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Curses for Blessings // Jennifer Hayes

When presented with the opportunity to write I jumped at the chance. I had an idea in my head of what I felt moved to write.  This would be easy peasy!  Something already on my heart makes for quick writing.  However, as soon as I committed, the challenge presented itself in the form of a phone call (more on that later).


One of my favorite movie lines from the movie Bambi is, “If you can’t say anything nice then don’t say anything at all”.  It’s easy to speak without a thought or care.  Some of us girls have the gift of gab and if you are like me you are probably a verbal processor.  I feel and share with words.  I have close friends who help me to safely process thoughts.  


As moms we remember the first words of our children.  We teach our kids to use their words and speak up.  We speak prayers both audible and silent.  We sing praises with words.  We feel the striving conflict of back talk, gossip, hurtful words, and broken relationships. We bask in the warmth of affirming words, accomplishment, encouragement, and kindness.  We read words, hear words, feel words and our days are consumed with words from beginning to end.  We can each recall moments when words affected our hearts negatively or positively.  If we admit it, we have conversations with people that infiltrate our thought life without ever having their physical presence. 


Scripture describes the power of words by characterizing them as fire, snare, sharp, death or life. Words lift, heal, and strengthen or they can tear down, destroy, diminish or cause death in someone’s soul. 


Death and life are in the power of the tongue,
and those who love it will eat its fruit.
Proverbs 18:21 (CSB)


Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse.
Romans 12:14


In Matthew 5:43 - 47 and Luke 6:27-28 we are instructed to bless those who curse us.  That loving those who love us is what unbelievers do because it is easy.  Clearly, loving those who are easy to love presents no challenge to our faith but we must examine scripture more fully.  God does not ask us to flatter or be deceptive in our speech either.  I think the tension with blessing those who curse is rooted in the hurtful wounds they cause to our hearts.  Even David struggled to bless those who cursed him.  In fact, the Psalms are filled with prayers about David’s enemies.  He poured his heart out to God about the betrayals.  See Psalm 55:12-14 and Psalm 55:20-23.  You can see that the person who betrayed him spoke “smoothly but with war in his heart”.  I think God loves our honest words!  In the last verse we see how David places this person back into God’s hands by saying, “But I will trust you”.  


Back to the phone call.  During our Daniel fast, I had specifically asked God to clarify a relationship for me.  Two days after uttering that prayer, clarification came with this unexpected phone call.  It revealed new exposure to a person who is an enemy.  This person’s past behavior has been destructive toward me and my children. There was relief in the clear answer to prayer but then the gulp in my heart at the challenge it presented.  My prayers immediately shifted. 


How do I bless this person who has cursed me?  Really God?! I agreed to write about exchanging curses for blessings. I am able to hold my tongue but the deeper part of my heart struggles with how in the world do I bless this person? I am completely frozen.  There is the question.  How do I exchange cursing with blessing?  This is the test of my faith.  My prayers are just like David.  Don’t you see God what this person has done to me?  My heart continues to beg God for attention to this matter. I wish I could say blessings simply roll off my tongue for this person.  Instead, it is a prayer just like David’s and I trust them to God. In fact, the first verse that came to mind and my first prayer is that no weapon formed against me will prosper (Isaiah 54:17).  In some ways I am stuck there so how do I move forward?


I think blessing instead of cursing will require baby steps.  Just like a baby practices talking or walking I will have to take one step at a time.  


Here are my 4 steps/levels.  

  • Level 1:  Trust them to God.  Speak frustrations to Him. Then ask Him to teach us how to bless. Psalm 25:4-5  Psalm 31:1-2  Psalm 25:20-21

  • Level 2:  Take thoughts captive and make them obedient to Christ.  This could mean purposely stopping that thought process of ruminating.  God knows the battle in our mind and the battle we cannot see. 2 Corinthians 10:4-5  Psalm 19:14 Psalm 16:7-8 

  • Level 3:  Speak life.  This does not call us to speak life to them directly.  Maybe speak life about them.  Start by simply speaking God’s word about them.  It could be praying God’s will in their life.  For example:  Father, I pray they find their hope in you (Psalm 39:7).  I pray that God will fulfill his good purpose for (insert their name) Philippians 2:14.  In the same way I sometimes put my name into scripture or my child’s name I am putting their name into the scripture. I Peter 3:9 CSB says to “not pay back evil for evil or insult for insult but, on the contrary, give a blessing, since you were called for this, so that you may inherit a blessing.”

