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Hidden Ah-Ha’s: It’s not a Vocabulary Issue

Welcome to 7 Days Time.

Today, we will be talking about vomit.

Whoa, whoa, whoa! WAIT! Don’t leave. We aren’t talking about THAT kind of well, ya know… (Sheesh, give me some credit, man. Gross.)

I’m talking about WORD vomit. You know, that flow of words that just seems to bubble up out of the depths of your being and spew everywhere before you can say, “I think I’m going to be sick.”

Something that I am (unfortunately) pretty familiar with. SIGH.

For me, gross word yakking situations happen when I let my circumstances dictate my attitude.

And when my heart isn’t in the right place.

Which brings us to today’s Hidden Ah-Ha Bible Verse…

“A good man brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart, and an evil man brings evil things out of the evil stored up in his heart.
For the mouth speaks what the heart is full of.
~Luke 6:45

I’ve always heard “What goes down in the well comes up in the bucket.” And this Scripture backs that statement up.

Because this “word-vomit” problem isn’t a vocabulary issue… it’s a heart issue.

Oftentimes, when we are saying words that are not helpful, encouraging or loving, it is an indication that our heart isn’t quite right. Maybe we skipped Quiet Time that morning. Or are harboring unrepented sin. Or Satan has wedged his slimy self into our attitude.

Whatever the reason, it’s not ok. And something needs to be done.

Because the mouth speaks what our heart is full of.

If our heart is full of gratitude, love, joy, peace, that is what we will speak. If it is overflowing with anger, bitterness, impatience… well, you get my drift.

Now, don’t beat yourself up for this. God isn’t calling us to be perfect… because let’s be honest, that ain’t gonna happen. (As much as I would like to convince myself otherwise.) BUT when we are self-aware and realize what we are saying, we can be proactive to fill our hearts with good God-things.

The truth is that the more God we have in our heart, the less room we have for the gunk.

And then the words we speak breathe life into those around us. Which puts more God in their heart, removes a little gunk… and the cycle grows in a positive direction.

Think about the last 24 hours… what kind of words have you spoken to your spouse? Your kids? Your co-workers? Your neighbor? Yourself??

Were they God-honoring, fruit-of-the-spirit-filled words of love? Or were they judgmental, harsh, or snippy?

If I’m being completely honest with myself (which I always try to do here at 7 Days Time) I would have to say my words in the last 24 hours were a combo of the two categories. Sigh.

So I leave you with this prayer…

“Father, cleanse my heart. Remove all of the junk and fill it with you. Help me to be slow to speak, quick to listen and slow to anger. Equip me to recognize when my words aren’t YOUR words. I pray, Lord, that just as Christ gave His life for us, that my words would be life-giving and hope-filled. In your precious name, AMEN.” 

If this is something you struggle with, please feel free to copy/paste/print it out and pray it daily until your words are words that Christ would be pleased to hear you speak.

And be encouraged, friends… we have taken the first step. We recognize that the mouth speaks what the heart is full of…

We know it’s not a vocabulary issue. It’s a heart issue.

An issue that Christ is ready to help us resolve.

Speaking His Truth,

“Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it.” ~Proverbs 4:23 NIV

Luke 645 Heart Mouth

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Our Heart and Macaroni Art (In case you forgot…)

On a scale of one to ten… where is your heart with God today? I ran across the post below as I was walking down bloggy memory lane– I remember a brief season when I was disconnected to Him– and how He brought me back around. 

If you find yourself in the same boat (or anywhere near the boat… on the shore, in the lighthouse, whatever) check out this reminder post below… and grab ahold of the love God is offering to you! Oh, and as usual– feel free to comment. 🙂 

Loving Him,


I saw him from a distance. My heart started to pound. I smoothed my hair and gave myself a mental brownie point for wearing my favorite shirt. I considered moving closer to him… but he turned and started walking toward me. My breathing sped up. He was coming. He was beautiful. And I knew I belonged to him.

