Joanne LaBuda

Tell Others

Tell Others

Last fall, I unexpectedly found myself looking for a job. I prayed and had family and friends praying for a job for me, also. Learning of an available position with a small firm, I applied and was granted an interview. Days later, the owner of the company offered me the job. Even though I felt an immediate stirring to pray about this opportunity when he called to offer me the job, I didn’t. I accepted it on the spot and jumped head first into this new role.

Within a very short time, it became apparent that this was not the right place for me to work.

If Not For You

If Not For You

Last year, I experienced three job losses. The first one was from a job I had worked at since college and had sadly seen a steady decline in work happen over the past few years. Seeing the company dissolve and my job right along with it was expected, the others were not. After the second job was abruptly over and grieving yet another ending, I holed up alone that first evening. As the night wore on, I got down on the floor, in front of my open window, crying out to the LORD.

Ebenezer

Ebenezer

I’ve been thinking about the LORD’s faithfulness a lot lately. When things are going smoothly, I don’t typically spend as much time thinking about some of the characteristics of my Holy God. But, when something happens that is not the way I would’ve planned it, I know I need to take some time to remember His past faithfulness during difficult times.

Obedience Brings Blessing

Obedience Brings Blessing

While I had seen this play out in the lives of the Israelites, I remember being shocked when God refused to let Moses enter the Promised Land. What?!! After all Moses had done, and yes, he made that mistake at the rock in Kadesh, but to not be allowed to complete his mission – wow! I learned then that God is serious about this business of obedience.

Not As We Were

Not As We Were

I have a quirky little habit of picking up trash when I walk. Along my usual route, I'll inevitably find beer cans, solo cups, cardboard boxes and the occasional tree limb or two. It feels good to scoop them up and clear the sidewalks of our town. Sometimes, I hum a few bars of Montgomery Gentry's "My Town" and think, yea, this is my town and I want to keep it nice.