Free Printable: 8 Scriptures for When You’re Needing Rest & Refreshment

8 Scripture Cards for When You're Needing Rest & Refreshment

Are you in need of some rest and refreshment? 


Yeah, me too.

And I’ve had the most delightful opportunity to enjoy just that . . . in the beautiful state of Montana.

It felt so funny packing my suitcase and heading to the airport while it was still dark early this morning. I can hardly remember the last time I flew on a plane, all by myself.

I think I was pregnant with our 7th child.

Who is now 10 year old – if that gives you any idea.

I wish I could invite every one of you to come along! Wouldn’t that be lovely?

Well, we can’t quite pull that off, but at least I can share some of the pictures over on Instagram, if you’re over there.

AND I promise to later pass on the things that God presses upon my heart this week-end as I get to visit my dear friend Christy (who often writes for us here!) and attend a writers’ retreat with some other Christian friends gathering there.

I’ve actually been thinking a lot about Rest and Refreshment lately and how important it is to us as women and as believers in Christ. I’m looking forward to encouraging you with some wonderful ways a woman can find that kind of renewal when I return next week!

Until then, let me share one of the very best ways – soaking in God’s Word and resting in Him. 

Scripture Cards for Rest and Refreshment Part 1
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8 Scripture Cards for Rest and Refreshment – Part 1

8 Scripture Cards for When You're Needing Rest & Refreshment Part 2
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8 Scripture Cards for Rest and Refreshment – Part 2

Many blessings to you, my friends!

Resting in Him.

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An Uncommon Love: If He Was the Last Man on Earth

An Uncommon Love - If He Was the Last Man on Earth

Chapter 1

If He Was the Last Man on Earth

He is tall, dark, and, believe me, handsome.

And that’s how it began.

With this very letter.

I read her description of him and knew—just knew.

He is tall, dark (little gray) and believe me handsome. He loves the Lord in such a beautiful way. He is full of life and you and he will hit it off immediately . . . I just know you will.

So there he was. The man I’d been waiting for, looking for, and hoping for and now the time had finally come.

I had found him.

Or, to be more accurate, she had found him.  And now he only needed to find me.

My kind friend from seminary days had written to tell me about her new boss.  He was perfect for me she said and I couldn’t help wanting it to be true.

Because I was 25.

Very single.

And very lonely.

Not that I was exactly miserable.  I was enjoying a pretty good life—worked at a great job, was involved in ministry down in Little Saigon, and lived with dear friends close to the sunny beaches of Southern California.

Hardly qualifies as suffering.

But my true heart’s desire? Was to find my soul-mate – wherever he might be – and marry. To raise a family and enjoy the rest of our days together.

A little happily-ever-after.

And here was a letter describing just the kind of guy I’d always imagined I’d marry. The kind of man I had asked God to bring me. The man I’d been praying for.

Just waiting for me up in Portland, Oregon.

An Uncommon Love - The letter that began it all

Always the Bridesmaid, Never the Bride

Now all we had to do is meet one another. 

My friend wondered if I was going to be coming up there any time soon? So I could meet her boss?

As a matter of fact, I was flying up in a few weeks’ time to be in a friend’s wedding.  A bridesmaid. For the 12th time.

Seriously.  Twelve times.

You know, Always the bridesmaid . . . never the bride?

That was me.

Practically a professional.  I’d considered including it on my resume: Expert, Experienced Bridesmaid (there’s such a demand for those).

An even dozen taffeta gowns hung all in a row in my closet.  In a beautiful  array of rainbow colors. With carefully dyed heels to match.  It was a little overwhelming.

But no white gowns.  No, not one.

So you see how it was.


Very lonely.

An Uncommon Love - Always the Bridesmaid but Never the Bride

The Blue-Eyed Man in the Suit

It was to be a lunch.

The plan was for me to show up at his office and go out from there. He worked for (what was then) Multnomah Publishing in Portland—a place I was familiar with and easy to find.  His administrative assistant – my friend –  had arranged for it all.