Pretty romantic huh? Probably sounds like every chick flick ever produced. But I am not talking about anyone tall, dark and handsome (or blonde with blue eyes in my case.) I am talking about God. Our Father. The One.

Perhaps I should back up a little bit. God (obviously) loves us and woos us. Last week, I had a dream where God told me to fall back in love with Him. A few days later, I awoke in a panic, realizing that I hadn’t had my official CRAVE time (quiet meditation) with Him at church in over a month (maybe even two!) I had been doing my daily Bible study during our leave holiday vacation, but my heart wasn’t really focused. My mind was all over the place, and I bet if you pick a page on my journal from the last two weeks, it would be pointless gibberish.

So I needed to fall back in love with God and CRAVE Him. I was still working on my 1000 gift list, but He told me it wasn’t enough. I prayed about it for the next few days and when we arrived back in Georgia, one of our first things to do (after unloading the car and sleeping) was to head to church. Confession: I was tired. Really didn’t want to go.

But I am sure glad I did.

I arrived at CCC and was blown away. The worship song line up was incredible. (Good thing they didn’t play Amazing Grace, or I would have been sobbing face down in the aisle.) I felt myself falling… back in love with God. Then the message sealed the deal. Why? Because for the first time in my experience at Christ Community during Sunday worship, we actually had a mini CRAVE time.

I realized that God wasn’t asking me to do anything but receive His love. That in itself allowed me to fall back in love with Him. He met me there and swept me off my feet. Again. But we have to be attentive to Him and show Him that we care. All of the things we DO for our amazing God like prayer, petitioning, quiet time, worship etc seem so small compared to the beauty and glory that is our Bridegroom Jesus.

But God is our father. And He adores our acts of love, as small as they might seem in our eyes. We are like the child, coming home from school and giving Dad a picture with dried out noodles glued on it. Our small actions are simply love in the form of macaroni art. He doesn’t throw it out. He appreciates it and puts it on the fridge.

How are you going to fall deeper in love with God? What kind of macaroni art are you going to make for Him today?

Receive Him. Fall deeply in love with Him. Give Him your heart and some “macaroni art.”

So in love,

“Get up, my dear friend, fair and beautiful lover—come to me!” Song of Solomon 2:10 (MSG)

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More Than a Valentine (Five Minute Friday)

Five Minute FridayGreetings all!

It’s that time again– yeppers, it’s Five Minute Friday time. At the end of each “work week,” I link-up with Lisa-Jo Baker for this writing exercise of glory. She gives us a prompt. We write for five minutes. Without over thinking. Simply free and uninhibited.

I never know what is going to happen. (But these precious words from God rarely disappoint!)

So let’s get started and see what Jesus has to say via my fingertips today…

PROMPT: Beloved

Andddd GO! 


Yesterday was Valentine’s Day. (For those of you out there who might have forgotten or inadvertently blocked that fact from your mind, I will give you a few moments to panic and go order something for your sweetheart via Amazon.)

Ok. Back with me? Great.

Anywho, yesterday was Valentine’s Day– the day that many married/inarelationship women dream about, the day that married/inarelationship men sigh exasperatedly about and the day that many singles dread.

Good times.

My darling husband and I don’t really celebrate/recognize Valentine’s Day. He says it’s too commercialized… and I have to say I somewhat agree. Plus, being an army family, we (ok I) have trained myself not to get too hung up on the “dates” of the year that we are “supposed” to be romantic considering yesterday was the first time in our entire relationship we were actually in the same zip code for Vday. But I digress.

Speaking of romance, my husband and I have nicknames for each other. (No, not pooky and schnookums.) He calls me “Lover” and I call him “Beloved.” (Yes, taken from Song of Solomon.) It’s a special bond we share.

But even more special than our sweet nicknames that we share with each other is the love-filled, never-ending name that God calls us. AND what He calls YOU.

He calls us Beloved. With a capital B. (Because we are THAT special to Him!)

