If You Do Nothing Else Today…

imac 27 wallpaper-308If you do nothing else today, think about what you’re most thankful for.

If you do nothing else today, sing in the shower.

If you do nothing else today, breath deep from your belly.

If you do nothing else today, walk in the crisp morning air.

If you do nothing else today, pray for your nation.

If you do nothing else today, encourage someone with a smile, or if you’re feeling really ambitious write someone an I care about you note.

If you do nothing else today, stretch your arms way up high, bend at the waist, and try to touch your toes…repeat four times.

If you do nothing else today, call someone you care about to say hello.

If you do nothing else today, tell God what you’re thankful for.

If you do nothing else today, smile more than you did yesterday.

If you do nothing else today, be generous with something…anything will do.

If you do nothing else today, dip your toes in a flowing stream of crystal clear water to remind yourself that life is more than work and responsibilities.

If you do nothing else today, give your mind a day long break from social media and the news.

If you do nothing else today, think about God’s deep and lasting love for you, for your family, and for your neighbors.

God loves you. He really does.

Live life,


When the Mud begins to Fly

If you want to increase activity on your FB page, just write something in favor of either Ms. Clinton or Mr. Trump. It’s also a great way to put a love test out there for the body of Christ. When the mud begins to fly…well, it’s not very Christian.
It’s one thing to voice one’s opinion, but insults and verbal attacks are an entirely different scenario.
“Love the Lord with all your heart, soul and strength and love your neighbor as yourself”-Matthew 22:37, Mark 12:30-31, Luke 10:27.
“And we have this commandment from Him: Whoever loves God must love his brother as well”- 1 John 4:21.
Pamela Koefoed

What Will You Tell Jesus When He Asks You This Question?

My pastors served in Pakistan and when they arrived at the conference location, they were greeted by smiling, hugging leaders and pastors of various churches from throughout the region who draped fragrant, floral leis around their necks. Is this what love looks like?

For years, I’ve believed and taught that the question the Lord will ask us someday is — Have you learned to love? Then I heard a prophet tell his testimony of dying and then coming back to life. When the old prophet died, he was overwhelmed with joy to come to the Lord because he knew that the Lord would welcome him into His kingdom. The Lord looked upon his face and asked, “Did you learn to love?”

Wow. Wow. Wow.

If this is the question that will be asked of all of us, then shouldn’t loving one another be at the top of our goal lists?

Jesus turned to the men who would be the first apostles in His kingdom and He told them, Love one another, as I have loved you.

That command, directed to His disciples, is for all who call upon His Name.

I’m preparing to serve with an amazing team of men and women ministers who are coming to our little part of rural Oregon to serve the Body of Christ during a 3-day gathering, Glorious Rising. As I do so, I’m reflecting on Jesus’ words about love and seeking ways to show His love to those who will attend from throughout the Northwest and to those who are coming to serve in one way or another.

Recently, I watched a FB video that touched me deeply and brought tears to my eyes. It was of a precious pastor and his wife who serve in Africa. After a long absence, their congregation met them at the airport and later they held a celebration in honor of their return. Is this what love looks like?

My pastors served in Pakistan and when they arrived at the conference location, they were greeted by smiling, hugging leaders and pastors of various churches from throughout the region who draped fragrant, floral leis around their necks. Is this what love looks like?

What does love look like among ministers and ministries of the Gospel that are working for the same cause? That cause is Jesus Christ and Him glorified, the maturing of the Bride of Christ, the bringing in of the harvest.

For me love among ministers looks like…honoring one another and being there for each other, and it looks like all sorts of things that build up and bless.

You have wisdom that I need; I have wisdom that you need. You have gifts that differ from mine and will build up the Body in a way my gifts probably won’t. The graces upon my life might strengthen the Body in a different way than the graces on your life. You have experience that I can learn from; I have experience you can learn from.

Imparting and sharing and learning and growing together looks like love to me. Sharing one another’s pulpits looks like love to me. Walking in honor of one another’s uniqueness looks like love to me. Speaking into one another’s destinies and dreams looks like love to me.

We’re all learning to love while here on this side of heaven. Let’s practice what we’re learning and someday we’ll tell Jesus, “Yes, we learned to love. We learned to love.”

