Keeping it Personal with Angela

About Angela Mackey

Angela lives in the Arkansas River Valley with her wonderfully supportive husband and three amazing children. She is passionate about teaching women to renew their minds through God’s word so that they may live transformed lives. Angela is a writer, speaker, nurse, and stay-at-home mom who openly shares her struggle with infertility. She loves college basketball (especially the Kansas Jayhawks), reading, writing, and laughing at herself.
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March Madness

I love March. Plants come back to life from their winter sleep. Greens, pinks, and whites explode on the tips of recently bare branches. Birds sing songs and college basketball has its biggest moments.

My husband says my eyes turn into basketballs this time of year. I love upsets and close games (except when my Jayhawks are playing then I want blow-outs). My kids ask, “Why are we still watching basketball,” after only eight hours of games. I don’t get it. ;)

While I love the stories, obstacles overcome, and great basketball, it is difficult to see the look on those players’ faces when their dreams come to an end.

I wonder if they know the God who loves them whether they ever play basketball again. Do those kids know success is more than a national title? Can they see past the NBA scouts, injuries, successes, and failures to the God who orchestrates it all for His purpose? Do they see God’s success seldom looks like worldly success?

Do we see it? When our life looks abundant we are confident and sure God is smiling on us. Oh but when things start falling apart – our bodies break, we lose our jobs – suddenly we question. It is difficult to say with David,

“even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death I will fear no evil for You are with me…” Psalm 23:4

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of dreams dashed…

…God is with me.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of unemployment…

…God is with me.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of adultery or divorce…

…God is with me.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of longing for a spouse…

…God is with me.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of infertility…

…God is with me.

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of …

…God is with me.

God is with me. Doesn’t that change everything? Knowing the Creator of the universe, the God with plans for our good, Him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine is with me…us. He never leaves us.

His presence doesn’t necessarily change the dark valley, but it changes our attitudes. His nearness offers hope because He is able. His closeness offers comfort because He is the God of all-comfort. His proximity reminds us He is in control. He walks the valley with us because He cares for us – isn’t that amazing?

Let’s remember no matter the dark valley God is with us.

The next dark valley you go through write a personalized version of Psalm 23:4.  Carry it with you on an index card and always remember God is near.

What dark valley is God walking with you now? How can we pray for you?

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Does What I Do Matter?

There it is again – the empty, hollow, gnawing at my heart. It takes up residence when I look around and I can’t point to anything I have “done” today. Days I don’t even bother to make a to-do list because I know I won’t get half-way through it. So why bother?

Days when I wonder what am I doing?  Am I really making a difference?  Am I really doing what God wants me to do?

…Or am I just living in a dream world?

Then I start berating myself for things – things I already confessed and turned from. The ache and gnawing grow. “When will I do something that matters?” I ask the air.

As I browsed a local Christian bookstore I got my answer. It was on a paperweight. This is what it said:

“Therefore, my dear brothers, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.” 1 Corinthians 15:58

God’s word struck my aching heart and soul. He whispered to my heart:

Stand firm. Don’t just stand, but stand firm. Don’t let any wind of doubt or wave of discontent knock you over. No stand firm. I have a plan for you and in Me you can stand firm.

Let nothing move you. When you stand firm in Me nothing can move you unless you let it. Don’t let circumstances, bad attitudes, the behavior of others, or anything else you cannot control move you. Instead, stand firm in Me.

Always give yourself to the work I have for you. I have great plans and work for you to do – important work that matters for eternity. Give yourself to My work in your life. Accept that some of the work may seem small and mundane, but if you give yourself to My work for you then your labor is not in vain.

The emptiness in my heart could not stand in light of God’s truth. The truth is that all I do for God’s glory is not in vain – even if I have to tell the same children the same thing for what feels like the thousandth time.

When the work God has me to do feels mundane and small, the truth is…

…it matters for eternity.

Nothing done for God is useless. That includes washing dishes, paying bills, going to work. If we do all those things in His name we do not labor in vain.

May we allow our minds to meditate on this truth that our hearts will not be able to fool us into thinking what we do is useless.

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A Sacrifice of Thanks

Grateful

His eyes lit up and a smile transformed his face. "Thank you mommy. Thank you." He wrapped his pudgy arms around my neck and squeezed tight nearly knocking me over. My heart swelled with joy to see my sweet son so grateful for something so small. Do you think God's heart swells when we offer … Continue reading →

Broken for God’s Glory

"do you know why God can use this fence? because it's broken"

I like to write about things God has taught me. Things that I can tie up with a neat bow and say that I can see God’s beauty in this – whatever this happens to be. There are a few problems with that. First, it paints me to be a saint – which I am not. I am a broken, stumbling … Continue reading →