God calls us Beloved because He cares of us. He shaped and formed us. He has plans for us. He adores us. He is patient with us when we mess up. He pursues us. He protects us. He provides for us.

He calls us Beloved because we are His. He loves us. All we have to do to fully experience this is accept His invitation.

Have you taken any time lately to reflect on how much God REALLY loves you? It’s true. You are His Beloved. He wants you to Be His from here to eternity. His love isn’t glued to a single date on the calendar in February. He offers it to you daily. It doesn’t wilt like flowers to tarnish like jewelry or run out like chocolates.

His love for His Beloved (ahem, YOU) is eternal. He gave His Son for you. Me.  ALL OF US.

Because when it comes to God’s love… You are worth more than any Valentine.

You. Are. BELOVED.



Thoughts? Feedback? How does God show that He loves you each day? Have you responded to His invitation to Be His forever? I would love to hear from each of you Beloved Children of God… Leave a comment below if you feel so moved 🙂

Blessed to Be Beloved,

“Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders.” ~Deuteronomy 33:12

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A Moment of Blog Silence

Today at 7 Days Time, there will be no new information or profound revelations. No witty or snarky comments. No creative analogies.

Today, there is a moment of blog silence.

On Friday, over two dozen people (including 20 children) were gunned down and killed in the Connecticut elementary school shooting. Soon after discovering this heartbreaking news, I was informed that one of our dear Kansas Agricultural Education teachers, Ms. Kendra Linnebur, had suddenly passed away from a form of meningitis. She was 32.

As I read the updates on both of these tragic events, I sobbed over Facebook. I sobbed in the shower. And now, while the tears have slowed briefly, I continue to mourn and weep upon the writing of this post.

Today, we pray… And sit in silence.

Father God… we come to you with broken hearts. With each tragic event in our world, it is hard not to become hardened and calloused to the events around us. So we thank you that our hearts are still tender and we feel this pain. Lord, we lift up the families and victims involved with the Connecticut shooting. We acknowledge that while these events are unfathomable and unexplainable to our human hearts, you were there, in the classrooms, every single moment. Thank you for your continual presence. 

Oh Jesus, we ask you to come– come into our hearts and lives deeper still. Your word says that you are the God of All Comfort– well God, we need that now. Please be with the friends and family of Ms. Linnebur… I pray she is dancing on the streets of heaven with those little boys and girls from Connecticut. 

God, we know we live in a fallen world– but I pray we can take heart that while this world is fallen, your Son has Risen. We have a hope. A future. In you. Come to us today, Jesus. Our nation, our lives, our families and our hearts need you more than ever.


Dear friends… Please let me know how I can pray for you today. Or, if you would like to leave a Scripture, tribute or prayer for the victims in Connecticut or for Ms. Linnebur, feel free to share your heart below in the comments section.

Seeking Comfort In Him,

“As a mother comforts her child, so will I comfort you; and you will be comforted over Jerusalem.” ~Isaiah 66:13

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It Is Well… With My Soul

Sometimes, I pray while I exercise. And no, I am not talking about praying like “Please Lord Jesus, help me to finish this last half mile running strong, without throwing up or tripping on my own feet.” (Although I do frequently pray  something similar.)

In this particular case, I mean praying for others. Specifically those of you on my iPad Prayer List app. Now before you think I am trying to cut corners and multi-task, please know that 1) I still have my quiet time with Jesus in addition to my exercise prayer time 2) I never read/pray while on the treadmill, only the stationary bike and/or elliptical should I risk breaking my face and 3) For some unknown reason, I can concentrate and focus exceptionally well during a challenging workout, just as  good if not better than when I am sitting in my chair in my living room.

Yesterday was one of those occasions that I decided to pray for the numerous folks on my prayer list while burning calories. As I started hopping around on the elliptical and opened up my iPad, I was suddenly overwhelmed with all of the new prayer requests that were laid on my heart in the last 12 hours.

