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Amazing Delight

Baby Girl has reached the stage where she really, really wants to be independent, especially when eating. Which is a necessary development, albeit quite messy.

So you can see that I gave her some yogurt and walked away, only to be greeted by a very large mess when I came back to the table.

But I couldn’t help but smile.

Look at her delight.

That’s how we should feel about our relationship with God and His Word.

Blessed is the man
who walks not in the counsel of the wicked,
nor stands in the way of sinners,
nor sits in the seat of scoffers;
but his delight is in the law of the Lord,
and on his law he meditates day and night.

Psalm 1:1-2

It begs the question, do I *delight* in the study of God’s Word? Consistency in reading His Word has always been a struggle for me (less so with BSF to keep me accountable, thankfully), and I rarely take the time for extended prayer (you know, longer than those little requests I think of while I’m doing the dishes and blocking out the chaos). If I really delighted in Him, I think talking to Him and reading His words to me wouldn’t be a struggle but something I refused to miss.

Surely my face isn’t as cute as that yogurty baby face, but I want my heart attitude to reflect that joy.

Conversely, it’s amazing to me that God delights in us! Zephaniah might be a rather obscure book of the Bible (nestled there among the minor prophets), but 3:17 is one of my favorites…

The Lord your God is in your midst,
a mighty one who will save;
he will rejoice over you with gladness;
he will quiet you by his love;
he will exult over you with loud singing.

What a beautiful picture of our relationship with our Creator. We could never earn that love, but He gives it anyway, lavishly. Happily. Exultingly.

How amazing.


As a budding photographer, I’ve recently been fascinated by light. I’ll find myself awed by the light streaming in a window in the afternoon, or the way light catches my baby’s eyes, or (especially) the magic of Golden Hour (that hour just before sunset, when the golden sun nears the horizon). If I could build my dream house, it would have big, beautiful windows everywhere.

Isn’t it fitting, then, that I love 2 Corinthians 4:4-6?

“In their case the god of this world has blinded the minds of the unbelievers, to keep them from seeing the light of the gospel of the glory of Christ, who is the image of God. For what we proclaim is not ourselves, but Jesus Christ as Lord, with ourselves as your servants for Jesus’ sake. For God, who said, ‘Let light shine out of darkness,’ has shone in our hearts to give the light of the knowledge of the glory of God in the face of Jesus Christ.”

Jesus is our light. He shines on the dark places of our hearts. He illuminates.

Our family has been praying for a friend for many months, that he will see his need for Jesus. That he will understand who Jesus is and why he needs His salvation. That his eyes will be opened to the truth.

I find that praying with Scripture is a powerful thing, and yesterday I was praying 2 Corinthians 4:4-6 (the passage above) for this friend. God, don’t allow Satan to blind his mind, but instead illuminate his heart. Shine your light in the dark of his heart.

God is okay with my honesty, so I told him I’m discouraged that after months of begging, this friend still hasn’t had a spiritual breakthrough. I’m weary. God, do you hear me? Don’t you want his salvation, too? You are the all-powerful One; can’t you make it happen?

As I was crying out to God, I flipped the pages of my Bible, intending to read some of Psalm 119. But I was caught in prayer. To my shame, it’s not often I take the time to have conversations with God, and let me tell ya, I should do it more often.

After pouring out my heart, I opened my eyes.

And wouldn’t you know, God spoke to me through His Word. I mean, truly. I didn’t even look when I flipped those pages, so distracted by prayer, and this is where I landed:

Isaiah 9. “The people who walked in darkness have seen a great light; those who dwelt in a land of deep darkness, on them has light shone…”

It was as if God was saying, “Lacey, I AM the One who illuminates hearts. You ask for something that I long for, too. Trust Me. I see you, I hear you, and I haven’t forgotten you.”

Our God is so gracious to speak to us through His Word. The light He shines into our hearts is a beautiful gift.


Tell me, do you pray with Scripture? What are you praying for these days? How has God spoken to your heart recently?

Tiny Introvert

Baby was napping, but the other 5 children were on the main floor occupying themselves after their schoolwork was finished. I was sitting on my bed (hiding from the chaos), when our 3-year-old burst into the room.

Me: “Please go downstairs, Kai.”

Kai: “I don’t wanna go out there. There too many people out there.”

I hear ya, buddy. I hear ya.


Nothing Can Separate Us

It’s been one of those mornings…not yet 10:30 and already 2 children have been sent back to their beds for disrespectful behavior. I want to blame it on Mondays, but it’s certainly not contained to this day of the week. Sadly. I bet it would be easier to navigate if I knew it was only going to be like this on Mondays.

We’re studying the book of Romans this year in BSF, and this week we came to Romans 8:38-39 – “For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.”

Not a thing can separate us from His love. What a beautiful truth.

One question in our lesson drove this home – asking us to paraphrase this passage, using our own struggles.

Is there anyone else out there that struggles with wanting to *earn* God’s love? Sure, I know that’s not how it works, but still when I sin over and over, I feel I’ve failed Him and that He probably doesn’t like me so much anymore. Sounds silly when I type it out…

In 2017, I read a book called Unseen by Sara Hagerty. I walked away reminded that God loves me, likes me, delights in me, in the quiet places where I’m not seen by anyone else. He doesn’t just tolerate me because He has to, but He actually delights in me just because I’m His creation. (Go read the book. It’s worth your time.)