All I had to do was show up.

I took great care in preparing myself for this lunch. I’d like to say that this meant devoting myself to prayer, and maybe even fasting, but mostly what this meant is that I spent more time on my hair and make-up than usual.  Agonized over my outfit . Painted my nails. That kind of stuff.

I arrived on time (a miracle in itself) and waited outside his door for his assistant to notify him I’d arrived.


And waited.

Finally, Linda emerged from his office with this somewhat ashen look on her face. As if something terribly wrong had occurred. A natural disaster or some sort of tragedy.  Possibly a death in the family.

But before I got the chance to ask her what was up, he came out the door.


Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome.

He strode directly toward me, introduced himself, and shook my hand.

Shook my hand, people!

What in the world…?  I thought this was supposed to be a date, not a business meeting.

A handsome man in a dark suit.

But all I could see were his blue eyes. Why hadn’t she thought to mention those blue eyes??

Then….(you’re with me on this, aren’t you?) he glanced at his watch and mumbled something about how busy he was, how he had to rush to a meeting, how nice it had been to meet me, etc. etc.

And he was gone.

I stood there in my freshly-pressed blouse, carefully curled hair, manicured nails and lipstick to match and watched the back of his suit walk away.

It took a few sobering seconds for me to figure it out what had just happened . . .

Stood up.

That’s what had happened. I’d just been stood up by Mr. Blue Eyes himself.

And can you guess my response?

Cry? Scream? Laugh?

Nope. I got mad.

Icy. Cold. Anger.

Who did he think he was anyway? Did he actually think this was my idea?? That I was chasing him? That I was desperate?

I don’t think so, Buddy.

Rude, arrogant man.

And I decided right there that he really wasn’t quite so handsome after all.

No, definitely not my type.

Except for those eyes . . . .

An Uncommon Love - The Blue-Eyed Man in the Suit

The Matthew L. Jacobson Fan Club

I was ready to go home now.

I had somehow lost my appetite in that recent exchange and wanted nothing more than to go home, slip off my heels, and put my hair up in a ponytail, and be done with men.

Probably for the rest of my life.

But Linda wouldn’t have it (oh, my faithful friend!). She quickly organized a Plan B which apparently included lunch with her and the next best thing – the sister of Matthew L Jacobson.

I’ll never forget that lunch

It will go down in history as the most tortuous event in my lunching life.  You see, what I didn’t know then was that these two ladies were Matthew’s biggest fans. They spent the entire time going on . . . and on . . . and on about how great this guy was and how “lucky” the girl would be that caught him.

Absolutely nauseating.

I couldn’t wait for the whole ordeal to be over.  Oh, I smiled and nodded at all the appropriate moments, but if they only knew what I was really thinking . . . .

I was no fan of Matthew L. Jacobson.

More like his sworn enemy.

So I found myself back home in my comfy sweats at the end of that humiliating, ridiculous day. And when my girlfriend called later to find out how my lunch date went?  My answer was in no way unclear.

“If he was the last man on earth, I wouldn’t go out with him.”

And that was the end of that.

To be continued next week . . . .

An Uncommon Love - A True Life Love Story by Matthew and Lisa Jacobson

*Yes, you’re right, there must be more to the story.  Next week Matthew will pick up and tell it from his side. (But just don’t let him persuade you that he wasn’t rude, even if he’s convinced that he had a reasonable explanation ;)

An Uncommon Love - A Romantic GIveaway for Two

A Romantic Giveaway for Two

Now to celebrate An Uncommon Love, Matthew and I want to offer you a chance to win this Romantic Giveaway for Two.  It’s full of all kinds of goodies – from Smoked Salmon (from the Pacific Northwest, of course!) to lovely glass goblets to Moonstruck chocolates (Mmm….my favorite).

Also, we’re including a copy of each of our books: 100 Ways to Love Your Husband by me and 100 Ways to Love Your Wife by him.

How romantic is that! 

Enter to win the Romantic Giveaway for Two HERE!