About Glorious Rising, October 17-19, 2014, Lakeview, Oregon. Go to: http://gloriousrising.com

Life Doesn’t Come with a Cut and Paste Button

Photo, Pamela Koefoed ©

Twenty years ago, I wanted a cut and paste button on my living history. If only such a thing existed. I would’ve recreated my childhood, deleted certain details, and added events that my children could proudly tell to their friends. My rewritten version would exclude the times I fled for my life, and include a mother I could trust, and the knowledge of her love.

Time has passed and I’m older now, and I’m thrilled with the power of choice. I can have grey hair if I want, since I don’t, I color it brown. I smooth out fine lines on my face with special creams, and exercise to keep my middle age bloom from blossoming into something resembling a beach ball under my shirt. I can select which speaking invitations to accept, or work to do, or friends to keep, or what I’ll eat for breakfast. But no matter how hard I try, I can’t erase or rewrite past history. It’s done. It’s past. It’s fact.

The years have brought change in me. Now, I review the past with that certain wisdom found only in those with grey hair, covered or not, and I’m content with what was given me and at peace with the events of the first twelve drama filled years of my life.

When I reflect on the past, I no longer wish for a cut and paste button to clear away the difficult to explain parts of my childhood, because they remind me that miracles really happen, that future challenges will be overcome, and that I have a Heavenly Father who cherishes me.

From everything I’ve experienced, I get it. I totally understand.

He loves me.




Introducing the New Memoir “JoyRide: Life, Death and Forgiveness”

Director of child abuse advocacy agency, CASA, launches debut memoir.

If you enjoyed The Glass Castle, you will love JoyRide: Life, Death and Forgiveness. For additional information or to purchase, please visit http://www.joyridebook.com.

Reviews from Amazon:

This book caught my attention in the prologue and never let it go. Don’t start reading if you don’t have time to finish – because you won’t want to put it down.

I have heard Pamela speak and have been impressed with her story of “victim to victor.” But the book took me into the heart and mind of the child in a way the public speaking can never do. What stands out the most to me is that in the midst of all the pain there is always hope – always hope and always love.
Joyride is a very captivating story. Once you start reading it, you will not want to put it down until you have reached the final page.This story is about two young sisters who were made to deal with extremely difficult childhoods and years of neglect. However with incredible strength and amazing faith, these two young girls were able to overcome many horrific challenges that came their way.
I really gained tremendous insight into a story of the life of severely mistreated little girl who by some miracle was able to walk out forgiveness from a young age. This is a remarkable testimony of God’s grace and will surely encourage anyone who reads it. I would recommend this book for anyone wanting to challenge themselves to examine their own path of overcoming this world’s problems with love. Very well written and easy to read. This testimony is clearly remembered from a child’s perspective- one you can’t put down until the very end. I think this book will bring hope to anyone struggling with letting go of the bad times in their life and help you to look forward to walking in grace.

Derelicts, Bums, Scum of the Earth…No

A couple of weeks ago, a man who lives on the streets made eye contact with me as I strolled by him on my way to a clothing store. “Can you spare a couple bucks?” he asked. His voice shook as he spoke through sun burned lips.

The man’s thin pants and top were covered with stains and he looked like he hadn’t bathed in weeks. A heavy stench of urine hung in the air around him. His uncombed hair had no luster. His eyes were dull with the struggle of survival.

Urine is one of my least favorite odors. The rank was almost too much for my sensitive nose, but I refused to grimace or pretend I hadn’t heard his request for help. After all, in a small way, from personal childhood experiences with being abandoned by my mother, I understand what it’s like to be hungry, smelly, and poorly dressed. “How about some lunch?” I asked, motioning toward a nearby sandwich shop.

The vacant look in his eyes faded. “You mean it? You’d really buy me lunch?”

“Sure, what kind of sandwich would you like?”

“Any sort will do.” A thin smile spread across his face. “Well, what I really like is pepperoni, salami. Anything. Really, anything. Get me whatever you think.”

So, I got him an Italian sandwich, loaded with the works, and when I handed it to him, there was a glimmer of something in his eyes that I hadn’t seen before. I guess it was hope. “Thank you and God bless you,” he said.

A homeless man is a person without a home. He’s not a derelict or bum. He’s not the scum of the earth, but he is a person with inherent worth. We may not be able to change those who live on the streets. We may not be able to do anything about their situation, but we can be kind.

If you haven’t any charity in your heart, you have the worst kind of heart trouble. ~Bob Hope

Pamela Koefoed,                                                                                                                                                                                                        Author of “Joyride: Life, Death and Forgiveness.”                                                                                                            http://www.joyridebook.com                                                                                                                                                              http://www.pamelakoefoed.com