Growing up we would begin our meals by saying a Common Table Prayer, "Come, Lord Jesus, be our guest and let Thy gifts to us be blest. Amen"

Then, on many occasions our family would return thanks after we ate, praying Psalm 107:1 "O give thanks unto the Lord; for He is good, for His mercy endures Forever. Amen."

I love the tradition of asking for His blessings before we eat and then thanking Him after we have been satisfied.

I invite you this Thanksgiving to join with us as we give thanks and as we return thanks to a God who is Faithful.

Great is His faithfulness!
I love you in the Love, Mia

One day, a women shared with me all the reasons why she just couldn't find time to open her Bible and be in the Word...to which I responded..."That's because it's not important to you." Not sure if that's the response she she was looking for, but that's what came out.

Now I admit, I am not always the most tactful person and my filtering skills are at a minimum, but sometimes the truth hurts and sometimes we are caught off guard because we are not expecting people to actually be truthful with us.

As rough as my words may have seemed at the time, I do not regret them. You see, because of the ministry and music I do, I tend to enter people's lives for a moment and then fly out (literally) just as quick as I came in. I don't have time to sugar coat my responses. Because I am an outsider in the women's lives that I enter, women tend to feel safe in sharing things that may be more difficult if they had to face me the next day or the next week in church.

It's a huge responsibility that I don't take lightly, and therfore, I want to make sure that the words I share and the time I give matters, even if it stings.

Now, back to the original statement..."Because it's not important to you." I believe that we will make time in our day to do things that are important to us....for me, it's hiking and getting to the gym. For others it may be making dinner (for others... I don't find joy in cooking), reading that chapter in their new favorite book, shopping for a new outfit, scrolling though Facebook, writing a blog, posting a cute selfie...you get it, right?

We make time for things that matter to us. We get up early or we stay up late to make it happen, but when it comes to opening the Bible, suddenly our muscles atrophy, we can't move, we can't find our bible, the phone rings, our spiritual muscles get cramped and before we know it, night has come and we think it's to late and hope that tomorrow will be different.

Yes, days happen, but when the struggle is never faced head on and confronted, we may have to face the fact that maybe, it's just not that important. With that realization our prayers can turn to the Lord to say. "God I have failed and I need you to put the desire in my heart and elevate your Word as a priority in my life."

But, we can't do that until we are honest and simply admit it, repent and lean on a God whose mercies are new every morning.

Whatever it is in your life....time in the Word, eating healthy, fellowship with believers, serving others...whatever it is, as a friend once told me "Mia, your excuses are like elbows, everyones got two of them!" Yes, it stung, but it was true......present it before the Lord and ask him to help you to keep what is important eternally, important daily.

And now as evening rolls in as I write this blog, I am off to open my Bible!

I love you in the Lord, Mia

Last week I shared with you about trust and my struggle with heights, the same story I had just shared with a group of women in Pittsburgh, PA at a women's conference.

The day after I returned home from Pennsylvania, I took an exhilarating hike up one of Phoenix, Arizona's greatest peaks and was ready to start my day when my son said his friend was on her way over and they were going skydiving. Before I knew it, I was in the car, had a jump reservation, I was harnessed up and in a plane cruising at 13,000 feet before my instructor pushed me out and I was falling at 120 mph straight towards the earth.

I know I was talking about conquering our fears, but this was not what I originally had in mind. But somehow, I did it. I don't think I really thought it through, but maybe that was to my benefit. If I had analyzed everything that could have happened, all that could go wrong and every possible scenario, I would still be the ground and I would have missed this.....one of the most exhilarating things I have ever done....and will be doing again!

So in faith and in life...Refuse to stand firm in fear. Don't be afraid to jump...literally.
Enjoy the video below which chronicles my first jump!

​Love you in the Lord, Mia