Profound take-a-ways; times you will laugh; wishful thoughts; real life as our son Dave and three friends escorted Reverend Wheeler Parker, cousin and best friend to Emmett Till and the last living witness to Emmett’s abduction the 700 miles from Chicago to the White House in a sprinter van so Reverend Wheeler Parker could be present at the ceremony when President Biden designated the National Monument in honor of Emmett.

These are Dave’s words written for Esquire magazine recording this journey. Click the link below or copy and paste it in your browser.

https://www.esquire.com/news-politics/a44675087/reverend-wheeler-parker-interview-emmett-till-national-monument/.

Dave is a professor at the University of Kansas and has been researching the Emmett Till story since he was in grad school.

Often as I read, listen to, and pray over my open Bible, God brings a story to mind.

Sometimes that story makes me laugh. Like this one.

We were visiting our son and his family. It was Sunday morning and we were on our way home from church. It was very close to lunch time.

Two year old Ashlyn was securely strapped into her car seat next to me. Wanting to keep her mind off her rumbling tummy, I started singing … well, as good as I sing … little kid’s songs beginning with Old MacDonald.

Her two year old ears immediately discerned that singing was not one of Mana’s gifts! Humbling and true. “No Mana (Ashlyn’s name for me), like this!” And in a sweet two year old voice, she sang …

“Old MacDonald had a farm
Ee i ee i o”

I’m so thankful She inherited the musical genes that float around our family, from her Mom’s side of the clan.

King James version

This is one of those verses recorded in my scripture journal that I pray over often.

God has indeed given me a new song. A song that emanates from my life; a song that echoes through my words – not a song I sing.

And God’s promise in the second part of the verse secures my hope. “Many will see and fear, and put their trust in the LORD.” (ESV) God’s promises reflect his heart, and mine.

What is the new song that is echoing through your life? Might it be through singing? Is it through spoken words? Is it through your art? Might it be through written words? Or… ?

God has blessed each of us with a new song, a song to show his creativity and draw many to himself.

Last month I had the privilege of sharing some of my words at the fall retreat for the ladies of our church. They were recorded. If you would like to listen, email me at suetell.com and I will send you a link.

I am in the midst of a computer upgrade.
Echoes of Grace may not be posting while my husband and I work on this.
Stay tuned, I will return!

Copyright: Sue Tell, November 2023

This piece of Snoppy wisdom was intriguing to me. I liked it. It encouraged. It led me to some research. It is a myth!

Butterflies can indeed see their own wings — at least most of the time. They have two large compound eyes with hundreds, and in some cases thousands of small lenses giving them a field of vision close to 360 degrees. The exception is the small place in the back of their bodies when at rest their wings are folded. In that position, they do not see their own wings.

But their vision is very blurry. Those thousands of small lenses focus on thousands of different places at the same time. They can’t comprehend the amazing patterns God has created in them. They can’t see their own beauty.

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I graduated from college with a degree in elementary education. I was on my way to third and fourth grade classrooms for the next few years. Those 30 or so 8-year-olds could be pretty intimidating.

In the evenings I would join some of my peers and head over to Western Michigan University to lead Bible studies with the college students. Those were busy years.

“You make known to me the path of life;”
Psalm 16:11

I was on a path; the path of life God designed me for. But my vision was blurry! I was focused on teaching … whether 8-year-olds or college students. My focus needed to be refined. I couldn’t clearly see God’s contribution for me, the beautiful intricate pattern he planned for me before I was born.

“Before I formed you in the womb I knew you,
and before you were born I consecrated you:”
Jeremiah 1:5

Note the upper right corner

I love teaching. In college that love was honed both for an elementary classroom, and also for helping others grow in their spiritual lives.

And I was growing in my spiritual life too. As I learned to read my Bible with my ears, as I began to notice my desires and choices, something was growing inside me.

I heard the voice of God, Sue, you’ve got it right … at least partially. But your vision is a bit blurry, focused in too many places. You are a teacher. But I need you teaching adults, not 8 year olds.