My mind flashed to the news article about some of my friends/schoolmates at K-State that were in a car accident over the weekend which resulted in fatalities. I remembered the Facebook status of a family from back home that were grieving the loss of their 15-year-old cousin from a hunting accident. Monday was the two month anniversary of my miscarriage. And finally, yesterday I had to say “See you later” to my beloved Mama as I dropped her off at the airport after what seemed as too-short of a visit.

Ever have one of those days when your heart and soul just feel heavy? Yeah. That was the feeling. Right as I was debating on quitting my workout mid-gait and running to the car to burst into tears, the acoustic version of “It is Well with My Soul” came through on my iPod.

Immediately, peace flowed through my heart. God whispered “I am bigger than all of these things, my beloved child. Rely on me… and it shall be well with your soul.”

That beautiful song, a song full of God’s love and promise, echoed in my mind for the rest of the day. With each tear that fell,  I was comforted. Strengthened. Hopeful. Prayerful.

Is your heart heavy today? Are you in the midst of a trial or a life season that seems more powerful than an ocean wave? Please leave a comment below  or send an email to sharita{dot}knobloch{at}gmail{dot}com so I can pray for you.

In the meantime… Know that God is greater than ANYTHING you are going through. Sit back, take a deep breath, press play on the following video. Listen, feel, live the lyrics and melody. Say to yourself “I love you Jesus. And because of that love, it is well… with my soul.”

Soulfully living well,

“Peace I leave with you, my peace I give unto you: not as the world giveth, give I unto you. Let not your heart be
troubled, neither let it be afraid.”
 ~John 14:27

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Faith to Forgive

“YOUNG LADY! You march over here RIGHT NOW and tell your sister you are sorry.” 

Shuffle…shuffle…stomp. SIGH. 


“Oh no, that’s not good enough. SAY IT LIKE YOU MEAN IT!”

Sigh. (Again.) FINE. 

“I’m sorry.” 

How is that two little words can be so difficult to say?

If you are a living, breathing human (which I am gonna go out on a limb here and assume that is a pretty legit possibility unless you have a super talented and technology loving pet) chances are you have been on both the giving and receiving end of an apology.

Sometimes, accepting those two little words of “I’m sorry” as the hurt party might be harder than the one who is doing the apologizing.

Yesterday, we talked about heart blockages that separate us from God. (Read the complete post here.) Carrying around the burden of unforgiveness can be heavy. Like, really heavy.

forgiven by soot+chalk
forgiven, a photo by soot+chalk on Flickr.

He forgave… So can you.

Forgiving others takes  A LOT of humility and faith. I don’t know about you, but I tend to be a pretty stubborn little heifer sometimes. Letting go and letting God take care of my hurts really requires me to fully surrender to Him.

But… while forgiving others can be more difficult than driving past a frozen yogurt shop without stopping to get a snack, it is a command. God forgives us waaaayyy more than we deserve. (Remember The Cross?) Thus we are to do the same to others.

There are numerous stories in the Bible that talk about forgiveness. Remember the parable about the unmerciful servant in Matthew 18:23-35?  Check out The Message Version of the story…

 “The kingdom of God is like a king who decided to square accounts with his servants. As he got under way, one servant was brought before him who had run up a debt of a hundred thousand dollars. He couldn’t pay up, so the king ordered the man, along with his wife, children, and goods, to be auctioned off at the slave market.

 “The poor wretch threw himself at the king’s feet and begged, ‘Give me a chance and I’ll pay it all back.’ Touched by his plea, the king let him off, erasing the debt.

 “The servant was no sooner out of the room when he came upon one of his fellow servants who owed him ten dollars. He seized him by the throat and demanded, ‘Pay up. Now!’

 “The poor wretch threw himself down and begged, ‘Give me a chance and I’ll pay it all back.’ But he wouldn’t do it. He had him arrested and put in jail until the debt was paid. When the other servants saw this going on, they were outraged and brought a detailed report to the king.

