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About lewis3sunz

I am a blessed woman. Wife, daughter, mother of 3sunz, sister, author of 'Spirit Move Me: Memos to you that sway with the Holy Spirit', Jesus loving Oklahoma girl, I love exploring truth, early morning is my favorite time of day, teacher/trainer, lover of books and news and fascinated with butterflies, extreme right brained pondering creature; enjoy helping others find meaning, tap into their own inspiration and intuition to work more effectively, and overcome struggles and the rising and falling of life in the everyday grind and in small business/micro business worlds. Blessed with the crazy notion, the wild-eyed foolishness, and the madcap belief in the simple idea that I might help one to make a decision that makes a difference in the world . . . as stated by Ralph Waldo Emerson’s famous quote…“To know one life breathed easier because you lived, this is to have succeeded.” I get to use my small business background as a former owner of a Flower Shop and Hallmark Store and former co-owner of Disability Specialists, LLC, to help folks build dreams. I hold a M.Ed with emphasis on Adult Training and Education. I’d love to get my Doctorate in Educational Leadership . . . someday. My work centers on the belief that inside each of us lives a mesmerizing soul waiting to be revealed. Every day we can choose to trust the magic of our calling and take those unconventional moves to unlock an enchanted journey. I serve as Business and Industry Director and Business Development Services Coordinator at Canadian Valley Technology Center in Chickasha, Oklahoma.

December 1, 2020 anticipation


Good morning, DearHeart.

It is December. I’m caught between ‘where did the year go’ and ‘2021 can’t get here soon enough’ and ‘let’s give 2020 the boot’.

In my head I hear Dale’s voice of reason “be careful what you ask for, Ang. It can always be worse.”

So, in the waiting for the new year, we get to experience anticipation. Do you remember Simeon?

He’s an interesting person in the story of Christmas. We don’t know much about him. Maybe he was a priest although this is not clearly to us. We are told, however, two things about him:

1. He was righteous and devout and eagerly waiting for the Messiah to come and rescue Israel” (Luke 2:25b, NLT), and

2. That day the Spirit led him to the Temple” (Luke 2:27a, NLT).

That day. It was the day Mary and Joseph came to present the baby Jesus to the Lord as the Law required all parents to do.

And, Simeon just happened to be present. It was an ordinary day much like all of our days. People going about their business, and putting out fires, and keeping an eye on the sheep, and drawing water to wash the dishes later. A day like any other.

There were probably many others who had also come to the Temple. But, only Simeon saw Mary, Joseph, and baby Jesus fully and clearly.

Because Simeon, had been



and anticipating the Messiah’s coming … he was the one who recognized the Messiah.

He saw not the babe in Mary’s arms,

but the Savior,

the salvation prepared for all people,

the Light of the World.

In his devotional, ‘Because of Bethlehem’, Max Lucado reminds us of the day the young couple came knocking at the door of the inn. Nothing signaled to the innkeeper that this couple was different, or that the world was about to change for all time.

He turned them away saying there was no room at the inn and missed the opportunity.

“Many still do.

They miss the chance to open the door.

They let the birth of Jesus pass them by.

The miracle of Bethlehem still happens …

He sings to us through Christmas carols.

He calls to us through Christmas sermons.

He reaches out through the Christmas story.”

Here we are – December; now Advent begins and we begin to read about it all month. Jesus pursues us through the simplicity and majesty of the Christmas story.

Simeon was

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the Messiah – Jesus – to burst onto the scene in his lifetime. He would not give up hope because he knew the promise.

Oh, DearHeart, do not give up hope.

Jesus comes knocking at our hearts in the midst of the


the fear,

the lights,

the shopping,

the wrapping,

the baking,

and the stress.

“Look! I stand at the door and knock, if you hear My voice and open the door, I will come in, and we will share a meal together as friends.” (Revelation 3:20, NLT)

Both actions are required.

We must hear and open our hearts.

And Jesus will come.

Wake up.


Look for the Savior of the World.

Every minute.

You will find Him when you look for Him.



Good morning, DearHeart.

It’s dark and early, and the Word settles in around my soul peacefully. I am grateful this morning. Thanksgiving 2020, it has been different from other years.

We cooked a tiny turkey breast and Dale and I enjoyed a day with just my Mom and Dad.

I am grateful to have heard my dad say grace yet another year.

I am grateful we were present and healthy.

I am grateful that we and our kids have jobs and meaningful work.

I am grateful that in the strangeness and unknowns of 2020, we have woven together more tightly.

I am grateful for our grand babies who have taken us on new adventures and have grown bigger right in front of our eyes.

I am grateful for the Gospel which cannot be

shut down,

locked out,

or limited,

for God’s Word has been read,


given strength,

and thrived in our hearts and minds.

This Thanksgiving we each set our own tables, and our hearts were enlarged as we celebrated the goodness of the God to each of us. And for this, I am grateful and give thanks! My heart is full.

“And let the peace that comes from Christ rule in your hearts. For as members of one body you are called to live in peace. And always be thankful. Let the message about Christ, in all its richness, fill your lives. Teach and counsel each other with all the wisdom He gives. Sing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs to God with thankful hearts. And whatever you do or say, do it as a representative of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks through him to God the Father.” (Colossians 3:15-17, NLT).

Wake up.


Give thanks.


October 27, 2020 ice storm


Good morning, DearHeart.

