The tide is rising....
....a flood, a torrent. Like the ocean emotions ebb and flow.
What if the under currents take you off course? If you get sucked under them before you even realize you are knee deep?
Pulled, towed to an unknown land. Hard to breathe, harder still to understand the language of the unsaid. Yet here you stand.
Knee Deep
Here's your chance to put it all to the test- to walk your talk even if no one understands, to let go, to toss out the umbrellas that keep you from getting wet, to feel the mist on your cheeks; yet surrender to the only pull that matters.
Knee Deep
this time you can see you are in Living Waters. A place you don't fully understand. A place that asks you to build Arks- while scoffers laugh. A place where there are those waiting to feed you to lions that sleep instead of feed. A place that says nothing is impossible and falling forward is a requirement. A place where the sting of sin smothers but because Love DID what was promised and overcame new breath WILL come.
Knee Deep
Your life is on the line choose to be more then an ever changing ebb and flow. Don't just test the waters; be swept up in Him. Rest in Him. Drink deep from His all sustaining well. Step in deeper....Dive.
Thursday, December 23, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Words
Words to inspire.
Words to encourage.
Words of truth.
Words...
That is my gift. That is my blessing. Wonderful colorfully spun usage of the English language. Things to make your heart soar into it's makers grasp....to up lift.
Words...
What if truth sometimes tears down? What if it unravels the linen? What is it is the final blow on a fragile pot?
Words...
What if you can not find them? What if there is no one to speak them? What if the one who can, won't.
Oh, words...
Those you long to say, long to take back, long to use to heal, to encourage, to uplift...what if they get lost in translation? what if they are used to deceive?
Sweet lack of words...
Such ache, such brokenness, such time lost. To much to cover with simple words.
Quiet...
silent...
His words, "I will never leave you or forsake you, I am your strong tower, I am NOT the father of confusion, but of peace. I have a plan and I knew even this. There is no condemnation, for I am Love"
Words....
His words fuel me, comfort me, sooth me, guide me on. I can not trust mans words- nor my own tongue to always choose right. I am an unraveled linen, a lump of clay without His breath or
His words...
They are all that matters, they will bring healing, restoration, and peace. They are so much more then mere
Words.
Words to encourage.
Words of truth.
Words...
That is my gift. That is my blessing. Wonderful colorfully spun usage of the English language. Things to make your heart soar into it's makers grasp....to up lift.
Words...
What if truth sometimes tears down? What if it unravels the linen? What is it is the final blow on a fragile pot?
Words...
What if you can not find them? What if there is no one to speak them? What if the one who can, won't.
Oh, words...
Those you long to say, long to take back, long to use to heal, to encourage, to uplift...what if they get lost in translation? what if they are used to deceive?
Sweet lack of words...
Such ache, such brokenness, such time lost. To much to cover with simple words.
Quiet...
silent...
His words, "I will never leave you or forsake you, I am your strong tower, I am NOT the father of confusion, but of peace. I have a plan and I knew even this. There is no condemnation, for I am Love"
Words....
His words fuel me, comfort me, sooth me, guide me on. I can not trust mans words- nor my own tongue to always choose right. I am an unraveled linen, a lump of clay without His breath or
His words...
They are all that matters, they will bring healing, restoration, and peace. They are so much more then mere
Words.
Thursday, May 13, 2010
Marks of the True Christian
9Let love be genuine. Abhor what is evil; hold fast to what is good. 10 Love one another with brotherly affection. Outdo one another in showing honor. 11Do not be slothful in zeal, be fervent in spirit, serve the Lord. 12 Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. 13 Contribute to the needs of the saints and seek to show hospitality.
14Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse them. 15 Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep. 16 Live in harmony with one another. Do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly. Never be wise in your own sight. 17 Repay no one evil for evil, but give thought to do what is honorable in the sight of all. 18If possible, so far as it depends on you, live peaceably with all. 19Beloved, never avenge yourselves, but leave it to the wrath of God, for it is written, "Vengeance is mine, I will repay, says the Lord." 20To the contrary, "if your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink; for by so doing you will heap burning coals on his head." 21Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good.
Romans 12:9-21
.....is this us? Can the world find this in us? Do we strive to wear these marks?
Father,
Give me the strength to always bear these marks so they shall know I am YOURS alone.
Let my cares fall on Your shoulders so I can focus on doing Your work in Your way.
