Chosen? Me? Really? I Don’t Think So.

IMG_0236Guest, Miralee Ferrell, shares with us today.

For if you remain silent at this time, relief and deliverance for the Jews will arise from another place, but you and your father’s family will perish. And who knows but that you have come to royal position for such a time as this?  Esther 4: 14

Surely God didn’t put that scripture in the Bible because He thought it related to me. I’m sure we’ve all been hit with thoughts like this in the past.

How do you think Esther must have felt when her cousin Mordecai spoke those prophetic words to her? As the queen of Persia she might have been immune to the coming disaster being plotted by Haman, the enemy of the Jews living in that land. God gave her a challenge spoken by her closest kinsman—go before the king on behalf of her people, or refuse and die along with them.

As busy women being pulled a dozen different directions each day it’s probably hard for most of us to imagine God might choose us for anything important. After all, we’re not queens or even princesses, and we certainly aren’t in a position to save a kingdom or a race of people. No, but let’s ask ourselves, what or who is our kingdom, or our people? I think most of us would agree it’s our family. We, as moms and wives, have an amazing amount of influence. We can set the emotional tone for the day by how we choose to respond in everything we say and do from the moment our feet hit the floor in the morning until we fall asleep at night. We truly are called ‘for such a time as this’ within our own sphere and have a great responsibility before God to make wise choices.

Esther made the correct choice. She stepped out in faith trusting that God would go before her when she approached her husband, the king. She didn’t demand her own way, but rather used tact and wisdom, enabling the king to see the imminent danger to her people. As women, we can learn from Esther and the position she found herself in—we too can find favor in the eyes of those around us, if we choose to trust in God to lead us each step of the way. And we too can say with confidence that we’ve come to our royal position in God’s family for such a time as this.

Father God, strengthen our faith as we walk in Your ways. Help us to see that you’ve created us for such a time as this. We thank you for leading us each step of the way on this journey called life.

MiraleeColorMiralee Ferrell is a speaker, accredited counselor, and former ACFW chapter president who has published multiple contemporary and historical romance novels since starting to write in 2005. She enjoys horseback riding, gardening, and family gatherings around their eleven-acre property in Washington State’s beautiful Columbia River Gorge. Miralee has had eight books release, both in women’s contemporary fiction and historical fiction, with another 5 under contract. She’s an award-winning author of Western fiction, and her newest novel, Wishing on Buttercups releases February 1, and is the second in a series set in Baker City, Oregon, 1880s.

Interact with Miralee: Website:  www.miraleeferrell.com Facebook Author page:  www.facebook.com/miraleeferrell

Coming Feb. 1st, Wishing on Buttercups

Can Love Survive When Secrets Collide?

She’d kept her secrets safely hidden—those from her past, and those in the present. Some things, Beth Roberts knows, a lady simply doesn’t share, even in the 1880’s West. The townspeople would never understand. No one ever has.

Jeffery Tucker, a handsome young writer, has kept his own secrets. He doesn’t have a right to pry into Beth’s affairs but finds himself strangely drawn to her and intrigued by the whiff of mystery surrounding her.

Beth knows that one day someone will unravel the threads of her past. And when two men from her past arrive, the truth might just hurt . . . Beth’s future and her heart.

As shadowy memories surface, Beth sketches the scenes she sees and is shocked by what—and who—her illustrations reveal. Dare she risk her heart again?

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