Making Every Day Count

This past Monday evening marked the beginning of Pesach. My family joined with my parents, brother and sister-in-law, and a close friend and her five-year-old grandson, Maverick, who was an absolute delight to have at our seder table. The little fella did a great job with the four questions, hunting for the afikoman, and opening the door for Elijah. He was so well-behaved as he colored or played with blocks throughout the long reading.

The wonderful Shabbat I just shared with my fellow writers (When You Take Your Shabbat & Shalom With You) was the perfect prelude to our Passover celebration. As always, the food and desserts were delicious, but the best part really was the company.

The Spirit I mentioned in the above-linked post faithfully kept vigil over all Israel once again, whether in the land or elsewhere.

Today begins the counting of the omer! The forty-ninth day, June 11th, is Erev Shavuot and another time of joyous commemoration. For two days, we’ll celebrate the giving of Torah at Mount Sinai. There are traditional menu options for these meals, and if you’re lucky, cheesecake is involved!

Baruch HaShem & Chag Sameach

~HL Gibson

Looking Ahead

Coming to you live from Realm Central ~ it’s the first day of the New Year 2024! I never make New Year’s resolutions, but for 2024, I have a goal.

Over the past year, I made the effort to set my face forward. One of the ways I achieve this is by praying that Adonai will show me His hand in every situation I encounter in daily life. This is when He teaches me many lessons, and if I’m truly paying attention, I learn something valuable as I move from moment to moment.

Contemplation of my experiences is important, but I don’t stop there, especially if the lesson was a hard-learned one. It’s too tempting to wallow and play the victim. Rather, I continue facing forward and moving ahead by applying my newfound wisdom, understanding, and knowledge toward myself by working on my soul in partnership with Adonai.

This has built amazing trust in my relationship with HaShem as I progress from faith, which is mostly an intellectual exercise, to faithfulness, which is the act of structuring my life in such a way that reflects what I believe. Some of the building blocks in my process are the expression of gratitude, paying it forward, humility, forgiveness, learning to absorb the (metaphorical) arrows released against me, returning kindness for evil, and refusing to (physically/verbally) act upon or (emotionally) react to the drama others manufacture and try to lay at my feet.

I have good days, and sometimes, I have a less than good day. Thankfully, Adonai is patient, loving, and has more faith in me than I have in myself. We’ll keep working on me and continue building on the above-mentioned foundation. The next step, i.e., my goal for 2024, is to maintain this high standard of character (as defined by HaShem) and implement it in everything I do: writing, relationships, homemaking, Torah study, prayer life, etc.

 

I’m looking forward to 2024 and the plans Adonai has for me. Admittedly, when I stop to think about it, it’s scary and exciting all at once because I know I’ll be stepping away from certain things while moving toward others. It’s a beautiful dance that aligns my will with HaShem’s, and it’s for my good but more importantly for His glory.

Here’s to authentic joy and true shalom in 2024!

The Thing About Candles

How do you make a candle last forever?

As I reflect on the past nights of Hanukkah, the first thing that comes to mind is the light. We start by lighting the shamash (servant) candle that is placed in the middle of the hanukkiah, and then we use the shamash to light the other candles. The first night, it’s just one candle and the shamash, but each night another candle is added until they total eight. What starts small grows into beauty and brilliance.

I know many menorahs and hanukkiahs are fashioned with the shamash at one end, but there’s a reason why it belongs in the middle. At most, maybe slightly raised or set in front of the other branches.

It’s all about balance.

Read Torah to see that Adonai Himself designed the menorah, and because He did, the menorah is perfect. Hanukkiahs, created with two extra branches because of the eight-night miracle of oil, followed suit.

Yes, the menorah and hanukkiah reflect light, which is a picture of HaShem, but they also represent balance, which is an equally important picture of the one and only living God. If branches on either side were lost or broken off, the menorah/hanukkiah could not stand in balance. The same is true of us, who are also pictured by the menorah/hanukkiah. If we go too far to the left (a picture of the physical) or the right (a picture of the spiritual) we will be out of balance, and everything we do diverts from Adonai’s perfect path.