Let thoughts of me and my comfort fade and let me not be distracted by my foolish pride and personal glory
That the world will see that I bare the mark of Your resurrection.
That I am new, because of who You are. That all that is within me shouts of Your glory.
amen.
Wednesday, May 12, 2010
an Engulfing Journey
WOW has God been at work!
I mean He always is, BUT wow. I am seeing HIM manifested SO VERY clearly.
See I've recently witnessed a mountain move. A HUGE Alpine of a mountain and now I am able to bask fully in the splendid overwhelming view of the fountain of Living Water.
...I know back to me and the Water. I seem to always come back. So thirsty, filled with the only kind of gluttony that's worth anything....I want to drink Him in. Fully, filling, I want to Burst through this flesh and show Him.
I'm not scared to submit now. Contrary to what you may believe that hasn't always been the case. I was timid, I was parched, I was squelched- my bones were dry, and my flesh too absorbing. I was lukewarm and LOVED my fake control. Maybe not at any point you knew me, but I was.
On this fervent journey He's been pouring out BUCKETS full of helpful suplements. Bits to energize me as I stride on towards Him and the fountian of sustaining water. Deep calling out to DEEP.
He calls as I run- Taste and See....I taste, and like a nursing child I can hardly breath as I drink His goodness.
I am so fervent in fact that I often stumble- worse I cause my fellow runners to trip. Its not because I mean too, not because I forget my course- but because I am caught off guard by the distractions and hurdles in this world. I take my eyes off my final destination and get too comfortable Here. But, the journey is far from over. This world is not my home. like David so often laments in psalm I realize what just happened, and the water He so freely filled me with flows from my eyes and before I know it His hands are there, His helpers are there, and I am back first on my knees (oh this is a gloriously humbling place to be) then back on track.
His Water is always calling. I am always thirsty for Him, and hungry for His word.
As I run today, uncertain of His plans BUT sure He's going to use me and my house in His service I find I'd like to share a few supplements that have helped clarify the Path set before me. They have restored my Hope and vision.....
What the real witnesses of Christ really do
Crazy Love (and Francis Chans podcasts)
Jesus of Suburbia
Family Driven Faith ( and other Voddie podcasts)
and the music, Oh the music. That alone could fill a post but I think this song sums it up tonight Hosanna
"I see a generation
Rising up to take their place
With selfless faith
With selfless faith
I see a near revival
Stirring as we pray and seek
We're on our knees
We're on our knees"
Oh there is so much more. This journey is so much more then most of us American travelers let it be. Drink deeply from His well, run to His word. Be Hungry. Stay hungry, and don't ever let your heart become satisfied with less then He wants to give, but be content.
Again. He calls as I run- Taste and See....I taste, and like a nursing child I can hardly breath as I drink His goodness. Deep calling out to deep.
I mean He always is, BUT wow. I am seeing HIM manifested SO VERY clearly.
See I've recently witnessed a mountain move. A HUGE Alpine of a mountain and now I am able to bask fully in the splendid overwhelming view of the fountain of Living Water.
...I know back to me and the Water. I seem to always come back. So thirsty, filled with the only kind of gluttony that's worth anything....I want to drink Him in. Fully, filling, I want to Burst through this flesh and show Him.
I'm not scared to submit now. Contrary to what you may believe that hasn't always been the case. I was timid, I was parched, I was squelched- my bones were dry, and my flesh too absorbing. I was lukewarm and LOVED my fake control. Maybe not at any point you knew me, but I was.
On this fervent journey He's been pouring out BUCKETS full of helpful suplements. Bits to energize me as I stride on towards Him and the fountian of sustaining water. Deep calling out to DEEP.
He calls as I run- Taste and See....I taste, and like a nursing child I can hardly breath as I drink His goodness.
I am so fervent in fact that I often stumble- worse I cause my fellow runners to trip. Its not because I mean too, not because I forget my course- but because I am caught off guard by the distractions and hurdles in this world. I take my eyes off my final destination and get too comfortable Here. But, the journey is far from over. This world is not my home. like David so often laments in psalm I realize what just happened, and the water He so freely filled me with flows from my eyes and before I know it His hands are there, His helpers are there, and I am back first on my knees (oh this is a gloriously humbling place to be) then back on track.
His Water is always calling. I am always thirsty for Him, and hungry for His word.
As I run today, uncertain of His plans BUT sure He's going to use me and my house in His service I find I'd like to share a few supplements that have helped clarify the Path set before me. They have restored my Hope and vision.....