Life gets tricky. So do words. I was asked if we have a whole house generator yesterday, I said “yes”; then realized later that I misspoke. We weren’t talking about the same type. We have a generator that runs the freezers, or the range, or the heater, but – not at the same time. Dale rotates them. And, gases it up occasionally.

The kind she was talking about was one that keeps everything running at the same time. I’ve heard of those. Lol. I think you flip a switch or something. Oh, well.

Safe and warm. One way or another.

I think this is the first time Dale and I have had to do an ice storm without at least one of our sons. So, there’s that. 😳

Ice storm.


A left hook sneaks in.

Stakeholders move on.

The unexpected checks in.

So, what is there to do when the next 2020 unthinkable drops in?

Fear rises, grief rises; then the stages play out . . .



-just breathe,



-baby steps,

… they all overlap and rare-up, and replay and settle down again, but always present.

As a child of the Most High, there is a tickling reminder that an always present God is still in control.

‘And we all, with unveiled face, beholding the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from one degree of glory to another. For this comes from the Lord who is the Spirit.” 2 Corinthians‬ ‭3:18‬ ‭ESV‬‬

So, wonder – ask, “Father, what is this here to teach me? You’ve promised me another degree of glory, even here. I believe you. What’s the gift in this unexpected season?

Show me each one.

Stay with me.

Grow me.

Let me invite you, DearOne, to consider this: the unexpected is to be celebrated. If life was exactly the same ten years from today as it is now, you’d be a puddle. It would not be pretty.

The unexpected gives us juice.



Even when it hurts.

Even when unwelcome.

It is not comfortable. But, the Holy in us is always, ALWAYS, working for our highest good. Always moving us, you and me, into His next degree of Glory.

How about if we simply trust Him a little more today, and doubt a little less . . . of life, of others, of yourself? How about if you and I allow our Creator room to make us uncomfortable so that He can deliver sweet gems of insight that are right there, waiting, just beyond the fear, … ahhh, yes, there they are . . . waiting to be seen?

His ways are right.

Trust Him in this moment.

Add another blanket.

Trust His ways.

Wake up.

Allow room for the next degree of Glory.


September 14, 2020 mirror


Good morning, DearHeart.

It has happened before; I have been redirected.

Many times, actually.

I’ve been going a certain direction, with momentum, minding my own business, glad to be on the “right track” when a left hook comes out of nowhere and suddenly, I find myself, through blurry focus, trying to find the ropes to help me up off the mat.

Life is always changing.

Always trading the old for the new. I was talking with a friend a few days ago and her story reminded me that any “no” from God only comes because there is a greater “YES” at stake. Yet, in the process of getting to that “yes” fear has a way of creeping in. You know, I cannot help but wonder, if at times in life, we aren’t all a little like Joseph’s brothers … remember them? From jealousy-they messed up, then needed mercy from the brother they had wronged. All tangled up in fear over past mistakes. Do we, too, find our thoughts stuck in the sands of the “what if’s” … glancing back at life events …

-relationships we once had

-the people with whom we have parted

-former jobs

-houses we have lived in

-cars we once owned

-opportunities we lost

-bank accounts

-positions once held

You get the point. God brings about change in our lives. He moves us forward & yet we continue to “look back”. He tells us to keep moving, but we keep our gaze, longingly, on the world we once loved, yet … now we are here … where it is not comfortable.

“You plotted evil against me, but God turned it into good, in order to preserve the lives of many people who are alive today because of what happened. You have nothing to fear. I will take care of you and your children.” So he reassured them with kind words that touched their hearts.” Genesis 50:20-21 GNB

Following hard after Christ sometimes means we are placed in the most difficult positions. Joseph comforted his people even though they wronged him, and, to banish all their fears, he spoke kindly to them. Broken spirits must be bound up and encouraged. Will you see a broken spirit, today?

Can you choose to encourage those who are facing fear?

Or, an accuser?

Maybe a lost soul?

From the difficult positions, doing the hard things that we are called to do, we act because it is right. Then, when I look in the mirror, I can “yes, Lord”; knowing He is in control of my yesterdays and my tomorrows. Obedience to Him is my offering. One thing I know for sure is that I don’t want to be out of His will for a single heartbeat. So, I will do the hard things. Even when it is difficult and uncomfortable. There is a greater “yes” at stake. Every time.

Wake up.

Let love flow through your cells.

Embrace the newness of that change.


September 2, 2020 expectation


“He lets out all the stops, He holds nothing back. No one can mistake that voice— His word thundering so wondrously, His mighty acts staggering our understanding.” (Job 37:4-5) MSG

Good morning, DearHeart.

Have you been on hold? Have your days grown stale and monotonous? Have you given up on expecting God Most High to do a game-changer shift in your life?

What if you were about to receive news that would be life changing? What would you look like? You would be poised, alert, edge of your seat, receptive, listening.

Take your position, God’s Child. This is my God, and Yours:

The Creator of the Universe has been orchestrating events on your behalf. In the background He’s been aligning paths to cross, humans to be vessels of a clear word, right times, right places. He has set events in motion to emerge into your life … today. Be watchful … just as the watchman waits for the morning.

Your higher listening powers have been activated. The feeling of His vision is rising, in you – notice.

He is subtle.

He speaks and it may not make logical sense just yet, but it will. The growing pains that have seemed like crisis have positioned you into your own evolution. Through signs, and images, and patterns, and repetition, and promises, and others He speaks. Through His people, He works.

Know Him.

Know His ways.

Feel Him.

Expect Him.

Oh, Beloved. Expect Him.

Wake up.

Arrive in expectation.