You know how yesterday I blogged about loving the unlovable and how much I love my daughter even when she disobeys or does something that hurts me? Well last night after swatting away (as gently as possible) a disrespectful attitude that was thrown at the back of my head by said daughter, I sulked into my bathroom to get ready for bed and felt God poke me on the shoulder. I could almost see a smirk on his face as He asked me, “So, do you still love your daughter?” I practically rolled my eyes at His question as if I had a feeling it was coming. “Yes, I love her,” I muttered to myself through gritted teeth, “I love that little…” (insert synonyms for “pain in the neck,” “toot”, “pill”…you get the picture). Continue reading
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I love you
A husband and wife sat together at the kitchen table in awkward silence. They had decided, having trouble getting along lately, that perhaps they should share with one another the frustrations they had with each other by each making a list. After some quiet thought and pencil scratching it was time to share their complaints. The husband read his wife’s first. A long list of his faults filled the page, and then another page. Continue reading
No Fear
They said three days. So why was I still waiting to hear from them? Granted, Monday happened to be Labor Day, and of course the lab was closed that day, so that didn’t help. If it was nothing I would have heard by now. The not knowing was so hard. If only I knew the situation fully I could face it, but facing an unknown, invisible enemy was awful and seemed impossible. I could hardly keep my mind from trying to figure out or imagine what it was, what the outcome would be. During that time of waiting, the anxiety was so intense that my very nerve endings seemed on edge, all over my body, as if fear was continually pricking my skin. Continue reading
SCL
I stumbled on the “Stuff Christians Like” blog a few months ago, thanks to a link my friend PJ had posted on his blog. After reading a few posts, I was hooked. This guy is funny! At the same time he speaks truth – truth sometimes that stings just a little but is so, so necessary. I subscribed to his blog and get his posts sent to my email everyday. I’ve never regretted that decision. I also follow him on twitter – and no, I’m not creeping on him or stalking. I just think he’d be a fun guy to have as a friend. And hey! He put himself out there, okay? Continue reading
Surrender
“There is a God. It is not me.”
(The first line of chapter five in the book I’m reading, “The Me I want to Be” by John Ortberg.)
What a great line – that should be my motto. It’s the beginning of true wisdom. To really live in relationship with God, we have to surrender.
Surrender is difficult: it requires a pushing down of my pride and that’s an ongoing battle. I have to admit I’m not in control and that if I really was it would be a disaster; that I need someone else to take control and “drive” my life – someone who is stronger and wiser. It’s an act of denying my selfish wants, opinions, hopes and brilliant plans. It’s a falling back and completely letting go, which is scary! What if God messes up or isn’t paying attention or…? Continue reading
One
Click the link below to watch a video – watch it all the way through.
What struck me the most after seeing this is how much, how incredibly much, this man’s life was changed by the other man’s monthly gift of only $38. It is mind-boggling. I think I can understand why he was so overwhelmed to meet his friend and “savior” face to face. To be saved from starvation and a life destined to be wrought with struggle and hardship, then set on a path to wholeness, hope, and purpose – how could he fully express his gratitude? He had no words. I would have no words.
Do we realize what we have been saved from by Jesus? Continue reading
New
(I’ve lost track of which day I’m on. I missed one here and there so no more numbered days on post titles! I’m still fasting from facebook until Easter.)
Driving to work was cheering today since instead of gray foggy heaviness there was a wide open blue sky. I so enjoy the artwork of God! Many times the beauty of what He’s made draws me closer to Him and causes me to worship. A few wispy clouds gathered around the bright orange disc of a sun, almost as if they were coaxing it to come up – up through God’s watercolor splash of soft orange fading to warm apricot then to faint pink then to clear aqua blue. It was stunning.
I didn’t even pull my visor down but actually enjoyed the piercing light of the sun in my eyes, as it rose now fully awake, big and bold and enjoying its task of announcing a new day had begun. New. That word became my mind’s sole focus for the next few moments as I kept driving…driving into a new day. “This IS a new day,” I could hear God say to my heart. Continue reading
Day 19 – A time to praise
1 For everything there is a season,
a time for every activity under heaven.
2 A time to be born and a time to die.
A time to plant and a time to harvest.
3 A time to kill and a time to heal.
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
4 A time to cry and a time to laugh.
A time to grieve and a time to dance.
5 A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones.
A time to embrace and a time to turn away.
6 A time to search and a time to quit searching.
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
7 A time to tear and a time to mend.
A time to be quiet and a time to speak.