As this beautiful Monarch Butterfly was feeding on my Marigolds earlier this month, the lesson was illustrated once again. When I’m teaching adults, through writing or speaking, there is joy as I live out the beauty God created in me. My focus is clear.

God created each of us with a beautiful design both to bring us joy and to bless others.
We desperately need each other to help us identify the context for our design.
We are designed to thrive and know joy in a specific context.

National Wildlife Federation

Copyright: Sue Tell, October 2023

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The Resurrection of Christ, Raphael, 1500

We walked through Tapestry Hall at the Vatican last June. Our tour guide stopped us at this tapestry, originally a painting by Raphael. It was woven in Brussels under the guidance of the Flemish master Pieter van Aelst.

She told us to watch the eyes of Jesus as we walked along. Amazingly, wherever we were in the hall, when we looked up to Jesus, it seemed his eyes always met ours. It wasn’t that he was following us, he was already looking; he was leading us.

And isn’t that always true?!

A few days previous we had been in Ephesus, modern day Turkey. Our tour there ended in a shop where amazing tapestries were woven. The intricacies of the colors and threads, and the craftsmanship of the artist created beautiful carpets and wall hangings. An artist may be able to complete only three area rugs in her lifetime.

We also saw many of the finished products. One beautiful blue carpet was laid out before us, the azure blue anchoring the pattern. Then the men in the shop turned the carpet 180 degrees. The blue now looked navy. We ooh-ed and aah-ed.

I’m thinking this is the reason it always appeared that the eyes of Jesus were always looking, always leading us. We were seeing the pattern from a different angle.

Raphael’s art communicated truth. Jesus’ eyes are always on us, always leading us.

“for it is the LORD our God who goes with you.
He will not leave you or forsake you.”
Deuteronomy 31:6

“I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go;
I will counsel you with my eye upon you.”
Psalm 32:8 (underlines mine)

“And behold, I am with you always,”
Matthew 28:20 (Jesus to his disciples)

“I will never leave you nor forsake you.”
Hebrews 13:5 (cited from God to Joshua. Joshua 1:5)

God’s message to us is consistent throughout the scriptures, when we turn our gaze to God, we are comforted by his eyes, already looking at and always leading us. He is with us always.

As a third grade teacher, there were often times when I especially wanted to make sure a student understood what I was communicating. I’d get down to his level to make eye contact. And often I had to reinforce my position and say, look at me. Look me in the eyes. Eye contact signifies an interest in hearing what the other wants to say. It is an invitation. It communicates relationship and makes for more effective communication.

I sometimes requested the same from our kids when I wanted their attention … look at me.

Eye contact with a baby often ignites the joy area of their brain. Our first GRAND way laying on his blanket on our living room floor. I approached him and smiled. Immediately he made eye contact with me and broke into the biggest smile. He sensed relationship; joy was ignited.

It’s the same with Jesus. As we turn our gaze into his eyes, we realize, he’s already making eye contact with us. Relationship is connecting. Joy surfaces from gazing.

“These things I have spoken to you,
that my joy may be in you, ad that your joy may be full.”
John 15:11

I’m working on gazing at Jesus and experiencing his presence.

“One thing have I asked of the LORD,
that will I seek after:
that I may dwell in the house of the LORD
all the days of my life,
to gaze upon the beauty of the LORD
and to inquire in his temple.”
Psalm 27:4

Copyright: Sue Tell, September 2023

As I fell into bed last Saturday night, my commentary to myself was, its been a good day … well except for that bowl that tumbled off the top shelf and landed on my head. Ouch! But no laceration; no bump; yes a minor headache. I continued my fall decorating.

Sunday morning started in the same way most Sundays do. I’m so glad our pastor spoke on “Peace with God” and the “Peace of God”. (I’m also glad I took notes … proof I was there!)