What the real witnesses of Christ really do
Crazy Love (and Francis Chans podcasts)
Jesus of Suburbia
Family Driven Faith ( and other Voddie podcasts)
and the music, Oh the music. That alone could fill a post but I think this song sums it up tonight Hosanna
"I see a generation
Rising up to take their place
With selfless faith
With selfless faith
I see a near revival
Stirring as we pray and seek
We're on our knees
We're on our knees"
Oh there is so much more. This journey is so much more then most of us American travelers let it be. Drink deeply from His well, run to His word. Be Hungry. Stay hungry, and don't ever let your heart become satisfied with less then He wants to give, but be content.
Again. He calls as I run- Taste and See....I taste, and like a nursing child I can hardly breath as I drink His goodness. Deep calling out to deep.
Friday, April 02, 2010
Eggs
Angry words fly as cups filled with neon water spill and splatter. A masterpiece in the eyes of a child cracked and destroyed. Tears flow.
Small unknowing hands are to blame; a moment filled with frenzy. The peace has been broken.
My eyes dart around as I seek a way to restore, to remove the chaos.
shhhhhh....
the echos in this moment become clear to me.
In motherhood I see Calvary.
I begin to softly cry. The bickering stops- all turn to me. Eyes glare at each other. All are placing the blame for the tears on each other. A moment lost, or not
I grab my small ones near me. Restoration is needed. They don't understand my grief; they are focused on eggs, and hurt- I on a cross 2000 years old.
I cover the moment in a prayer as I dab my eyes....the water....
I begin running water. As they wait for my next move the small ones look around and find each other broken. Hurt fills the room.
Soap is added, the bowl is filled.....slosh....the rag dips in and their attention is back on me.
They are silent, curious, full of wonder. This is different. Their ears are ready to listen as I reach for a foot. They forget the hurt of broken eggs and allow me to bring them to the only One that matters.....
Jesus.
The Living Water.
Servant of man.
Sacrificed.
By His blood we are clean.
Cracked,
Broken,
Yolk exposed.
In all my life there have never been more beautiful eggs.
Small unknowing hands are to blame; a moment filled with frenzy. The peace has been broken.
My eyes dart around as I seek a way to restore, to remove the chaos.
shhhhhh....
the echos in this moment become clear to me.
In motherhood I see Calvary.
The crowd is in a frenzy....Crucify Him they screamed....
small unknowing people.....
Eloi, Eloi.....broken.....the scriptures fulfilled.
small unknowing people.....
Eloi, Eloi.....broken.....the scriptures fulfilled.
I begin to softly cry. The bickering stops- all turn to me. Eyes glare at each other. All are placing the blame for the tears on each other. A moment lost, or not
I grab my small ones near me. Restoration is needed. They don't understand my grief; they are focused on eggs, and hurt- I on a cross 2000 years old.
I cover the moment in a prayer as I dab my eyes....the water....
I begin running water. As they wait for my next move the small ones look around and find each other broken. Hurt fills the room.
Soap is added, the bowl is filled.....slosh....the rag dips in and their attention is back on me.
They are silent, curious, full of wonder. This is different. Their ears are ready to listen as I reach for a foot. They forget the hurt of broken eggs and allow me to bring them to the only One that matters.....
Jesus.
The Living Water.
Servant of man.
Sacrificed.
By His blood we are clean.
Jesus answered, "Unless I wash you, you have no part with me."
John 13: 8b
John 13: 8b
Cracked,
Broken,
Yolk exposed.
In all my life there have never been more beautiful eggs.
Monday, March 29, 2010
....For....
.... the weeks I've missed blogging and spent living,
and for remembering my need of connection and reflection
For cute tummies,
and amazing soul feeding Christ centered friendships
For a husbands devotion, tender unsure prayers and love,
and wall crashing big dreams; for a Lord who can make it all possible
For children who come, with eyes filled with tears seeking prayer,
and the gift of spending each day with the 3 most amazing people I know
For weeks of sunshine,
and days of rest
For hindering them not at the foot of the Cross,
and remembering the week that changed EVERYTHING,
For a gift so amazing it brings me to my knees and my soul to my Father,
and soul tears shed for the Mother that watched MY savior, her baby be crucified
For quiet, big prayer closet filled moments,
and broken lives made new.
For a family that's been changed,
and Grace that's new each morning.
For You oh Lord I am Grateful, because of You I am blessed.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
I can Only Imagine...