That’s not to say that one side is more important than the other. However, don’t be so physically/worldly minded that you become an animal, but by the same token, don’t become so spiritually minded that you’re of no earthly good. Maintain balance.

Remember Who gave you your light!

The shamash, or servant, candle represents HaMashiach, who belongs in the center of our life so we can maintain balance. The beautiful thing about Yeshua is that His light never diminishes within us as long as we keep Adonai’s commands.

Again, in HaShem’s perfect, infallible Word, we see the Light that has been there all along, waiting for us to discover Him in this dark world. King David said as much in his Psalms, and he understood that Torah is the lamp, the Word is the Light. His direct descendant, King Yeshua, confirmed the declaration, and it is recorded by His disciple, John.

Everyday miracles.

The story of the Maccabees happened to Israel, but there are many reasons why everyone would benefit from keeping Hanukkah.

First, it is a time to rededicate yourself to Adonai. Repentance is so important to Our Father, Our King. His grace is all over Torah, and one doesn’t have to dig very hard to find it or see that He didn’t quickly invent grace for HaMashiach’s arrival. It’s been there all along.

Second, consider the miracle performed by HaShem on behalf of Israel. The simple commodity of oil was required to keep the command to light the menorah. But the oil had to be pure. We, too, in order to reflect Adonai’s Light, need to be pure. And just like the miracle of the oil, when we conduct ourselves purely, the simple things in our life extend until we realize they are blessings.

Third, Adonai’s truths are all over the story of the Maccabees and Hanukkah! I believe my favorite has always been the tremendous victory by HaShem as He used a small contingent to do so. Our Creator always works with tiny percentages and remnants from which and with whom He does amazing things.

Better than physical light.

So how does one make a candle last forever? By lighting it.

I’ve studied physical light in school, and although I’ve forgotten much about wavelengths, photons, particles required for light to travel, etc., etc., what I remember the most is that light goes on forever. What I’ve learned by studying Torah is that spiritual light possesses many of the same qualities but in a better way.

We are the candles through which HaShem’s Light shines brightly, and even one of us can scatter the darkness. But we must remain lit from within by the Servant Candle. This is accomplished by returning to the source of all Light, i.e., Torah. Get your recharge daily.

We should stand tall, shoulder to shoulder, with the other lights on Adonai’s menorah all year long. By doing so, the Light in us will attract other people to our Light. Equally important is how we may need to shine more brightly when a loved one’s flame seems to flicker or go dim. Don’t forget the necessity of shining Light to other candles.

Like a physical candle, you may have times when you feel absolutely spent. Like spiritual light, when you know where to find the fire to relight yourself, you will shine more brightly once again. That is the type of Light that continues forever.

Great things are coming.

In the past, I’ve experienced post-Hanukkah melancholy because once the eight nights were completed, I quickly found myself between the millstones of the daily grind. This year, I’m going to work harder on me to ensure that my Light stays lit.

Yes, things look hopeless in the world right now. I see the nations coming against Adonai’s people. I heard, dare I say it, that people are calling current events World War III. I’m not fazed by any of this because appearances are deceiving, people love to label everything, and Adonai is still on the throne.

The eighth night of Hanukkah begins at sundown tonight. Eight represents new life. Will you begin your life anew with us?

See you at sundown.

~The Gibsons

Coming to You Live from Hanukkah!

It’s no coincidence that during Hanukkah the Torah readings included the portions of Vayeshev and Mikketz. Of all the stories in Torah, Joseph’s most closely parallels that of Messiah.

The beginning stages are set in Vayeshev, there’s an unexpected digression in the middle of the tale that, if you miss it, will leave the story incomplete, and the portion ends on what appears to be a hopeless situation. On the other hand, we see Joseph’s fortunes take an upward turn in Mikketz and the tests of repentance, humility, and forgiveness expertly woven into the narrative.

I’ve often imagined myself as a casual observer, perhaps a maid in Joseph’s house, watching these strange events unfold. Or sometimes, when my imagination explodes, a time-traveling reporter with the powers of invisibility who inserts herself into the scene. But even as a modern-day reader of a story with which I am very familiar, I find that every time I read the tale, I am no less excited as Adonai brilliantly crafts the scene and what I lovingly call “The Big Reveal.”

