. I ordered some online.

When they arrived I was disappointed that one had cracks in it. And they didn’t quite fit my wreath.

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As you can see from the picture above, they are leaning a little.

This year it was hard for me to think about lighting the candle for Joy. We’ve experienced loss in our extended family and a very dear friend also began her journey with grief. I didn’t really feel the joy of the season, so I didn’t light the candle.

Now it was nearly the close of the third week of Advent. And I still had not lit my candles.

Today, as I went about my day, the words of the song, “Through all of It” by Colton Dixon kept coming to me.

(I’ll post the link to the YouTube video below).

The lyrics that were running through mind are:

“I have Won, I have Lost, I got it right but sometimes I have not. Life’s been a journey, I’ve seen joy, I’ve seen regret, but You have been my God through all of it.”


I played the song on my music app. I read the lyrics as I listened. 
After listening to the whole song, I was inspired to light my Advent candles.
I lit the candles for Hope, Peace, and yes, I even lit the candle for Joy (The pink one).

The words of the song are so true. My life has been a journey. There’s been times of both joy and pain, it seems, and oh so many regrets.

As you can see in the photo, my candles are leaning a little. My Joy candle is not very strong in its position.

Sort of like my emotions this year.

My Joy is faltering a little. It isn’t very strong.

But I was still able to light it, and while leaning, the candle is secure in its brass holder. (Like we are in God’s love.)

It was only lit for a minute or two, while I played through the song, “Through all of It.”

By taking this moment in my day to focus on the reason for this season, I felt hope that there will again be joyous celebrations ahead.

As promised, here is a link to the Lyrics video on YouTube, “Through all of It” by Colton Dixon.

Meet the Author: Susan TeBos

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Author Susan TeBos

I recently met Susan at an author event near my hometown in Michigan. Susan, it was a pleasure to meet you and learn about your book. Thank you for joining me on my blog today.

Tell us a little bit about yourself.

I am a homegrown Michigan author with a not so common story.  This may surprise you, but becoming an author wasn’t on my bucket list.  I didn’t intend to write books. But when the need arose in our family (we adopted 3 children from Russia within 5 years) writing, researching, interviewing, and the hope to offer help to our family and others urged me forward. In the beginning, I knew very little about what was involved in writing a book, such as taking an idea to the page and then to a publisher. All this felt a bit overwhelming. I had to learn how to write creatively. I didn’t know what I didn’t know. Eventually, I signed up for a writing class and then another, junior and senior level courses I could take at a local college. It was a writing game changer. I guess you can say I am persistent, if anything, and that’s a good attribute for being a writer.

What is your book about?

My recent book is for adoptive and foster families and anyone who wants to understand the heart of an adoptee.  It’s called We’ve Been There: True Stories, Surprising Insights, and Aha Moments for Adopted Teens. I believe that every adopted child reflects on their adoption and needs guidance to process and express their emotions and thoughts. If not, many feel isolated as they ponder what happened to them, their self-worth and identity.

My favorite thing about this book is the interviews. This is a collection of 34 stories told to me by teenage and young adult adoptees from around the United States. They open up about things that they rarely talk about and things they wished others would have told them. Plus, they offer encouragement and some good advice for teens on their own journey of self-discovery and healing from loss.  I learned so much from these amazing people.

What did your family think about you writing this book?

My daughter, who was adopted at 18 months, was 17 years old at the time I was researching and writing this book. Imagine a teenager hovering close by, sometimes reading over my shoulder while I was typing up the interviews. That says a lot. She longed to know what adoptees like her were experiencing and how they were handling things. One day I asked her if she’d share a story, and she leaped into the air yelling yes!! She had her own story to share about grieving her birth family that she felt others would resonate with. Two of my three kids contributed stories.

The collection is written in a journalistic style. It is written for adoptees first, but also for families and anyone who wants to understand the heart of an adoptee.

Who would like your book?

There are millions of people with adoption or foster care in their story, so many of us are connected or know someone that is adopted.  Additionally, counselors, social workers, therapists, adoption agencies, church adoption ministries, libraries, families, grandparents, and of course adopted people of all ages.   