  • Level 4:  Let God speak. This level is one God would be divinely moving. In my life, a divine intervention is needed on my behalf with this individual.  I do not feel ready for a face to face encounter, yet.  God does ask us to be wise as serpents and gentle as doves.  Matthew 10:16-20 ends with this exact thought that our words become His, “because it isn’t you speaking, but the Spirit of your Father is speaking through you.”  I cannot describe how this happens but I have experienced this profound knowing what to say in a specific moment so much that I knew it was the Spirit speaking through me. Proverbs 25:11


I wish I could say I have written an article about something I mastered.  Instead, I am writing to prepare and learn.  There may be steps I cannot see and the remainder of Romans 12 also presents some practical ways to bless instead of curse.  The steps above are my baby steps to help me and I hope they help others learn to exchange curses for blessings.


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Happiness for Joy

The scent of lilacs, honeysuckle, and Eucalyptus. A cool breeze ruffling my hair while the sun warms my shoulders. The chuckle my husband lets out when I surprise him with a joke or dry comment. The cuddles and puppy kisses my dog gives in the mornings. All of these things bring happiness to my heart and mind. 

But that happiness is just as fleeting the next moment when something goes wrong. Along with the scents of flowers comes oppressive humidity, the warmth on my shoulders becomes a sunburn, or the puppy cuddles result in the dog running when he’s let out to do his business.  

Happiness itself means “the state of being happy (showing pleasure or contentment)”. Contentment is fleeting when it relies on outside forces such as the weather, family, jobs, or hobbies. 

But something even better than happiness is available to all of us: Joy. In John 15:9-11 Jesus said, 

“As the Father has loved me, so have I loved you. Now remain in my love. If you keep my commands, you will remain in my love, just as I have kept my Father’s commands and remain in his love. I have told you this so that my joy may be in you and that your joy may be complete.”

Joy is a feeling of great pleasure or happiness. While I am made happy by God’s creation I am even more happy knowing that Jesus is inside of me and sharing his love and joy. 

Last week we had a worship night at church and amongst all the struggles I was/am dealing with it was so nice to stop and just sing praises to God. I can feel peace and joy when I focus on my heavenly Father. I know that he is powerful, faithful, loving, and forgiving.

Where do you find your happiness? Do you find it comes and goes from moment to moment? If so it might be because you’ve put your happiness into things of this world instead of the consistent happiness that can be found in God.

Bethany Thomas is the Publicity Coordinator and a contributing writer for Shaken & Stirred. She is a daughter of God, a wife, and a dog mom. When not writing for the blog, you are most likely to find her reading a fantasy novel or crafting at her home in Sapulpa, OK.

Plan for Purpose // Mary Swafford

If you’ve read any of my blogs from the past, you already know that I became a Christian when I was around 8 years old at a Vacation Bible School program at my local church.  It was during this time, when I not only had a very real encounter with Christ for the first time, but also when He called me to missions.


The call to missions created a stirring in my heart that I didn’t understand.  I was already in ballet at the time.  I LOVED ballet.  I wanted nothing more than to be a professional ballet dancer for the American Ballet Company in New York.  I spent many years focused on this dream.  By the time I was 16, I was probably dancing 30 hours a week and the call to missions was a distant memory.  


This same summer, while I was at Falls Creek with my church’s youth group, my right ankle swelled up the size of a cantaloupe for no apparent reason.  I’m sure there must have been a great deal of pain involved as well, but I only remember the extreme swelling.  The swelling and presumed pain kept me from being able to dance when I returned home.  The details of the next year are foggy by now, but I know they were riddled with Dr’s appointments and tests and x-rays.  Cortisone shots and draining of fluid off of my ankle.  The more I was poked and prodded the more arthritis they found.  Both big toes, both ankles, both knees, both hips, my neck.  You see how this is going.  Eventually it was decided I had osteoarthritis (very uncommon in 16 year olds) and at one point I was even told that if I wanted to walk by the time I was 18 I had to quit ballet.


My world was shattered in an instant.  Everything I had planned for, trained for, dreamed of was over.  MY whole purpose in life had been to be a ballet dancer.  I didn’t know who I was without ballet.  I didn’t know how I was supposed to act or what I was supposed to do.  I didn’t even know how to hang out with friends because I had always been at the dance studio.  


I spent the next many years trying to fill a void in me that I thought could only be occupied by ballet.  I tried to find my identity and purpose in other things and other people.  Often drinking alcohol and going to parties.  But all of these only left me more empty.  More ashamed.  More broken.


One day, in the still quiet of my bedroom, I heard a whisper that was louder than a scream ask me, “What are you doing?” and in an instant God showed me exactly where my life was headed if I continued to seek purpose and fulfillment in the things of this world.  He told me, “I didn’t create you for this!”