Genesis 44:18, where Judah speaks, always thrills me. In that small break between verses 17 and 18 hangs the fate of Joseph’s brothers and the world. I encourage you to not rush from one verse to the other without considering everything that came before and everything that will follow. It is in such pauses that Adonai can be found.

Circle back to Joseph’s situation at the end of Yayeshev. The cupbearer may have forgotten Joseph, but Adonai did not. In another read-between-the-lines moment, HaShem is making Joseph wait. Why? We have no idea what took place during those two years, and yet . . .

How many times has HaShem made us wait for something, seemed like He was beyond reach, and our hope began to wane? There’s your answer: never give up hope because Adonai is always in the middle of your situation, whether it’s illness, financial loss, attack by genocidal maniacs, or being sold into slavery by the hands of your brothers. It’s in the waiting that we grow and mature. We don’t require the specifics of Joseph’s situation to know that this applies to us.

Unless you live as a total recluse, you know we’re living in dark days wherein the battlefronts change daily in a war that is rarely, if ever, well defined. But the Light still burns as strongly as ever, and it will not be extinguished. Again, it’s by design that we’re celebrating Hanukkah—a time of miracles, light, truth, and victory achieved by small numbers with the assistance of Adonai—right now!

The next Torah portion is Vayigash, and it reads like a reporter’s dream scoop. What a story to give a world in need! Pay attention to the important key that Joseph only revealed himself when all the brothers were present. Chew on that for a moment before rushing toward the exciting conclusion, which, in truth, is a glorious beginning.

I’m praying for Israel and the world during the eight nights of Hanukkah, that sacred time when hidden things will be revealed (John 10:22 – 30), when strength in small numbers does amazing things, when Adonai’s hand is in the middle of the situation up to His elbow!

Take this time to pause, reflect, and rededicate yourself to Yeshua HaMashiach. We’ll see you at sundown for the seventh night of Hanukkah celebration. Baruch haba b’Shem Adonai!

~The Gibsons

But Wait ~ There’s More!

Just when you thought Hanukkah couldn’t get any better, we rolled out the fifth night of food and fun! And before you ask, Realmers, yes, I remembered to take pictures of our meal before we scarfed it as well as our beautiful hanukkiah.

My parents and our son, Joshua, joined us this evening for a lighter meal since we all needed to recover from the previous evening’s meal, which was extremely delicious but also very heavy.

We opted for Grilled Chicken Tenderloins with Shallots and Portabella Mushrooms served over jasmine rice and green beans with tomatoes. Of course, Hanukkah treats from Shell’s Confections and my dad’s outstanding fruit cake were on hand for dessert.

Will’s tealights continue to please, and if you’re not sure why we have them in addition to our hanukkiah, read the story in Lights in the Realm.

Three more nights to go. It’s a lot of work, but then anything worth having requires positively challenging work that ends with blessing(s) far beyond one’s expectations. Baruch HaShem for the bounty with which He has blessed us and the opportunity to express our gratitude to Him.

Time to reload the hanukkiah and prep for tonight. I’ll see you at sundown.

~The Gibsons

Hanukkah ~ Not for the Weak!

As I reflect on the past four days of Hanukkah, prepare for the fifth night of celebration, and rejoice in the miracle that took place for eight nights in a row, it’s the strength of the Maccabees that I’m drawing on right now! Seriously, eight food-, wine-, and dessert-filled days of partying are not to be taken lightly. But I believe I’m up to the challenge.

Last night, we enjoyed a gold star meal of brisket and roasted vegetables prepared by my mother; cheesy potatoes, apple pie, and eggnog with bourbon supplied by my brother and sister-in-law; and Basil Haydn Punch and Hanukkah-themed goodies courtesy of Will and me.

One highlight of the evening was when Dad broke out his famous fruitcake. He lets it sit for at least one day to allow the flavors to meld before serving. I swear, my dad gets better every year at making this cake. His recipe is a closely guarded family secret, so if you want it, you’re going to have to marry into the family or become a close friend!