“Therefore since we have been justified by faith,
we have peace with God
through our Lord Jesus Christ.”
Romans 5:1

Bill and I would need that truth later in the afternoon.

After my Sunday afternoon nap, my reality changed. I didn’t remember attending church that morning. Nor anything else! Bill counseled with our physician daughter-in-law … we are blessed … and off we went to the ER. I was diagnosed with TGA brought on by a minor concussion, like a bowl falling on your head.

TGA = Transient Global Amnesia.

My memory has returned thankfully. However, one of the protocols for concussion is limiting screen time. So Echoes of Grace is taking a brief break for my brain to rest. I plan for Echoes to return on October 12.

However, it doesn’t limit prayer time. Please send my your requests, and I’ll be praying for you.

sue@suetell.com. Thank you!

Copyright: Sue Tell; September 2023.

The stress was real. Family drama threatened to drown weekend joy. With my mind focused on the drama, I was feeling pressure; I was drifting from truth, my heart was straying. NOT GOOD! What was the cure? How could I live with this reality? Feelings of hopelessness flooded my mind.

“I don’t need to be good enough.
I need to be good with God being enough.”
Ruth Chou Simons

Nailed it … I was not feeling good enough. I so wanted to offer a solution, to put the drama to death. I prayed. Sometimes God responds on my cell phone! Yes, really. (Every day a scripture pops up on my home screen. God knew I needed this one at that time.)

“Wait for the LORD;
be strong, and let your heart take courage;
wait for the LORD!”
Psalm 27:14

I needed to return to that truth.
I needed to return to God.
I needed to receive His wisdom.
I needed to trust.

That scripture became the truth I prayed when the drama thoughts crept into my consciousness. I desperately needed to return to it. I desperately needed to trust God and not my wisdom. I needed to receive the truth of that message. Two other scriptures complimented it.

“Make me to know your ways, O LORD;
teach me your paths.
Lead me in your truth …
for you I wait.”
Psalm 25:4, 5

“Now to him who is able to do
far more abundantly
than all we ask or think,”
Ephesians 3:20 (Italics mine)

In the mid 90’s there were two words floating through the Christian community, God-sightings. We’d ask our then teen sons at dinner, what their God-sightings were that day, where did they see God at work.

Those truths from Psalms and Ephesians were my God-sightings that weekend. God orchestrated two couples who know the Lord’s love to come beside me, to encourage, and to walk with me in my reality. They helped me return to God and receive His wisdom.

God whispered:
Sue, do you have it all figured out how I’m going to work and answer your prayers? NO!
Sue, might you be open to trusting my ways which might totally surprise you? YES!
Sue, could it be that my plans will take a totally different trajectory?
Sue, what would it look like for you to return to me and receive my wisdom?

“I don’t need to be good enough.
I need to be good with God being enough.”
Thank you Ruth Chou Simons. Your wisdom was the beginning of this story.

Copyright: Sue Tell, September 2023

2023 was a special summer bookended by trips to Athens and Yellowstone.

I collect refrigerator magnets of special times.

It started with a cruise for Bill and me from Athens to Rome celebrating our 50th wedding anniversary. The top picture is the Parthenon in Athens, our first stop.

The Parthenon was built between 447 and 438 B.C. I can’t imagine! Elephants moved and hauled the heavy pillars. Originally dedicated to the Greek goddess Athena, it was later taken over by Christians and became a church; and then by the Turks who transitioned it to a mosque.

The highlight of our time in Athens was the following day. Bill and I walked to the top of Mars Hill, next to the Parthenon, sat and read Acts 17, Paul’s account of preaching (“reasoning with” ESV) to the Jews, devout persons, and the philosophers of the day.

After I snapped the pic, I also sat & read Acts 17.

“Men of Athens, I perceive that in every way you are very religious.
For as I passed along and observed the objects of your worship,
I found also an altar with this inscription,
‘To the unknown god.’
What therefore you worship as unknown, this I proclaim to you.”
Acts 17:22, 23

Paul went on to introduce them to the “God who made the world and everything in it,” verse 24.

