Hi friends — welcome back to Moments of Devotion.
This week, the word consistency has been on my heart in a big way.
I was talking to my son recently, and he reminded me that if I say I’m going to post on Fridays…
I should post on Fridays.
He wasn’t being critical — just honest. And he’s right.
Consistency matters.
Not in a guilt-driven, perfectionistic way… but in the sense that our commitments shape us.
But then I looked at my week — and well, “consistent” isn’t exactly the word I’d use.
My grandson had the flu, so my husband was home with him for two days.
In the evenings, I was co-teaching a Laity class through the Greater Detroit District (“Leading Public Worship”).
At home, my husband hauled out the bins — yes, bins — of Christmas decorations, and we’ve been trying to clean and decorate in between chaos.
I haven’t done nearly as much as I hoped… but I did manage to put up several of my nativity scenes.
And here’s where I saw God’s kindness again:
Last year I mentioned wanting one new nativity.
This year, God blessed me with three — two we “happened upon,” and one my grandson found in D.C. — a beautiful stone cross carved with the nativity across the center.
One request. Three blessings.
God listened.
But that wasn’t the only place He showed up.
✨ The Van Story — Another Reminder of God’s Faithfulness
Just when life was already full, we discovered our “new to us” 2020 mini-van was leaking oil.
We haven’t even made the first payment yet.
Randy, who can fix almost anything, took a look… but this wasn’t something he could do.
We started making calls, and the repair was going to run about $1,000.
And let’s be honest — this is not the month for surprises.
We have four birthdays in November, two in December, plus Christmas.
And we’re not just Nana and Papa — we’re Nana & Papa, Mom & Dad to two kiddos, and Santa Claus.
(Or as I prefer: Nana Claus.)
An unexpected bill right now?
That would have been a heavy hit.
But then — God stepped in again.
The dealership called today and said, “You’re covered for a year. No cost to you.”
The relief that washed over us…
The gratitude…
The timing…
Only God.
🌿 Additional Section: When Life Changes in a Phone Call
Just when I thought the week couldn’t get any fuller, life shifted in an instant.
I got a call no mother ever wants to receive: my middle son had been rushed to the hospital.
He’s a Type 1 diabetic, and he doesn’t always manage it the way he should.
But nothing prepares you for hearing your daughter-in-law’s voice tell you that the hospital was asking the question no parent wants to hear:
“In the event it is needed, do you want him resuscitated?”
In that moment, everything inside me collapsed.
The lists, the schedules, the decorations — none of it mattered.
My world narrowed to one prayer:
“Lord, please save my son.”
I dropped everything in my office and left.
I called my husband.
I called my oldest son.
And I called my Pastor — the one person I knew would immediately go to prayer.
I cried and prayed the entire way home, feeling like my insides were shaking.
My family was afraid for me to even drive.
The fear was paralyzing — the kind that grabs your heart and squeezes until you can barely breathe.
But then something happened.
As my Pastor reached out to our church’s prayer team,
I felt the peace of God wash over me —
not removing the seriousness, not erasing the situation,
but wrapping around me like a warm blanket in the cold.
Even in the fear, I knew God was there.
Even in the uncertainty, I knew He had a plan.
Even when life felt like it was spinning out of control,
God remained consistent.
My son is improving — thank You, Lord —
but those hours reminded me of something I won’t forget:
my consistency wavers…
but God’s never does.
He is steady in the chaos.
He is present in the panic.
He is near in the ICU.
He holds my children even when I cannot.
And once again, God proved Himself faithful.
📖 Scripture Reading: 1 Corinthians 15:58 (NIV)
“Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, 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.”
🌿 Consistency — What Does It Really Mean?
I’m learning that consistency isn’t about posting on the exact day,
or keeping every Christmas bin perfectly organized,
or staying ahead of the list (which I’m convinced has a life of its own).
Consistency is about this:
Showing up with a faithful heart.
Even when I’m tired.
Even when I’m behind.
Even when life is crazy and messy and unpredictable.
I’m a daughter of a mighty King.
I’m forgiven when I fall short.
I’m a mom, a Nana, a wife, a friend… and, yes, an overachiever who is also a full-time Social Work student.
I’m learning, growing, serving, and striving to make a difference.
My life isn’t neat or quiet or perfectly consistent.
But God is.
His consistency holds me steady when mine wavers.
His provision shows up in both the sacred and the ordinary —
in nativity scenes, in flu recovery, in repaired vans, in unexpected blessings,
and in the simple joy of knowing He listens.
🙏 Prayer
Father, thank You for being the steady One in my life.
When my days are full and my plans fall apart, You remain faithful.
Teach me what true consistency looks like — not perfection, but presence.
Help me show up with a willing heart, even when I’m tired or overwhelmed.
Thank You for the blessings You’ve poured into my week —
for healing, for provision, for surprises that remind me You are near.
You are good, You are faithful, and You are always listening.
In Jesus’ name — Amen.
Thank you for pausing with me today.
May you be reminded — not just this week, but every week — that consistency matters,
but God’s consistency is what carries us.
And that gives us grace, room to grow, and peace in the chaos. 💛
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