8 A time to love and a time to hate.
A time for war and a time for peace. Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NLT
One activity is missing from that list: Praise. Maybe it’s because it is always the time to praise, no matter what else is happening, no matter what other time it is or what other activity is right for that time. There’s something about praise that changes the heart’s attitude, that lifts the spirit, that centers our utmost self and settles us.
This morning as I went to work my heart was heavy, like a big, dripping wet towel. The weight of fear, anxiety and sadness seemed to even weigh me down physically. I took deep breaths and sighs, felt like I was a little piece of lead sitting in my desk chair. It was an effort to smile and greet my co-workers and people in the building. My dear friend, Jenene, asked if I wanted to go to lunch with her and I agreed. She is a patient, loving, listening friend and let me splutter and spurt my frustration, hurts and bewilderment all over her. As I did the pressure lifted. All that pent up “stuff” coming out of my heart made room for peace and a sense of “ahhhhh.” I remembered not to take everything quite so seriously. I remembered that God is in control, that what I face is not different from just about everyone else, and that I wasn’t alone in any sense of the word. My heart decided that it’s a time to praise.
I praise God for:
- Showing me in a few small ways that He is at work. When I can’t see what He’s doing I start thinking He’s forgotten or is taking too long or got busy helping someone else. When I start thinking that, God says “now is a time to wake up and have faith!”
- Giving me some quality time with my youngest making muffins and talking after supper.
- For reminding me as I woke up this morning that His mercy is new every morning and that I need to give my daughter a clean start each day, too.
- For the beee-you-ti-ful sunshine and warm air today! I actually drove home with my window open. Now that is awesome.
- For quiet time this evening with no TV, no noise.
- For a good jog and the legs to carry me.
- For my family, home, pets, stuff, job, and everything else that makes this earthly life tick. Thank you, God!
- For God’s amazing goodness, purity, unchanging nature, strength and wisdom, power and might, artistic ability and imagination. There is no one like Him!
- For music to sing along with.
- For my sister and mom and the fun phone conversations we have.
- For possibilities.
- For a boss who, when giving a reference, was a true advocate for me and my hubby and almost threatened to cause a ruckus if we were knowingly welcomed into an unhealthy situation. I’m blessed to have a boss who is also a really good friend.
- For coconut cream Easter eggs, as sugary and fattening as they may be. They are a little piece of heavenly cloud floated down to earth and put into a little white cardboard box.
- For hope in knowing my life is in God’s hands and I have nothing to fear.
Applause, everyone. Bravo, bravissimo! Shout God-songs at the top of your lungs!
God Most High is stunning,
astride land and ocean…
Loud cheers as God climbs the mountain,
a ram’s horn blast at the summit.
Sing songs to God, sing out!
Sing to our King, sing praise!
He’s Lord over earth,
so sing your best songs to God.
God is Lord of godless nations—
sovereign, he’s King of the mountain.
Princes from all over are gathered,
people of Abraham’s God.
The powers of earth are God’s—
he soars over all. – Psalm 47 The Msg
Day 18-19 Weekend
I’m sitting in the big comfy armchair in my parent’s family room surrounded by their two sweet doggies – Maggie, a gentle, black Scottie dog and Sophie, a snuggly little Bichon whose fluffiness reminds us of a Q-tip. The sun is brilliant outdoors and shining through all the big windows. My tummy is full of cereal and english muffin, with a splash of diet coke thrown in. My heart is full of relaxation and happiness, being in my parents’ home for a few days and enjoying the comfort of familiarity and their company. It’s so good to get away. Now that we have more flexibility on our weekends we thought we should take advantage of it and come over to see them this weekend and it’s been really good.
We went to the Saturday night worship at their church last night and so today are being lazy, sleep-in, bums still in our jammies. How’s that for a switch for a pastor and his family?
In worship last night God was so close. We sang one of our new favorites, “Glory to God” by Steve Fee. The words are simple but help me so much in focus in my heart – “Glory to God, glory to God, glory to God forever!” It’s all for Him. We also sang the song “Center” by Charlie Hall. I first learned/heard this song here at their church last year and after that we began to use it at New Life in worship. The lyrics, of course, are what move me and remind me of what’s important: “Oh Christ, be the center of our lives, be the place we fix our eyes…You’re the center of the Universe everything was made in You, Jesus. Breath of every living thing, every one was made for You. You hold everything together…” The prayer time was especially moving to me. A lady walked up on the platform with papers in hand and read a beautiful, heartfelt prayer that she had written. It was breath-taking. I would seriously love to have a copy. It was simple and to the point, but clearly coming from a heart that deeply reveres God, deeply loves Him and is rooted in His Word. At the end she was praising God with words similar to those of David in the psalms and my heart just overflowed into tears. What a lovely moment in God’s presence.