So, along those same lines, here is my personal paraphrase of Romans 8:38-39…

For I am sure that my pride, my yelling in anger, my selfishness, my frustration at constant chaos, my fear of failing as a wife and mother, my desire for human affirmation, my greed for nicer things, my dirty floors and walls and laundry piles…none of this will separate me from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus.

Despite the dirty places in my heart, He loves me. Despite my constant failures to act righteously, He loves me. He loves me. He loves me.

Nothing can separate us from His love. What a beautiful truth.

(Note – I know the pictures of my sweet girl don’t have much to do with the text…but isn’t she pretty?)

Remember and Hope

It’s not quite 8am, and I’ve already slipped back out of my church clothes to stay home with a sick kiddo. This parenting thing proves to keep us on our toes, always.

It’s the last day of 2017, and I find myself in a contemplative mood. The new year tends to drive us to remember. And to hope.

In His wisdom and grace, God instructed the Israelites to erect altars of remembrance; one particular example is found in Joshua 4. After 40 years of wandering in the wilderness, the Israelites had finally passed over the Jordan River to take the Promised Land as their own…As soon as the whole nation had crossed, God told them to take 12 stones and construct a monument, so that when their children asked “What do these stones mean to you?”, they would tell their children of God’s great faithfulness. They would remember all He had done for them.

Oh, how forgetful I am and how I long to remember His faithfulness.

This year, we have experienced God’s goodness in countless ways…and I want to record a few here so when life might seem darker and harder, I can look back to this memorial and remember.

At the top of my list is Lilah’s adoption.

We are forever grateful that God chose us to be her family. She is a precious treasure to us; she undoubtedly has our hearts. Reaching the point of permanency with her was a sigh of relief. She’s officially ours. Forever. Praise God for His amazing, undeserved gifts! I can’t imagine our life without this amazing child, and I trust that He has good plans for her future.

{in front of the Duomo in Milan}

Next…we were so blessed to be able to take a family trip to visit Luke’s sister (and fam)…in Italy. You can imagine the preparations for 8 people to travel to a foreign country: passports, packing lists, entertainment for the kids for a long flight, diabetes supplies so 2 of our family members could stay alive…you know, that sort of thing. 😉 God was so gracious to work out getting Lilah’s passport in time (which involved a new birth certificate, a new Social Security card, and lots of prayer). Our Jehovah Jireh provided the funds, the vacation time, and surprisingly inexpensive tickets (relatively) for us. (If you’re a Michigander, check out flying out of Toronto…It was less than half the cost per ticket than flying out of GR.)

{Lago D’Iseo…a wonder of God’s creation}

I could fill up a whole, long blog post with details and pictures about that trip, but let’s just suffice it to say that we had an incredible time visiting family, visiting missionary friends, and exploring an enchanting country. It will go down in the Rumley record books as an amazing experience.

{Quality cousin time in Italy}

Third…Just over a year ago, my friend Amber and I were so privileged to help lead a friend to faith in Christ. Of course, God did all the work in drawing her to Him; we were just there to help her to do what she knew in her heart she wanted to do. What an amazing experience to see an adult acknowledge that life is void without Him, and over this year, to watch her learn more about Him and His Word, and ultimately fall more and more in love with Him. Some of you out there are discipleship pros…but for those of us who have essentially only discipled our own kids or church kids, this is incredible. There’s no other word I can come up with to see a rebirth before my very eyes. I praise God for reminding me that He still works to draw people to Himself, even people that no one would anticipate coming to faith. He is SO GOOD.

{An unforgettable evening – the night of T’s salvation – 10/2016}

I want to remember His goodness to us.

I also look forward with expectant hope.

I don’t know what 2018 holds for the Rumley family. I know that we have plans, but if I’ve learned anything in this crazy life, it’s that God’s plans aren’t always the same as mine (though they always prove better). We plan to continue homeschooling. We plan to keep parenting our six (not much choice there, ha!). Luke and I plan to go on another missions trip…

But here’s what I HOPE

I hope that, by this time next year, I’m a more godly woman.

I hope that He shapes and molds me into His image more and more.

I hope that He works on eradicating my sin, showing His awesome light into the dark places of my heart – exposing anger, selfishness, unfaithfulness, pride, etc, etc, etc…I need His light to battle my dark. I hope that He goes to war with Satan for me.

I hope that 2018 brings us more unsaved friends who are yearning for life lived to the full – only possible with Jesus. I hope that I will seize opportunities to share Him with people who are longing for Him, even if they don’t know it.

Let’s face it – I’m not getting any younger, and I’d love to drop a few pounds (a common resolution, no?)…but I hope that this next year, I become more beautiful because I’m more like Him. He makes me beautiful when He radiates through me.

Jesus gives me hope. If you don’t have His hope, there would be no better way to start a brand new year than giving your life to Him. You will not regret it, friends.

Tell me – what are the things that you want to remember from 2017? And what things do you hope for in 2018?

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