God is so good. He so over reigns. (don't you love that breakdown of sovereign?)
Last night I witnessed His spirit flow freely. There was no sermon- no one who spent years in seminary uncovering truths I can not fathom. Yet my eyes glistened and I felt His spirit more deeply the I could have imagined.
Who could of imagined a group of 2- 12 year olds could be so full of Him? The one that made them. The one that saved them.
He could.
They asked Jesus, “Do you hear what these children are saying?” “Yes,” Jesus replied. “Haven’t you ever read the Scriptures? For they say, ‘You have taught children and infants to give you praise. -Mathew 21:16
Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these. Mathew 19:4
.... our homeschool group had a presentation night. Some of the children tagged it a show off night and for me- I think they were right. They were showing off Our Father- His blessings, His love, the wonders of His creation.
They sang the old hymns, they recited the Scriptures, they showed that they have wisdom beyond their years, and they amazed us with their deft fingers on ivory keys, silver flutes, and bow strings. Oh yes He was there and He was praised.
Psalms 139 written across a heart, The Lords prayer closing their thoughts, fellowship, grace and love.
He was there. I was blessed.
As one brilliant duet belted out "I can Only Imagine"....
Last night I witnessed His spirit flow freely. There was no sermon- no one who spent years in seminary uncovering truths I can not fathom. Yet my eyes glistened and I felt His spirit more deeply the I could have imagined.
Who could of imagined a group of 2- 12 year olds could be so full of Him? The one that made them. The one that saved them.
He could.
They asked Jesus, “Do you hear what these children are saying?” “Yes,” Jesus replied. “Haven’t you ever read the Scriptures? For they say, ‘You have taught children and infants to give you praise. -Mathew 21:16
(Let them all praise the name of the Lord. For his name is very great; his glory towers over the earth and heaven -Psalm 148:13)
Jesus said, "Let the little children come to me, and do not hinder them, for the kingdom of heaven belongs to such as these. Mathew 19:4
.... our homeschool group had a presentation night. Some of the children tagged it a show off night and for me- I think they were right. They were showing off Our Father- His blessings, His love, the wonders of His creation.
They sang the old hymns, they recited the Scriptures, they showed that they have wisdom beyond their years, and they amazed us with their deft fingers on ivory keys, silver flutes, and bow strings. Oh yes He was there and He was praised.
Psalms 139 written across a heart, The Lords prayer closing their thoughts, fellowship, grace and love.
He was there. I was blessed.
As one brilliant duet belted out "I can Only Imagine"....
This is what it will be like.
Heaven Belongs to such as these.
I can only imagine.
I can only imagine.
Children are a gift from the Lord;
they are a reward from him.
Psalms 127:3
they are a reward from him.
Psalms 127:3
Saturday, February 13, 2010
If Necessary use words....
God has taught me so much in the last few years. One lesson I didn't think I'd ever learn (and must confess I still struggle with daily) is to speak less. By less I mean WAY less.
My friends are sweet enough to call me verbose, but really I'm gabby and oh so LOUD. If I'm happy I talk. If I'm mad I talk. If I'm nervous...you got it... I talk. I am a natural born talker. I will ALWAYS favor the long story (as a listener too), I go off on millions of tangents, and I admit that I often get so excited in a course of conversation that I am so rude as to interrupt. I love to talk.
I think this love of English language stems from me being an extrovert, and highly relationship driven. I want to know more about you, and I want you to understand me. I have yet to find ways that accomplish this so well as talking- but I am trying.
Sometimes my words don't serve me well.
That was the case with my husband for years. I talked; he shuts down. This happened in our mundane daily life, and in my testimony of Faith. For those of you that have stuck with me through my blog droughts you remember that 2009 was the year I dedicated to praying fervently for him. I stopped talking, and nagging and started praying. I prayed fervently for him, I still do and God has answered me in huge ways. MY Faith in the Father to do what HE promises has changed my husband, my marriage and effectively my life. I wish I felt comfortable sharing more of his faith journey with you, but I feel strongly that that is another space in my life where me (and my fingers) need to be quiet for now....after all this is not his faith blog ;)
I will say that our God cracks me up. The ways he's touched my husbands heart are things that I could NEVER have come up with on my own. The one point I will share as an example of this- my husband says he'd like to get into the Word more on his own, I stop talking and start praying, He's not making the time, I pray more, and poof he's doing the PowerPoint's for our churches Sunday service (pastors full notes, scripture cross referencing and all). Is that an amazing God or what??!?!?
