Cliffhangers

January 5, 2025

A Trusting Leap


Dear Nieces & Nephews,

I’ve been thinking about cliffhangers lately, as I’ve resumed my writing of “Mystery at Lake Paradise.” I want my readers to keep coming back for more, waiting and wondering, staying attuned and engaged. 

Does God do the same in our lives? Is that part of his strategy for keeping us engaged? If there was no unresolved conflict, would we tune out? And is there a way to “read” with our hearts so caught up in our story that we don’t want to be diverted by sin and distraction?

I believe there is, and it’s only through the big-picture lens of the Kingdom that we will see it for the adventure it is. Through my own lens, I see trouble and hopelessness. Through the Kingdom, I see the mystery and tension of the not-yet and I-wonder-how as I free-fall through uncertainty.

A couple years ago, Uncle Kerry and I faced the most difficult question of our lives. We were looking darkness full in the face and had to decide if we’d let it into our home.

Could we live alongside evil?

Could it possibly be God’s will?

We never got a clear “Yes.” We just knew we couldn’t not. It was too woven into our lives to turn our back on it. And so we reached deep inside, found a brighter light, exhaled fear and leaped.

The King caught us.

We’re still falling, but we’re learning that re-positioning ourselves safely in His arms daily, even moment-by-moment, keeps us from hitting bottom and even gives us the ability to enjoy the view.

From that vantage point, Psalm 131 is one of my favorites, from The Passion Translation:

“Lord, my heart is meek before You.
I don’t consider myself better than others.
I’m content to not pursue matters that are over my head – 
Such as your complex mysteries and wonders –
That I’m not yet ready to understand.
I am humbled and quieted in your presence
Like a contented child who rests on its mother’s lap,
I’m your resting child, and my soul is content in You.
O people of God, your time has come to quietly trust,
Waiting upon the Lord now and forever.”

Quietly trust?

Yes. Even in a world of cliffhangers.

And from that place of rest, I will not submit to the darkness I live with. Rather, I will grow in my authority in Christ. I will keep turning on the light. I will keep thanking Him. Keep praising Him. Keep praying. Keep speaking life. Keep loving.

Our homes are meant to be shelters from the storm; we’re just in a leaky-roof season for a little while. I believe it will come to an end and we’ll be dry again. But then there will be something new to face outside, where we’ll learn even more the art of resting during trouble. 

As I’ve heard Bill Johnson say, we only have authority over the storms we’ve learned to sleep through.

And here’s one thing I’ve learned in the presence of darkness: In this world, nothing’s that clear-cut. You’ll find light hidden deep in the darkness, and darkness in the light. Good and evil do live side-by-side. My human definitions and judgments always hit dead-ends and remind me again not to pursue matters I’m not ready to understand. I’m no better than anybody else.

“Oh people of God, your time has come to quietly trust.”

May a supernatural well of quiet trust rise up in you today, enabling you to face trouble as a Kingdom adventure and cliffs as something to leap from. Just don't forget to ask the King first. And kids, your parents too!