I do have pictures to share, but again, we all laughed at not having pre-dinning photos of all the beautiful food or our hanukkiahs with four nights-worth of candles. We’ll try again tonight as we light five candles with the shamash.

Praying Adonai’s blessings on you and yours. We’ll see you tonight at sundown.

~The Gibsons

Festival of Lights

Hey, Realmers! I’m back after two days of amazing Hanukkah celebration. Since I don’t work on Shabbat, I need to catch you up so you’ll know what’s going on.

The second night of Hanukkah was also Erev Shabbat, and Will and I had the pleasure of dining with Grant and Robin Luton. Making the evening even more special was the honor of celebrating the birthday of Robin’s mother, Jeanne Anderson, who is a dear friend. This beautiful lady is eighty-two years young, and I am so glad Adonai brought her into my life.

Jeanne is the very essence of strength and grace. She is a pillar of wisdom who has shined a bright light into my life. My only regret is that I didn’t meet her sooner, and so I cherish every moment I get to spend with her.

Also present were Lindsay Luton, Grant and Robin’s daughter; Jim Anderson, Jeanne’s husband; and Ron Anderson, Jeanne and Jim’s son.

Robin made a delicious meal, we enjoyed lovely discussions on topics ranging from hilarious to serious, and best of all, we prayed together expressing gratitude for the many blessings Adonai has bestowed upon us and requesting his divine guidance into our lives and regarding Israel.

For the third night of Hanukkah, we were back at my folks’ home for another delicious meal, mulled wine (Mulled Wine Recipe), and dessert from Shell’s Confections! If you’ve never had anything from Shell’s, just let me say that not only are her creations absolutely beautiful, but they are also incredibly delicious.

I made a special request of Hanukkah-themed treats, and what I received far exceeded my expectations. Spice cake with golden raisin cupcakes topped with buttercream frosting, sugar cookies with buttercream frosting, and minted white chocolate covered Oreos all in Hanukkah-themed colors and decorations have kept us happy for three nights, but I don’t see them lasting past the fourth night of Hanukkah!

As requested, I finally remembered to take a picture of Will’s tealights, but I forgot to take a picture of our hanukkiah with candles for the third night. Mom and I laughed because we’re always so in the moment that it’s a wonder we remember to take any pictures at all.

That wraps up the past two days. Tonight is the fourth night of Hanukkah, and we’ll see you at sundown.

~The Gibsons

With Much Thankfulness

As we use these final moments preparing for celebration, the Gibson Household would like to take this opportunity to wish everyone a Happy Thanksgiving. We have much to be thankful for this year in the way of family and friends. Please know how greatly we treasure you.

 

Thank you to everyone who made the launch of my novel, Realm, a smashing success. I hope your journey through the Realm was even better than you anticipated.

 

Our goodwill wishes are in no way diminished toward those we don’t know personally. Thank you, faithful followers of my blog, for your presence here. It’s because of you, too, that I write at the higher standard I do.

May Adonai bless each of you and may all your creative dreams find fulfillment.

~The Gibsons

Challah Lessons

Writing for my blog took a backseat in my thoughts during the month of October. In fact, I also haven’t written anything toward my current WIP since I arrived at Shabbat services on October seventh to discover that evil had ramped up its game. What followed has left me dumbfounded, angry, but also with an overwhelming desire to speak truth. And not HL Gibson’s truth, but rather Adonai’s truth.

If you spend any time perusing my blog or social media, you’ll come away with a very good idea of who I am based on what I believe and how I write. Transparency on my blog is always my intention because I want to forge a connection with my readers. This is why my blog has a relaxed presentation that invites comments. I want to have a conversation with you rather than have you feel that I’m constantly trying to sell my novel, Realm, to you or preach at you about writing.

So, the purpose of this post is to help me build back to a place of peace. More than ever, people need to make strong connections to help each other through the dark days. I hope that you’re encouraged to do the same, especially if you’re one of the creatives. A return to art and the creative process is healing from the inside out.

I started by trying a new challah recipe that I’m sharing with you. The simplicity of making bread starts as a return to routine and the need to keep my hands busy so that my brain doesn’t overload. It’s always so beautiful as the dough comes together and, even though still raw, smells delicious.