The way my life has changed by praying more and talking less is astounding. My voice box aches less and my prayer closet is visited more. I know I still over explain and talk more then my share but we are all masterpieces in progress, and I KNOW Gods not finished with me yet. So I take the little victories and rejoice as if they were huge- because the reality is that for me they are.
I think St. Francis realized a fundamental truth with he said "Preach the Gospel at all times, if necessary use words."
My friends are sweet enough to call me verbose, but really I'm gabby and oh so LOUD. If I'm happy I talk. If I'm mad I talk. If I'm nervous...you got it... I talk. I am a natural born talker. I will ALWAYS favor the long story (as a listener too), I go off on millions of tangents, and I admit that I often get so excited in a course of conversation that I am so rude as to interrupt. I love to talk.
I think this love of English language stems from me being an extrovert, and highly relationship driven. I want to know more about you, and I want you to understand me. I have yet to find ways that accomplish this so well as talking- but I am trying.
Sometimes my words don't serve me well.
That was the case with my husband for years. I talked; he shuts down. This happened in our mundane daily life, and in my testimony of Faith. For those of you that have stuck with me through my blog droughts you remember that 2009 was the year I dedicated to praying fervently for him. I stopped talking, and nagging and started praying. I prayed fervently for him, I still do and God has answered me in huge ways. MY Faith in the Father to do what HE promises has changed my husband, my marriage and effectively my life. I wish I felt comfortable sharing more of his faith journey with you, but I feel strongly that that is another space in my life where me (and my fingers) need to be quiet for now....after all this is not his faith blog ;)
I will say that our God cracks me up. The ways he's touched my husbands heart are things that I could NEVER have come up with on my own. The one point I will share as an example of this- my husband says he'd like to get into the Word more on his own, I stop talking and start praying, He's not making the time, I pray more, and poof he's doing the PowerPoint's for our churches Sunday service (pastors full notes, scripture cross referencing and all). Is that an amazing God or what??!?!?
The way my life has changed by praying more and talking less is astounding. My voice box aches less and my prayer closet is visited more. I know I still over explain and talk more then my share but we are all masterpieces in progress, and I KNOW Gods not finished with me yet. So I take the little victories and rejoice as if they were huge- because the reality is that for me they are.
I think St. Francis realized a fundamental truth with he said "Preach the Gospel at all times, if necessary use words."
Wednesday, December 16, 2009
Relating to Mary....
This last 6 months have been strange. I have simultaneously been more blessed then I could ever dream and more overwhelmed then I could ever imagine.
I've been praying a lot about this. How can I feel so burdened when Gods yolk is light? How can I be so stressed and broken standing amongst such blessing? To be honest, I end most days feeling so ungrateful. Not because I am. No, I clearly see Gods hand working in my life in STUNNING jaw dropping ways; but because through all the blessings I still feel such weight.
Then this Sunday God used my pastors message to remind me of His amazing Hope, and His plan for me.
This Sunday I saw Mary the mother of MY Savior unmasked. The veil of wonder at her virgin birth momentarily lifted so I could see her as a woman.
Imagine with me if you will...
Being a poor 16 year old girl. You'd be trying to make plans for your future. Maybe you'd want to be married; she did. Maybe you'd want do find a way to improve your lot in life; most of us do. You'd work day in and out, life would be hard, but still you'd strive on. After all you have your faith to remind you that indeed there is something better then this.
Imagine hearing that you would become pregnant.
....That thought alone holds such weight for me. When we found out about my son I saw my future plummet. I know that's not an easy thing to hear; it's not an easy thing to admit. It is the truth though. I had plans. I was going to make it. I was going to be someone. I was NOT planning to be a statistic let alone any one's mom. I was scared....
But at that moment when Gabriel told her of Gods delight in her and His plans for her she didn't question him she said YES. She accepted His call and blessing.
Don't you think it was hard? I know it was for me. Being young, unmarried, and pregnant. People must have talked. They always do.
How do you think she felt when they said she had to go to Bethlehem? Now not only was she blessed to be carrying the son of God, but God was requiring her to travel a great distance for His birth. We know that she went. We know that Joseph got her a donkey so she wouldn't have to walk. I know donkeys stink. I know traveling when you are pregnant is never comfortable. In that moment do you suppose she felt heavy too? She carried on and did what God was asking of her but I can't help wondering if she cried out to God that this was to much for her to bare.