You see, purpose isn’t found in a program, a plan, a curriculum or even a bunch of activities.  Purpose is a person.  The person of Jesus!  Purpose is a byproduct of a Jesus encounter.  You can’t separate purpose from His presence.  We can’t have purpose without His presence in our lives.  The good news is that He promises believers that we will always have His presence;


“And surely I am with you always, to the very end of the age.” 
Matthew 28:20


My problem wasn't that God had left me to suffer alone.  He was with me all along, but I wasn’t sitting in His presence.


When we seek Jesus, we will find Him AND His purpose for our lives.


“Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will hear you.  You will seek me and find me, when you seek me with all your heart.” 
Jeremiah 29:12-13


This is how we find our identity and purpose because the Lord reveals His plans for us when we are in His presence!  If you want to be who God is calling you to be, you must prioritize time with the Person, not the plan.  God wants His presence to be enough for you.  He wants to be your main desire.  When His presence becomes your pursuit, He will reveal His plan!!


A week ago, a good friend sent the following to me and I think it sums up perfectly what God’s plan is for my life:

My life is not about my ministry.

It's not about my calling or my accomplishments.

It's not about writing a book or about gaining followers.

No.

My life's purpose is to worship my Savior.

It is to walk with Him and learn from Him.

It is to know His heart.

My life is about drawing closer to Him and letting

the things of this world fall away.  My life is about living a life that is pleasing to Him.

My life is about dying to my own wants, desires

and plans and instead being filled with His Spirit

and transformed into His image.

My life isn't my own.

I have laid it down for Him.

I have placed it in His hands to do as He wants.

I want to be so full of the Living God that I then overflow onto other areas of my life.

Ministry is not my purpose but it is part of the overflow. Motherhood is not my purpose but it is part of the overflow. Writing is not my purpose but it is part of the overflow.

If I seek Him first then I will be successful at all these other things. I want to be so full of His presence that people feel Him when I am around.

I want to carry Him with me everywhere I go and in everything I do.

My purpose is to know Him.

To love Him.

To worship Him.

And then carry His Spirit in me for

others to know Him.

I don't ever want to get so caught up in how He will use me that I forget to get caught up in His presence first.

I want to be so caught up in His love that then He uses me how He sees fit.

All for His glory.

Forever and ever.


Mary Swafford is the founder of Shaken & Stirred, Meals that Matter, Coffee Talk, and a Co-Owner of Boulder Coffee in downtown Sand Springs. She is a wife, a mother of 3 beautiful children, but most importantly a daughter of the most high God. You are likely to find her chugging or serving coffee, sitting in a tattooist’s chair, or making friends out of strangers.

Worry for Peace

This is the season of exchange. We shed the year before and bask in the hope and possibilities of a brand new year. I personally, was very excited to turn the page on my physical planner to the fresh month of January and got a little thrill out of placing stickers and important dates in the clean, clear boxes. 


Not only do we exchange the 2022 calendar for 2023. We also take a look at goals we want to accomplish in the new year. I would like to lose weight and to be even more active in 2023. I want to exchange my couch in the living room for my kayak in the creek. I yearn to spend hours reading in my hammock and to write every chance I get.  


But what is the one thing I wish to exchange this year? Worry.

I want to exchange my worries for the peace that only God can bring.    


“Peace I leave with you; my peace I give to you. Not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your hearts be troubled, neither let them be afraid.”

John 14:27


Already, this year I feel like I have a lot to worry about. My car’s transmission went out and my husband’s car, which I’m now driving, has an alternator that is on the way out. I worry about the state of my house and the clutter that is piling up and because I’m so stressed I feel almost catatonic. 


Whew. But,



“The Lord is my strength and my shield; my heart trusts in him, and he helps me. My heart leaps for joy, and with my song I praise him. 

Psalm 28:7


If God is protecting, loving, and holding me up surly I can exchange my needless, worthless worry and have true peace. I can already see his hand on my life with the blessings that I’ve experienced. 


I’m going to list some of the blessings from the past 4 week,   


  1. God was with us, as he always was, when my car’s transmission went out. He was the one that prepared the way for us to not only get our car to an open dealership on December 23rd. But to have a rental car meant for us to continue our Christmas trip to my family.

  2. I have amazing in-laws who are generously lending us a vehicle so my husband can get to work. 

  3. Thanks to the wisdom I’ve learned from Financial Peace University (Dave Ramsey) we had money budgeted that could be used to purchase an alternator. 

  4. God blessed us with friends who were willing to drop what they were doing and help Charles and me replace the broken alternator. 


God is good! 


This morning I pray that you can dwell on what God is doing in the background and give up the stress of needing to work out everything for yourself.

Bethany Thomas is the Publicity Coordinator and a contributing writer for Shaken & Stirred. She is a daughter of God, a wife, and a dog mom. When not writing for the blog, you are most likely to find her reading a fantasy novel or crafting at her home in Sapulpa, OK.

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