Monthly Archives: August 2012

When Things Don’t Seem Right…….


“For God is not a God of confusion but of peace.”  1 Cor. 14:33

A lesson God seems to be impressing on me lately is, if things don’t seem right….they probably aren’t.  

This morning I awoke to the sound of crickets sweetly chirping next to my bed. Though it would have been much “sweeter” if they weren’t coming from my alarm clock at 5:30 am!

I threw on some make-up, brushed my teeth, got dressed….then drug my oversized tote and carry-on bag down the stairs.  

Out into the cool dark morning….my hubby lifted my bags into the back of the Durango and we were off to the airport at 6:15 am.  Nice, we had planned to leave at 6:30 am so we were ahead of schedule….isn’t that a lovely feeling?

My flight didn’t leave until 10:13 but anyone from the Atlanta area knows you have to leave before7:00 am to avoid sitting in rush hour traffic for two hours.  It was a pleasant drive to the airport and a delightful hour alone with my man to talk.  We had both had such a hectic week it was great to have this time.  

We arrived safely at the Delta drop off area….a quick kiss and I was off.  I am flying to Indy for the weekend to help drive my in-laws back to Atlanta for a visit on Monday.

No line at the kiosk (sweet!) so I punch in my flight number.  My first clue that something wasn’t right was when the machine informed me that there were earlier flights available if I wanted to switch.  I thought…wow I must be earlier than usual.  No need to move things up though….as I didn’t want to change the plans I had with my in-laws.  Flight set to arrive at 11:50…..perfect timing for a relaxing lunch.  

Did I mention I HATE airport security check points?  However the line was not bad at all this time… I swiftly unload my iPad, iPhone, zip-lock baggies of essentials, etc.  into the buckets.  Yes! Me and my stuff make it through with flying colors.  

I grab a chicken biscuit for breakfast and make it to my gate a little over an hour before boarding time.  Ahhh.  Quiet reading time.  I just started, The Glass Castle, by Jeannette Walls and am intrigued with the story.  

However, my second clue that something wasn’t right was that my flight was not on the gate screen….. and there weren’t many people waiting.  Something told me to go double check with someone at the gate…..nah, I thought……you’re fine…just enjoy your reading time.  

I did just that until about 9:15 am, when  I realized we were supposed to begin boarding in 15 mins.  I started to get a little nervous. There were definitely more people waiting now, yet I sensed something wasn’t quite right.  

That’s when I saw it…..clearing typed on my boarding pass: Boarding: 9:33 (PM!)  Ugh…..stupid machine must have made a mistake!  Now I’ve got to hustle and find the right flight.  I grab my printed flight info….to double check. Right there on the page it says: Departs: 10:13 PM.  Arrives:11:50 PM.

OMGoodness!  How could I have been so stupid!  It’s not like this is the first flight I have ever booked.

Then I remembered another clue that something wasn’t quite right.  When I booked my ticket I should have questioned why I was getting such an amazingly cheap flight on Delta, only a week in advance.  Perhaps because the average person doesn’t like to fly out at 10:15 (PM) to arrive at their destination at midnight!  

So here I sit at Starbucks drinking an over priced chai tea latte, waiting to see if I will be able to catch a 2:00 pm flight.

As John Calvin would say, “Wish me luck!” 

PS:  Lesson learned.  God is a God of peace…..not confusion.  When things don’t seem right:  Ask questions.  Do more research.  Pay attention to the details.  We can’t expect God to bring peace to our lives when we aren’t willing to take the time to pay close attention.  Confusion is from the evil one.  Don’t give him a foothold!  

“Be alert and of sober mind.  Your enemy the devil prowls around like a roaring lion looking for someone to devour.”  I Peter 5:8

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The Prayer Room

In the same way, the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us with groans that words cannot express” (Romans 8:26)

I hastened to the prayer room.  I had a few minutes before my first publisher appointment and I needed time on my knees before my Savior.  But first I wanted to find my name.  The leaders of She Speaks had printed out the Names of God, and after praying over each attendee they placed each of our names beside one of the Names of God.  I quickly scanned the sheets with the tiny white slips of paper taped to each one.  I felt a sinking feeling as I searched in vain for my name.  Had they forgotten me?  Then it caught my eye.  On the final sheet I saw the itsy-bitsy slip with “Cheryl Luke” written on it.  I thought, “Oh, they misspelled my name.”  “No worries….” 

My Spirit soared as I read:

 EL: The Strong One.  He is more powerful than any false God.  “God will overcome all obstacles.” “We can depend on God.” 

Yes!  I was presenting a book proposal, a memoir of my personal experience with spiritual warfare. Not exactly a “safe” topic.  But I did not need to fear.  God is ALL powerful.  As an “unknown” I was feeling intimidated. Yet it said,” God will overcome all obstacles.”  I am inexperienced.  Yet it said, “I could depend of God.” Getting my book published was not dependent on me! 

I fell on my knees before the cross.  I gave my book proposal to Him.  I lifted my hands to the heavens as I sang in my heart “nothing in my hands I bring”.  I clung to the base of the cross as I sang, “simply to thy cross I cling.” 

The first appointment went well and they at least took my proposal for consideration. 

A couple of hours later you can imagine my shock when I met a dear lady named, “Cheryl Luke”.   Well, even if that was not my name beside “El” I knew in God’s providence it was meant for me at that time. 

Before my second publisher appointment the next morning, I once again entered the prayer room.  I needed more time on my knees but thought I would search for my name again first.  That’s when I saw it.  Cheryl LUTZ.  It was taped to the sheet, Jehovah Tsidkenu.  The Lord our righteousness.  “Jesus is the King who would come from David’s line, and He is the One who imparts His righteousness to us.”

I am so unworthy, but “He imparts His righteousness to me”.  I could walk into my next appointment covered by His righteousness.  “Hallelujah, what a savior!”

The next couple of appointments went well.  Many of you have asked if I found a publisher.  Not yet.  Please pray that I will “keep my eyes fixed on Him,” and that I would walk in obedience as I wait upon Him to reveal His perfect will.

*Coming Soon:  The Last Big Wave: Part 2


PK’s: Pastor Kids or Powder Kegs

1 Corinthians 4:5 “Therefore do not pronounce judgment before the time, before the Lord comes, who will bring to light the things now hidden in darkness and will disclose the purposes of the heart. Then each one will receive his commendation from God.”

Have you ever “pronounced judgement before the time”? I know I have. Unfortunately, we often don’t realize the depth of pain this causes until we have it done to us.

One subgroup who has firsthand experience of this pain are PK’s.

“Pray for pastor’s kids (PKs). They face the see-saw battle between prideful hypocrisy and resentful rejection.”
Barnabas Piper

“Being a PK is like being a sinner in a fishbowl!”
From: Ligonier Ministries

A man once referred to one of our children as a “powder keg”. “Ready to explode at any minute. ” Unfortunately this gentleman didn’t realize that her anger and pain were caused by ones like himself. “Pronouncing judgement before the time….”

Franklin Graham has expressed how PK’s and their ministry parents experience relentless attacks from the evil one. He knows if he can destroy ministry families the implications are far reaching.

Hug a PK today! Pray for them as you ponder the intense spiritual attacks they face. If you see them sin, treat them as you should any other “kid”. Come along side them. Rebuke them and encourage them. Let them know you love them. Remember the daily pressures they endure from inside and outside the church!

PK’s: Powder Kegs or Preacher Kids? Through the prayers and support of
God’s people they don’t have to be both!