When they got to Bethlehem and could find no room anywhere do you think she was frustrated? I know I would be.
When the pain got to be too much and God provided the stable do you think she was grateful? While still feeling grateful do you suppose she also wondered...why here? Why have you chosen to be born here Lord? Do you think she even thought of her tender ...soft cheeked, sweet smelling baby as her King of Kings?
How do you think she felt living in Egypt during Jesus' toddlerhood? I know that raising a family without your own can be exhausting.
When Jesus cried, she comforted Him and his siblings. He was not her only child. Her hands were full. Yet, when He was eager to learn don't you suppose she taught Him? her child- fully human and fully God, being His mother must of been both a complete blessing and daunting.
He was sent to save the world. She knew that. Yet He was her son. It's incomprehensible to me what she must of felt as His ministry grew. As the cross approached.
I can never visualize that day on the cross without picturing Mary too. Her child, her Lord. She must have felt so overwhelmed, so broken, so devastated.
Did she know that day when Gabriel told her Gods plans what it all meant? What she'd feel along the way? I doubt it.
I also doubt that she gave over to the guilt of her negative thoughts (if she had any). She was being used by God. He had a plan to bless her, and prosper her. Plans to give her hope and a future.
I am being used by God. By seeing Mary as a woman/mother I am able to find myself.
I am not raising the son of God but I can relate to Mary. He has called me to raise 3 of his most wonderful creations. They are marvels of His hands. He longs for them to know Him. That is my purpose. As long as I have brought them to Him and the Cross to worship I am a success. I am significant. He doesn't care if my house is clean or they can do algebra- so why do I allow myself to feel so burdened by those things and thoughts of the future?
Feelings are fleeting. They are fickle and changing- my God is not.
So like Mary I will follow the path He has laid before me. I just hope there are no donkeys in my future.
I've been praying a lot about this. How can I feel so burdened when Gods yolk is light? How can I be so stressed and broken standing amongst such blessing? To be honest, I end most days feeling so ungrateful. Not because I am. No, I clearly see Gods hand working in my life in STUNNING jaw dropping ways; but because through all the blessings I still feel such weight.
Then this Sunday God used my pastors message to remind me of His amazing Hope, and His plan for me.
This Sunday I saw Mary the mother of MY Savior unmasked. The veil of wonder at her virgin birth momentarily lifted so I could see her as a woman.
Imagine with me if you will...
Being a poor 16 year old girl. You'd be trying to make plans for your future. Maybe you'd want to be married; she did. Maybe you'd want do find a way to improve your lot in life; most of us do. You'd work day in and out, life would be hard, but still you'd strive on. After all you have your faith to remind you that indeed there is something better then this.
Imagine hearing that you would become pregnant.
....That thought alone holds such weight for me. When we found out about my son I saw my future plummet. I know that's not an easy thing to hear; it's not an easy thing to admit. It is the truth though. I had plans. I was going to make it. I was going to be someone. I was NOT planning to be a statistic let alone any one's mom. I was scared....
But at that moment when Gabriel told her of Gods delight in her and His plans for her she didn't question him she said YES. She accepted His call and blessing.
Don't you think it was hard? I know it was for me. Being young, unmarried, and pregnant. People must have talked. They always do.
How do you think she felt when they said she had to go to Bethlehem? Now not only was she blessed to be carrying the son of God, but God was requiring her to travel a great distance for His birth. We know that she went. We know that Joseph got her a donkey so she wouldn't have to walk. I know donkeys stink. I know traveling when you are pregnant is never comfortable. In that moment do you suppose she felt heavy too? She carried on and did what God was asking of her but I can't help wondering if she cried out to God that this was to much for her to bare.
When they got to Bethlehem and could find no room anywhere do you think she was frustrated? I know I would be.
When the pain got to be too much and God provided the stable do you think she was grateful? While still feeling grateful do you suppose she also wondered...why here? Why have you chosen to be born here Lord? Do you think she even thought of her tender ...soft cheeked, sweet smelling baby as her King of Kings?
How do you think she felt living in Egypt during Jesus' toddlerhood? I know that raising a family without your own can be exhausting.
When Jesus cried, she comforted Him and his siblings. He was not her only child. Her hands were full. Yet, when He was eager to learn don't you suppose she taught Him? her child- fully human and fully God, being His mother must of been both a complete blessing and daunting.