New life was born in Athens. “But some men joined him and believed, among them also were Dionysius the Areopagite and a woman named Damaris and others with them.” Acts 17:34.

And we were sitting right there where Paul preached!

Our summer ended with a camping trip to Yellowstone National Park. The beauty was overwhelming even enjoying some of it through the rain.

My Morning View as I spend time with God.

Between these two amazing trips, we relished the time at Our Sanctuary. Our cabin in the Wet Mountains always provides quiet and solitude, a place to refuel and recharge. It did not disappoint.

Once again God directed me to Isaiah 40:31: “but they who wait for the LORD shall renew their strength;” This time my heart continued to the next verse, “Listen to me in silence … let the peoples renew their strength;” Isaiah 41:1.

The refueling and recharging doesn’t come from the novels, the puzzles, or the knitting I enjoy while at Our Sanctuary. Those are extras. The refueling and recharging come from waiting on the LORD, the times of quiet and solitude, of developing my friendship with God.

Tucked in the middle we were blessed with brief times with friends and family.

It was a good summer. History, beauty, and quiet with dashes of family and friends was the perfect recipe. And I’m glad to be back connecting with YOU!

What were the highlights of your summer?

Copyright Sue Tell, September 2023

Echoes of Grace is taking its annual summer vacation. It plans to return on September 14, 2023. See ya’ then!

Originally published 3/4/21

God continues to clarify for me how he defines pulling back (my word for 2021). Sometimes it relates to meddling. Hmmmmmm, I don’t like that.

“But let none of you suffer as a murderer or a thief or an evildoer
or as a meddler.”
I Peter 4:15 (underline mine)

I forced myself to ask, why is a meddler mentioned along with those other really bad things?

Dictionary.com defines meddler as involving oneself in a matter without invitation.
The Cambridge-English dictionary says to try to have an influence on things that are not your responsibility.

Thank you to my friend Amy, my who shared with me, I often want to use my gift of discernment to “share” with my husband “insight” I think he needs to lead others. But my sinful flesh has definitely gotten mixed in with that insight. These areas are not my responsibility. I had been meddling.

I began to see the connection between pulling-back and meddling. Sometimes they are the same thing; sometimes they are not.

Allie* is going through a horrendous divorce. She is not my responsibility, but she is a friend and I do have an invitation. I am not pulling-back, I am reaching out. (not meddling)

Bill and I are leading a sabbatical team for Jay* and Carrie*. Our role is to ask questions that allow them to discern what they are hearing from God as opposed to giving advice or offering words to direct them. I am not pulling-back from questions; I am pulling-back from advice. (not meddling)

In our Sunday School community, I serve as one of the shepherds, being a friend to some of the women. I initiate; I listen; I pray. But I don’t carry responsibilities for other parts of our community. That’s where I’m learning to pull-back. They don’t need all my wonderful ideas! “It is soooooo much easier to give advice, and even think it is wanted!” Bulls-eye, Marion. (This one is hard for me … I kind of want to meddle.)

Then there are our GRANDS. Often I (we) need to discern where our participation is welcome and where do we need to pull-back and not meddle.

My dear friend April shared her insight. When I am inserting myself into someone else’s place, I’m assuming someone else’s responsibility and missing my “good work”. All good things are not MY good things. 

If I don’t pull-back, my time, capacity, and energy
to give myself to God’s purposes for me
are in jeopardy.

Jonah pulled back from what God asked him to do with dire consequences. Check out chapter 1. I heard the question from God, is there something God is asking of me and I’m pulling back?

I knew the answer right away. YES!

But I needed to pull-back, in some areas to cease meddling. This is offering me the freedom, the capacity, the energy I need to follow God’s purposes, his good work for me.

The very next verse in I Peter 4 gives the alternative to meddling,
“but let him glorify God”.
That’s my heart.

Thanks Linus … I think!

Copyright: Sue Tell, May 2023