In His grace,
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My 5 Best Tips to Help You Out in Homemaking

My Best 5 Tips to Help You Out in Homemaking

She told me that she remembers it well.

My friend – more like my mom’s friend –  said she can still picture me as a young girl walking around with my duster in one hand . . . and my nose buried in a book in my other. Dusting the bookshelves without ever glancing up from my own reading.

My idea of “doing my chores.”

This explains a lot of things really.

Like how I spent most of my childhood with my head in the clouds.

Like how I never did pay much attention to housework (just as my mom always suspected).

And why I was clueless about homemaking when I first got married.

Not the end of the world, I suppose.

Except that once the honeymoon was over,  I woke up and looked around our small, 2-bedroom apartment and suddenly realized




about keeping house.

Or at least next to nothing.

Let’s put it this way: the learning curve was fairly high.

You’re probably much farther along that I was when I began running our home. But in case you’re in a place where you’re looking for a few helpful homemaking hints, or maybe could use a refresher course?  I’m offering my 5 best tips today.

My 5 Best Tips to Help You Out in Homemaking

1.    Practice.

Practice might not make perfect, but it should improve things over time. If you’re not efficient at cleaning the bathroom? Practice. If you’re struggling with laundry? Practice. (And maybe read this: How to Change Laundry into the Chore You Love).

Like any other skill – yes, I used the word skill –  do it every day (or often) until you get really good at it.

2.    Work on one area.

Or at least one area at a time. The biggest complaint I hear is about being overwhelmed. But you don’t have to be up on everything all the time! I’m sure not.  I’m telling ya, it’s a juggling act. Just when I get the bathrooms shipshape, I realize the laundry room is overflowing. Then the fridge gets green and scary. And so on and so forth. One step at a time. One area at a time. Rinse and repeat.

3.     Give yourself grace.

In challenging seasons. Pregnancy, new baby, illness, job loss, or maybe moving to a new house? These are BIG and you shouldn’t be too hard on yourself when walking through it. During such times, slip into survival mode and try to concentrate on the bare basics – the other stuff will get done when we’re in a different season. You’ve got enough on your hands without heaping further guilt on yourself.

4.     Remember Who you are serving.

If I think of all this work as only for my sake (or my pride), or even for my family’s sake, then it can be downright discouraging.  But when I remember that  I am doing this as service to God—and Him only? Changes things quite a bit. (More here: 5 Good Reasons Why Cleaning Actually Matters)

Whatever you do, work heartily, as for the Lord and not for men (or family, friends, or neighbors). ~ Col. 3:23

Then ask the Lord to put a song in your heart and strength in your hands and go to it!

5.     Study the craft.

So I admitted how inept I was at keeping house when I began.  Wondering how I eventually learned the skill of homemaking?

I studied.

Yeah, I’m serious.

You wouldn’t believe all the books  and articles I read on the subject!  I was determined to master this stuff.  And after a time, I even began to get excited about what I was learning.  At the end of the day, I’d share with my husband all kinds of thrilling bits of information:

  • Baking soda gets the smell out of stinky spots.
  • Clean the dirtiest areas of the bathroom first and then work your way up the mirrors last.
  • Run a lemon through the garbage disposal to freshen the sink.

He was on the edge of his seat, I’m sure. :)

The main thing was that I was learning things that made my homemaking easier and more efficient. I no longer felt quite so helpless and overwhelmed.

Which brings me to the next thing I wanted to share with you . . . .

Homemaking from Scratch Conference 2014

Homemaking From Scratch Online Conference
I found out just last week about this Homemaking from Scratch Conference and it looks amazing!

These 12 terrific bloggers and authors (I can say that because I know a number of them!) have gathered together for a conference filled with Biblical advice, wisdom, tips, and resources on topics covering homemaking routines, motherhood, natural cleaning and more.

The conference is “live” from October 7-9th, but the beauty of it (if you’re anything like me) is that you can listen to it anytime you like, at your own pace. You can stop, pause it, and come back later – whenever it is convenient to you.  Whew.