 “The king summoned the man and said, ‘You evil servant! I forgave your entire debt when you begged me for mercy. Shouldn’t you be compelled to be merciful to your fellow servant who asked for mercy?’ The king was furious and put the screws to the man until he paid back his entire debt. And that’s exactly what my Father in heaven is going to do to each one of you who doesn’t forgive unconditionally anyone who asks for mercy.”

Oh snap. Jesus told this story to Peter to illustrate the importance of forgiveness. Right before this parable, our dear friend (and slight blabbermouth) Peter asks Jesus how many times he should forgive someone for an offense. Then, before Jesus can respond, Peter answers his own question. “Is seven times enough, Jesus?” (Peter might be trying to show off his stellar knowledge here.)

But Jesus really schools him. “Seven TIME Seventy.” Now, 490 is not the magic number of forgiveness. (Let’s be honest. We probably have people in our lives that we have to forgive MORE than that.) But it is an illustration. We should infinitely forgive others, knowing that God is the judge– not us.

Today I challenge you to take a look at  your heart. Is there anyone that you haven’t forgiven? It doesn’t matter how big or small the offense. It doesn’t matter if they have apologized or not. (That can be the hardest part!)  Give it to God. Turn it over to Him. Forgive the one(s) that hurt you. Pray about it. And God will give you the faith to forgive.

Thankful to be forgiven by faith,

“…You can’t get forgiveness from God, for instance, without also forgiving others.” –Matthew 6:14 (MSG) 

How has forgiving someone blessed your life? What did you experience after you forgave someone? I would love to hear all about it– please comment here.

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Unblock Your Heart

I will never forget that phone call. It was March, my senior year of high school. I was “supposed” to be in English class, but of course was spending my time ever-so-wisely in the library. The secretary tracked down my location and transferred the call to the library. It was announced: “Sharita… You have a phone call.”

The chorus of “Oooooooo, I wonder if she’s in trouble?” echoed in the room from my schoolmates as I rolled my eyes and made my way over to the phone.


“Sharita.” My mom’s voice sounded… weird. “Um, your Daddy is sick.”

“What kind of sick?” I wondered why Dad having a stomach ache would warrant a phone called to school.

“I think he’s having a heart attack.”

BOOM. There it was. He was 45 years old. I was a senior. My sister a junior. And little brother just started kindergarten that year. How could my Dad be having a heart attack? Just 45 days before, he had been to the cardiologist for insurance check-up stuff… and they gave him a clean bill of health.

 I didn’t really understand the severity of his heart attack until they decided to LifeFlight him to the Kansas Heart Hospital in Wichita. The events over the next several hours could easily fill up a week’s worth of blog posts. I will never forget the details.

Turns out, an artery in his heart was 98% blocked. By the time Mom, my two siblings and I got rounded up and arrived in Wichita, he was already out of surgery from receiving a stint and resting in the ICU.

Scariest few hours of our lives. All I could think about was the fact that we might lose him that day. Not fair. Where did that blockage come from? They said he was HEALTHY less than two months ago.  He was supposed to see me graduate high school and college, walk me down the aisle at my wedding and give me away, hold his grandbaby in his arms.

All of that was threatened to be taken from us from a tiny blockage in his heart.

When was the last time you had a heart check-up from God?

I am happy to report that over 8 years have passed and Dad is still kicking. (Thank you, Jesus!) As I reflected on this event, I couldn’t help but think how our OWN heart blockages can threaten to take our lives…

I am not talking about the heart blockages from plaque and build up. I am talking about the “heart junk” that keeps us from being in an intimate relationship with Christ. If our heart is blocked, it becomes hard… we start to die from the inside out. We grow farther and farther from Christ.

All the while, we could convince ourselves that we have a “clean bill of health” from the outside. We are “doing” all the right things– going to church, half-heartedly praying, giving to the poor– but inside, we are slowly dying. Our heart for Christ is blocked. Clogged. Slowing down. Ceasing to beat.

Our blockages can come in many forms. Unconfessed sin. Unforgiveness. Desire to control our lives. Inability to trust God. Worry. Anxiety. Depression. Unhealed hurt from others.