All My Love,

Aunt Michelle

Cliffhangers
By Michelle Hauge November 17, 2025
Dear Nieces & Nephews, Did you know that rules stimulate the desire to break them? It says so right in Romans 7:5. “For when we were controlled by the sinful nature, the sinful passions aroused by the law were at work in our bodies, so that we bore fruit for death.” Bingo. The source of all my parenting woes! The law. Rules. What’s a parent to do? Get rid of rules? “By no means!” to use Paul’s phrase. Jesus didn’t come to get rid of the law, but to fulfill it. So if I’m to follow His parenting example, I don’t get RID of our rules, I fulfill them. What?! What in Heaven does THAT mean in the heat of battle? I wish I could give a clear, concise answer, but all I have is hints that I’m collecting in a bucket. Do you care to join me? If not, skip the next twelve paragraphs and jump back in where I tell you Lexie’s inspiring story. This is what I've got in the bucket so far: Rules, like “The Law” of the Old Testament, reveal the existence of naughtiness. Without them, we wouldn’t even know what's naughty. We need them. The problem is, they also stimulate a desire to break them. Which leads to pain. (Keep reading Romans 7-8. It paints quite a picture.) If God provided a way out of this pain with sacrifice born out of deep love (dying on the cross), maybe we can do the same for our kids so they can experience it first in the natural realm. “This is going to hurt me more than it hurts you,” with natural consequences we neither rescue them from, nor remove ourselves from. We’re still there, with them as they suffer. Yes, we suffer too. Ugh! But with the kind of suffering that brings joy. Maybe God-inspired deep-love-sacrifice releases our kids from the tyranny of forbidden-fruit-infatuation and sets them free to live in a new way, deeply rooted in connection instead of rules. Because our connection to them pulls them into our connection with Christ , facilitating their connection to Christ , which sets them free from sin and changes their whole mindset. Eventually. In a slow progression of their minds learning to choose Spirit ways over sinful nature ways. One small painful step at a time. While we parents have absolutely no control over which way they choose. One of my dear ones stashed every forbidden candy box and wrapper ever collected in their dresser during my ongoing war against sugar in our home.
By Michelle Hauge November 16, 2025
Dear Nephew, What do you want for your birthday? Like really, really want , so deep down you’re afraid even to say it? I feel like God’s waiting for you to say it. He knows what you want, He just wants to make sure you know what you want. So say it. Then hold onto it with all that tenacity you’re famous for, until you see Him bring it about. He put your deep desires in you for a reason. It’s been a painful process of sorting it out from the surface wants that are so fleeting and even damaging. When I used to take you all shopping and you got to choose something you wanted, the other kids would quickly grab something off the shelf. But for you, it would become such a process. You were so worried you were going to choose the wrong thing and be disappointed. These past few years, you have had many disappointments. From rejections of your love, to devastating breakdowns, to friendships not working out, and then all these health problems. Disappointment times infinity. I believe it’s been a process of sifting in your heart that has been so painful you don’t know what to do with it. I hate to watch it. I hate to see your pain. I think breakthrough is right ahead of you. It’s probably not going to look like you expect it to, but I think it will look many times better. Above all you could ask, think or imagine. Because God’s goodness is infinite. Where it looks like He has forsaken you and let you down, He’s just not coming through in the small things because He needs you to let them go so you can grab hold of the big things He’s offering you. There is so much champion in you. So much skill. Such refreshing wit. Such a winning smile. Such a blend of tenacity and tenderness. I can’t tell you how proud I am of you. How relieved that we are still close. I want to team with you for whatever is ahead. I love you from the bottom of my heart, Aunt Michelle
By Aunt Michelle November 4, 2025
Dear Nieces & Nephews, You’re always on my mind. I’m hoping that with the approaching holidays and Camp Fire gatherings (more on this later), I will see you in person soon. In the meantime, here’s to writing again! I was part of a mom-care panel a couple weeks ago, sharing with homeschool moms some of my triumphs and failures in caring for myself while caring for children. The next day, while that was still on my mind, Aunt Marian called to offer me a week’s stay in a cottage at Christmas Mountain in The Dells because of a last-minute cancellation. I accepted, and God took such good care of me there! I decided what mom-care ultimately means is letting Him care for me, and cooperating as He directs me to assist. We moms would call that “obedience.” A good friend told me recently, “Michelle, if I was God, I’d give you an A+ for effort and a D- for results. But that’s not how God grades us. He grades us on our obedience. Some plant, some water, but it’s God who provides the increase. Just keep doing what He tells you to do.” OK. I can do that. I’m actually really good at obeying. I mean, I can put my nose to the grindstone, grit my teeth and plow as only a mule can. I’d make a really good mule. I’m not so sure mules are happy though. Our Midnight is, but … well … she’s never worked a day in her life and knows nothing about obedience.
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