How do you find time in your day for writing?

Set small goals. 300 words a day. I commit to 300 words each day of the week even if I don’t feel like it or have nothing to say. From my experience, if I can free write crappy copy 300 words this exercise turns into 700 words or more. Goal setting like this keeps me accountable.

Are you part of a writing group?

Not formally. Mostly, I have writer friends that like to meet for coffee and talk about everything from writing to platform to book proposals to selling books. Being in a community is helpful, even if it is informal.

Do you have a favorite author or book?

My favorite genre is historical fiction, regency period. Jane Austin and books like hers serve as a retreat for me. I get lost in the pages and time slips away. My brain cells appreciate it. I also read books like A Gentleman in Moscow.

Have you experienced writer’s block? If so, what do you do to get through it?

Yes, I do get blocked. There are a few things that help me. I free write with a prompt. Just stream of thought. No edits. Just move the pen on paper. It works. Also, I have paper and a pen next to my bed. It is common for me to have some pretty great ideas appear at 3:00 am

What’s next for you as an author?

I currently don’t have a book idea. However, I’m writing a couple of articles here and there for publication, and trying to improve my book visibility on my website.  I also am a podcast guest and speak at adoption and foster care conferences.

Susan, thank you so much for being my guest today. Before we go, where can readers find you online?

You can find me at susantebos.com and  https://www.facebook.com/SusanTeBos.Author/

https://www.amazon.com/Weve-Been-There-Surprising-Insights/dp/0825447313 

Susan’s book is also available at any bookseller and at libraries.

The End Goal

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Our Detroit Tigers worked hard playing baseball but didn’t quite make it to their goal.

On the other hand, our Detroit Lions are consistently winning their football games after many years of living with defeat.

Football and baseball players invest their lives in the sport and work hard towards the goal of winning championship titles.

I never liked playing sports. I couldn’t hit, throw or catch a baseball. The one time I played backyard football I didn’t realize when the quarterback threw the ball to me I couldn’t throw it to someone else. Everyone was running towards me, and I wanted to get the ball out of my hands.

Could I have become better with more practice?

Maybe I could have, but you never know. I didn’t try.

My goal in school wasn’t to play on sports. No, it was to write stories that other people could read.

I attended college with an eye on journalism. I got sidetracked when I went on to Mexico to study, then returned a few years later to teach.

My goal at that time was to become a mission–or rather, a Missus. I had my eye on the prize, wanting to become a bride. When my husband came into my life, I got caught up in a whirlwind of romance and married him nine months later. (No regrets).

Now my goal became to have children. So a year and a half after our wedding, our first child was born, then a year and a half after that, our daughter. (No regrets).

Okay, a boy and a girl. A few years later, we made the choice to try for one more, and successfully became a family of 5. (No regrets).

Then my husband passed away while my older two were teenagers and youngest only ten.

Now we were a broken family circle.

I felt defeated. Lost and confused. Angry and trying not to question God. My husband used to say, we’re all going to die sometime. But why him, why now?

And how could I possibly go on without him?

One day at a time.

One song at a time played in those moments when I needed the extra words.

Time after time of crying out to God in my loneliness and heartache.

I got up each morning, got the kids off to school, took the dog out in the yard.

Yet daily I struggled with grief compounded by mental health issues.

Over time it became apparent that I needed help to get to a better place in life.

I found that help. I stuck with it, worked hard on the things I could change and got back into church.

Today I am coping with life better than I thought I ever would. I have minor setbacks and defeats, but overall I am in a good place.

My goal is back to writing stories, where I first began in high school. Fortunately, none of those are still in existence. One time on a whim, I tossed them all in the dumpster. (No regrets).

What are some of my other goals today?

To maintain a purpose in life. To work hard and support myself financially.

To love my kids without reservation and to make good memories with them.

To encourage others who are on various paths in life and judge them not.

My end goal?

To meet Jesus and finally learn the answers to all the questions I’ve had in this life. To dance for joy in his presence.

Go Detroit Lions! Win big this year.