Fortunately for us, God is the most talented cardiologist that ever existed. He doesn’t require medication, LifeFlight helicopters, or surgery. We must simply RECEIVE His grace and mercy into our hearts. If we share with Him openly our hurts, sins and grudges, He is the one who can heal them. Clean them out. Immediately.

Ask God if you are living your “clean bill of health” from the inside out or if you have some blocked areas of your heart. Ask Him to reveal any “blocked areas” to you and then help you to clean them out… He is The One who can make your heart beat, healthily, wildly and passionately. For Him.

Today, let’s allow Jesus to unblock our hearts so we can Live for Him.

Lovin’ His Lub-Dubbing,

“…Let us draw near to God with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having ourhearts sprinkled to cleanse us from a guilty conscience and having our bodies washed with pure water.” –Hebrews 10:22

How is your heart beating today? Is it healthy? Has God helped to unblock your heart? In what ways? I would love to hear about it. Comment here.

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In the Bottom of Your Sink

Who would you say that your everyday hero is?

Perhaps it is your spouse? A parent? A child? A mentor? Maybe it’s the law enforcement officers or firefighters or soldiers (or maybe if you are lucky like me, it is your soldier spouse…)

In addition to those awesome hero’s listed above, my hero is any person who had the courage to clean out the drain in the bottom of the kitchen sink.

What's at the bottom of YOUR sink?

Bet you didn’t think I was gonna go that direction, did you?

Seriously– cleaning out the bottom of the sink after doing dishes is probably the most gross, nasty thing in my world. ICK! But before you think I am prissy sheltered girl, I am not squeamish. I grew up on a farm. I have actually paid to take a class to learn how to artificially inseminate a cow (a pretty invasive experience, just FYI. Oh, and is that TMI? Hope you haven’t eaten lately.) I have cut, pushed, pulled, sliced, diced, dug, and dissected a variety of not-so-pleasant things. I can face almost anything dealing with blood, poo, people or animals.

But the bottom of the kitchen sink still makes me shudder.

You know what I am talking about… After you do the dishes or load the dishwasher, there is a just a bit of water left in the sink. You gather the courage to plunge in there and pull the drain, but the left over food chunks clog up the drainage hole.  To finish the mission, somebody has to plunge their hand down there and fish out the wilted pieces of lettuce, the partially disintegrated peppers and the waterlogged ground beef.

Things that make ya go BLUH!!!

I do this nasty deed, but I am never, ever excited about it. So to all of who you accomplish this task without a second thought, I salute you.

And this also makes me thankful that our God isn’t squeamish– because I’m willing to bet many of us have little pieces of wilted bottom-of-the-sink-gunk deposits in our heart.

We are all sinners, myself included. I would love to say I have a pure heart, but that’s a lie and poof, there’s another sink-gunk heart sin. From every judgmental thought, every worry, doubt, lie, unkind word, ignored person in need, and sin in general, we have that gross heart junk just sitting somewhere in our hearts.

But God isn’t squeamish. He isn’t afraid of digging in there and helping us clean that out. He loves us so much that He doesn’t give a second thought to our bottom-of-the-sink heart bluck. All we have to do is ask Him to reach in and remove the gunk.

And just like the water drains freely after the sink-gunk is removed, so is the same for heart love and purity. Once we repent and ask our Father to clean out our bottom-of-the-sink heart, WHOOSH! The feeling of free-flowing love returns.

So think about it– what do you have at the bottom of your heart sink? It the freedom of His love flowing freely? Or is it all clogged up with gunk that makes you squirm?

God is waiting and ready, bravely and anxiously poised to reach into your heart daily and give you a newly, free-flowing, refreshed feeling of love and hope. He isn’t afraid– no matter WHAT you have in the bottom of your sink.

From gunked to grateful,


“Whenever someone has a ready heart for this, the insights and understandings flow freely.” Matthew 13:12 (MSG) 

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