My dad is the pastor and his message was right on. He preached about how so many of us are approval addicts and how that’s contrary to what God wants for us. He asked the poignant question, “Who is in your jury box? Who are you playing your life to?” In other words, whose approval are you seeking? The only one whose approval matters is God but so often we find ourselves comparing ourselves, even becoming deceitful to impress others, or in bondage to “playing our lives out” to gain people’s stamp of approval.
The key according to dad’s message? Transparency and secrecy. Two things that sound like opposites. When we realize we have nothing to lose in being completely transparent because our only real audience is God we can be fully vulnerable and honest about ourselves. God already knows everything about us, our mistakes, hang-ups, flaws, and more. Being transparent is scary but freeing. Then you have nothing to hide. No need for any deceit or play-acting.
The secrecy dad talked about is the secrecy we’re supposed to have when we do good for others and are involved in our prayer life. Jesus said that when we give to others or do good we shouldn’t even let our right hand know what our left hand is doing. We only need God’s approval and reward, not the reward or “good thinking” of others who find out what we did. Also, when we pray and fast, we’re not doing it to gain applause or make a good impression, we’re praying and fasting to grow closer to God and become more like him. Then we can portray Jesus to the people around us, being completely free of the need to impress or the hunger for man’s approval. That is true freedom indeed! That’s what I want and need.
Who am I playing my life to? How about you? Who is in your jury box? Don’t fall prey to living your life to please people. Don’t live in that bondage. Be free in knowing you live in God’s love, He has already accepted You and approved of you if you’ve chosen to accept the gift of Jesus’ sacrifice and love. You don’t have to earn His approval. You can just fall into His love. That freedom makes me think of a wide, breezy, sun-lit prairie, spreading my arms out letting the tips of fingers swish through wild flowers as I run without getting tired, enjoying the life and fresh air of knowing that whoever I am, whoever God made me to be is okay and enough. This morning my heart is full with the sunshine of these thoughts and the peace of this weekend away. Thank you, Jesus. Glory to God!
“Obviously, I’m not trying to win the approval of people, but of God. If pleasing people were my goal, I would not be Christ’s servant.” Galatians 1:10
“Yet now he has reconciled you to himself through the death of Christ in his physical body. As a result, he has brought you into his own presence, and you are holy and blameless as you stand before him without a single fault.” Colossians 1:22
Day 17 – “Free” thinking
I saw a news story yesterday about a group of college kids who call themselves the “Atheist Agenda” who set up a table on the campus of UTSA in San Antonio, Texas offering porn to students in exchange for their holy texts. One of the leaders said it was trading smut for smut. He said porn is consensual “unlike religious texts that condone lying and using violence against individuals which is the exact opposite of let’s say anything that is peaceful.” To view the short story click here.
It sounds like he hasn’t read all of the Bible at least and is taking a few instances out of context on which to base his argument – which is ridiculous to me. And why hand out porn in exchange? Does porn stand for peace, for something better than what holy texts offer? That doesn’t make sense. They were just appealing to an urge and desire as a lure to come away from God.
I don’t understand why some atheists feel it is their obligation to enlighten others to the error of their ways if they believe in God or some other diety, or follow a religion. Why should they care? If they don’t believe in God or an afterlife, why would it bother them if someone else believes that way? Seriously. At first I thought they were only asking for Bibles in exchange for porn and that led me to think “is this really an opposition to believing in God or an opposition to Jesus? Why not a Quran? Or one of the Vedas of Hinduism? Or the Book of Mormon?” Is it all to satisfy some need we all seem to have to feel superior to others? To proclaim that we’re right and they’re wrong? Do they feel they are doing a civic duty by leading Christians back to reasonable thinking, back away from following the teachings of Christ, back from their foolish lives of faith in things that are often unseen?
If I share my faith with someone, or testify about something God has done for me, it is because I believe it will benefit them in their life and give them hope. If I knew of a cure for an illness or a medicine that would relieve pain and met someone in great pain or with that illness, I’d want to share what I knew with them to hopefully help them. If I was walking through a really dark place with some others around me and had the only flashlight or torch, I’d walk closer to them and hold out the light to help them see the path. I think it would be odd for someone who didn’t believe in light to come and tell me to snuff out my torch or turn off my flashlight. If they want to walk on their own and find their own way that’s their choice, but why bother to try and convince me I don’t believe in or need the light I have in my hand?
What do you think about the reason behind atheists’ campaigns against people who believe in God?
Another interesting interview with the leader from Atheist Agenda on Youtube