He was sent to save the world. She knew that. Yet He was her son. It's incomprehensible to me what she must of felt as His ministry grew. As the cross approached.
I can never visualize that day on the cross without picturing Mary too. Her child, her Lord. She must have felt so overwhelmed, so broken, so devastated.
Did she know that day when Gabriel told her Gods plans what it all meant? What she'd feel along the way? I doubt it.
I also doubt that she gave over to the guilt of her negative thoughts (if she had any). She was being used by God. He had a plan to bless her, and prosper her. Plans to give her hope and a future.
I am being used by God. By seeing Mary as a woman/mother I am able to find myself.
I am not raising the son of God but I can relate to Mary. He has called me to raise 3 of his most wonderful creations. They are marvels of His hands. He longs for them to know Him. That is my purpose. As long as I have brought them to Him and the Cross to worship I am a success. I am significant. He doesn't care if my house is clean or they can do algebra- so why do I allow myself to feel so burdened by those things and thoughts of the future?
Feelings are fleeting. They are fickle and changing- my God is not.
So like Mary I will follow the path He has laid before me. I just hope there are no donkeys in my future.
Thursday, December 10, 2009
In Gods heart...
...it's funny to me how God links moments together like the links on a necklace. So delicate and so beautiful you can hardly wait to show off His finished work.
There have been moments of my life arranged in such a way this week that I knew I had to come here and share my heart- strike that-His heart for you.
(It all started with my hubby surprising me with a new necklace. I have been wanting it for AWHILE now. I knew he was planning to get it, but fiscally I didn't see it happening...but it did.
Then yesterday in conversation he asked me why I stopped taking time to blog. You see, this page is really the only time I take for myself outside of my devotional time. My life is very child minded. All of my hobbies, other blogs and life in general revolve around being present for my children, or my children. I don't say this as a bad thing. It's the purpose in my life right now, and I love it. But, after our conversation I got to thinking and realized that maybe this fact is why I've felt so heavy and exhausted lately.
Then this morning, as though a confirming nudge from God I received a quick comment from a dear sister. It reminded me that all our journeys are linked. That God uses each of us mightily in each others life's.
I needed that reminder. I am grateful for it.
Reminders are good, especially for forgetful people like me.
That brings me back to the necklace, and Gods heart.)
It has been amazing to see what an impact a tangible thing has on my mood. A quick fingering of this necklace and I am reminded of who I really am.
Now I feel He wants me to remind you. That necklace or not- In Gods Heart you too are...
Created- I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psalms 139:14
Chosen- The Lord has chosen you to be His treasured possession
Deuteronomy 14:2
Celebrated- He will take great delight in you...He will rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
Cherished- I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving kindness.
Jeremiah 31:3
and so much more. You are His beloved. You ARE His heart.
...and you are in mine.
Necklace link: God's heart for You Necklace
There have been moments of my life arranged in such a way this week that I knew I had to come here and share my heart- strike that-His heart for you.
(It all started with my hubby surprising me with a new necklace. I have been wanting it for AWHILE now. I knew he was planning to get it, but fiscally I didn't see it happening...but it did.
Then yesterday in conversation he asked me why I stopped taking time to blog. You see, this page is really the only time I take for myself outside of my devotional time. My life is very child minded. All of my hobbies, other blogs and life in general revolve around being present for my children, or my children. I don't say this as a bad thing. It's the purpose in my life right now, and I love it. But, after our conversation I got to thinking and realized that maybe this fact is why I've felt so heavy and exhausted lately.
Then this morning, as though a confirming nudge from God I received a quick comment from a dear sister. It reminded me that all our journeys are linked. That God uses each of us mightily in each others life's.
I needed that reminder. I am grateful for it.
Reminders are good, especially for forgetful people like me.
That brings me back to the necklace, and Gods heart.)
It has been amazing to see what an impact a tangible thing has on my mood. A quick fingering of this necklace and I am reminded of who I really am.
Now I feel He wants me to remind you. That necklace or not- In Gods Heart you too are...
Created- I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made.
Psalms 139:14
Chosen- The Lord has chosen you to be His treasured possession
Deuteronomy 14:2
Celebrated- He will take great delight in you...He will rejoice over you with singing.
Zephaniah 3:17
Cherished- I have loved you with an everlasting love; I have drawn you with loving kindness.
Jeremiah 31:3
and so much more. You are His beloved. You ARE His heart.
...and you are in mine.