Now I’m passing this on to you in case you’ve been wanting to improve your knowledge and skills in homemaking. It’s just the kind of thing I could have used when I first got married. Could still use . . .

So you know I’ll be signing up!

You can find more details here: Homemaking From Scratch.

Happy homemaking! 

Now back to reading my book . . . some things will never change ;)

*Just for fun: Share one or more of your favorite homemaking tips! Like how to clean burnt milk off the stove – stuff like that! (I’m all ears) 

In His grace,

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*Additional note: If you’re not in a place right now to do something like this – whether financially or just plain headspace – then that’s okay too. I only want to share things that will bless you—not as “one more thing” to add to your already full plate.

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An Uncommon Love: How We Met and Decided to Marry In 6 Days

An Uncommon Love - How We Met and Decided to Marry in Six Days

His suggestion came as quite a surprise.

But I didn’t really know what to expect.

We were back east visiting our son who was attending a college there.

It was his first year and our first visit.

Our first son.

A number of firsts.

I’m not saying I was nervous – just that I didn’t know what it would be like.  Wasn’t sure what he would think of us now  . . . or what his friends would make of us.  Wasn’t sure how it would all go.

He’d already been at the college for a couple of months, but for me it felt as though the first day of school.

So that’s why his proposed idea came as something of a surprise.

How about if you and dad tell how the two of you met? You know, shared your love story with my friends?

Our son went on to explain that he’d sent out an email to a bunch of his friends around campus inviting them to join us at the lunch table in the cafeteria.

He was gathering his group together because he hoped his parents would tell how they first met.

“Really…? Do you really think they’ll want to hear it?”

Oh, yeah, Mom.  Everyone loves a good love story. 

And I suppose they do.

But I never imagined sharing ours with our college-aged son and his buddies.

That was a surprise.

Our Love Story - How We Met and Decided to Marry in Six Days

*Our son (far right) and some of his friends from college

An Uncommon Love: How We Met and Decided to Marry in Six Days

Matthew and I have shared our story many times over the years. 

Late into the evening with old friends. Over a cup of coffee with new friends.  At a Valentine’s Banquet. With singles who needed encouragement. With couples who could use a good laugh. And with our son’s college friends across the country.

We always tell our story together—him and me.

I think it’s mostly because he doesn’t really tell it right. He gets people to take his side in the story, but that’s just not fair. So I have to get my word in there too (and I’m already counting on you to take my part in this, okay?). I wouldn’t want you to get the wrong impression!

Maybe it’s not all that unusual of a story.

Single girl meets single guy.

Starts with a letter.

Ends with a kiss.

Just another love story.

Except maybe for the part where we decided to marry six days after we met.

And that we’ve been loving each other ever since.

Maybe that’s not quite so typical.


An Uncommon Love - A True Life Love Story by Matthew and Lisa Jacobson

NEW Series beginning next week: An Uncommon Love

An Uncommon Love.

Yeah, that’s what he called it. And I always liked the way that sounded.  So that’s what I’ve called it too.

And that’s the story we’re going to be sharing over the next few weeks.  Him and me.

About how we knew we wanted to get married only six days after our first date.

And how before that, I declared that I wouldn’t go out with him “If he was the last man on earth”. Yet somehow ended up in his arms in the end.

It’s a  story about an ordinary guy and an ordinary girl.  A story about falling in love.

About insecurities, miscommunications, self-doubts, wonder and a kiss.

Two people looking for love and waiting on God.

In true life.

An Uncommon Love - Matthew and Lisa Jacobson

An Uncommon Love: A True-Life Love Story by Matthew and Lisa Jacobson.

Starting next week, we’ll both be telling our story. But he said I could go first . . .

Chapter One: If He Was the Last Man On Earth

Doesn’t sound like it has a very promising beginning, does it? Don’t worry. It gets better.

I’ll tell you all about it . . .!

*Please share this with any friends or family who might enjoy this story too!

**And now for fun –  how did you and your husband meet? Where were you when you first saw each other? Do tell….!

In His grace,
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