The first rising time is best used for studying scripture and reading. Dividing the dough and braiding each half into loaves is a time for prayer for those who will eat the challah and anyone who comes to mind. The second rising time is when I organize other parts of my day into productive tasks. The beauty of the whole process is that I’m practicing the concept of laboring so that I can enter Adonai’s rest and experience true shalom.

Peace is the goal here, but bread is the reminder of what is important to me, and what’s important is peace. It’s cyclical! It’s also a reminder that family and friends are the true treasures braided into my life. Making the challah is a blessing because it occurs in my little home, where we’ve lived safely for thirty years with a parade of pets from the four-footed to the winged to the finned. (Although I still don’t have a horse.)

Most importantly, making the challah is a warning—yes, warning—to not mistake complacency for peace. It’s work to not become so content that I drift into decadence and laziness. The next step is indifference and forgetfulness, and every stage of that downward spiral is a bad place to be. It is a grave danger to ignore the truth, no matter how painful, because then we become useless to ourselves and others when we fall into the wrong belief that the evil taking place out there will never touch us.

Bread is life, and life must be fought for. I cannot always predict when and where the battlefronts will open in my life, but I can be prepared to fight that evil even if it’s through the simple task of baking challah. I will stare evil in the face and say, “You will not disrupt my process. Not today.” And then, in the name of Adonai, I will share the fruits of my labor, the work of my hands, with those I love, thus defeating evil.

Sukkah Lessons

My thoughts are all over the place as I download and process the past week. For this reason, my post may not read as smoothly as others, but I promise that it will be no less enjoyable.

The Gibson Household celebrated Sukkot during what was an unusually warm week of October. The sunshine was amazing, and we relaxed in our sukkah during the day and long into the evening.

One theme or concept that Adonai repeatedly showed me as I sat in our little sukkah was how fragile human life is. It was a gentle reminder to walk with Adonai and not attempt to bend Him to my will. My faith was strengthened when reminded that with my life in His more than capable hands, who or what did I have to fear?

The sukkah frame we used this year is one we’ve employed for two or three years now. Admittedly, we were lazy and failed to put our sukkah up one year since the construction of this particular frame. While I won’t make excuses for myself, I am reminded that Adonai is patient with me. As long as I’m drawing breath, there is an opportunity to do better in the next moment.

I really like this frame because our son, Joshua, designed it. It’s very sturdy, and still the designer in him wants to create something more substantial. He asked if he could dig postholes, fill them with concrete, and add forms that would secure posts in place. I gently reminded him that his idea would be permanent, and one of the points of Sukkot was to remind ourselves of the temporary nature of this portion of our life. He nodded in agreement and went on to design a sturdier frame under the requirements that it must be able to be dismantled and transported not unlike the original sukkahs Israel used.

Adonai’s most poignant reminder regarding the fragility of life came late Thursday evening. I haven’t posted about this on social media because I was so stricken by what occurred that I didn’t know how to process it.

A storm—one that didn’t produce copious amounts of wind or rain—blew our sukkah right over. I was horrified because we couldn’t repair or restore anything until Friday. As Will assessed the damage and ended up dismantling our sukkah until next year, I turned my eyes from the windows every time I walked by.

I never asked Adonai why this occurred, and I don’t believe in signs or omens of ill. I was reminded of the fallen sukkah of David and how Adonai is restoring it more every day. I thought to myself how wonderful it would be if Yeshua HaMashiach returned on Shemini Atzeret or Simchat Torah.

One thing that did raise my spirits regarding our sukkah was our son’s determination to redesign it within my guidelines, and even more beautiful, his suggestion that we use a wood burner to inscribe our favorite passages of scripture into the beams.

And then, the next morning, we arrived for Shabbat services to learn that Godless cowards had attacked Israel. The enemy opened another battlefront, and believers met the onslaught fiercely in prayer. Believers are soldiers who, at any given moment, are on their knees fighting evil.

So, as the Gibson Household embarks on another cycle of life, studying Torah, preparing for the moedim, and fighting in the many warzones the enemy launches to discourage us, I’m encouraged that my fragile life is, as always, safe with Adonai.

Baruch HaShem!