Necklace link: God's heart for You Necklace
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Tonight...
I come.
To seek refuge. To wait. To hope. To kneel.
Tonight, I wonder.
How can a weary body be home to such a fullness in spirit? How can I feel so weak, yet my resolve be so strong? How can I learn to rest at His feet when my calling is so urgent and consuming? How can I let go of this need to do it all, when I know that I can do NOTHING without Him?
Tonight, I pray.
That I can step outside of this box. That I can fully give of myself without resentment, and exhaustion. That He will show me His will and way. That I will let go of it all, to sit at His feet with my family and bask in how bountifully He has chosen to bless us. That His beloved will all feel His presence, love, provision, grace, and mercy. That we can sing a new song. A song to shed our broken bodies or spirits. A song that brings our eyes always back to the cross.
Tonight, I listen.
I strain. You are whispering. You are calling. You oh Lord are using my tired body to shout.
...stop Here dear one. Rest Here. Don't forget that I cradle you in My hands. I am your Abba. Only I know the hairs on your head, and the intentions in your heart of hearts. I am your Maker. A word of My mouth caused the days to turn to night so that you may rest. Find your rest in Me. Trust that I know what I am doing for you. Let go, I WILL catch it all. Rest on my promises. I am.
Tonight, I rest.
To seek refuge. To wait. To hope. To kneel.
Tonight, I wonder.
How can a weary body be home to such a fullness in spirit? How can I feel so weak, yet my resolve be so strong? How can I learn to rest at His feet when my calling is so urgent and consuming? How can I let go of this need to do it all, when I know that I can do NOTHING without Him?
Tonight, I pray.
That I can step outside of this box. That I can fully give of myself without resentment, and exhaustion. That He will show me His will and way. That I will let go of it all, to sit at His feet with my family and bask in how bountifully He has chosen to bless us. That His beloved will all feel His presence, love, provision, grace, and mercy. That we can sing a new song. A song to shed our broken bodies or spirits. A song that brings our eyes always back to the cross.
Tonight, I listen.
I strain. You are whispering. You are calling. You oh Lord are using my tired body to shout.
...stop Here dear one. Rest Here. Don't forget that I cradle you in My hands. I am your Abba. Only I know the hairs on your head, and the intentions in your heart of hearts. I am your Maker. A word of My mouth caused the days to turn to night so that you may rest. Find your rest in Me. Trust that I know what I am doing for you. Let go, I WILL catch it all. Rest on my promises. I am.
Tonight, I rest.
Monday, August 31, 2009
Multitude Monday...
...Of being lost in the moment with the ones I am blessed to hear call me mama...
...for a husbands faith
...for a quiet moment
...watching fruit ripen...of the soul and on the trees
...soft cheeks longing to be snuggled
...sunsets seen while laying on a bed of feathered emerald...so soft, so cool; how could we not bask in His creativity and goodness?
...for thoughtful moments
...soul sisters
...the privilege to be a good mans wife, my children teacher, and fully and deeply loved by the Creator.
...for belly laughs
...and a clean sink
..for all this and more
I am blessed. I am grateful.
Tuesday, May 05, 2009
Answered Prayers
I asked you all to join me and countless others in praying for Stellan. I DO believe there is great healing power in sincere unified prayer. I'd love it if you took a peek at what Our might God has done for MckMama and her family...Sweet Stellan
....I hope you never forget that we serve a living God, who listens. He is sovereign, He may not always answer according to our will and wishes, but He will always listen.
Qouting the Shack: "I'm especially fond of him"
He cares for each of us deeply...for you .....deeper then you can imagine, AND he has a grand plan with each of our names on it. I pray that we will all be vessels of His goodness like Stellan.
Thursday, April 23, 2009
MIA
I know I've been quiet here in bloggyland. I'm going to try and work it back into my schedule. The thing is I've really had to reassess my priorities, and my goals. I love blogging, but I also know I have a tenancy toward additive/obsessive behavior. So I've stepped back. From the Internet, the TV, the phone. I've removed a lot of the auxiliary distractions so I can focus my life on what I feel is it's purpose; Real authentic relationships.
First, with my sweet Savior who shows me his Mercy and astounding Grace daily. I have always chatted with Him. I've never been good at the pretty prayers. Our talks are much more conversational. I used to feel like that was wrong. If only I could focus better, study more, and speak more eloquently...if only. I have never liked praying out loud for that reason. Then while reading The Shack He gave me such a breath of fresh air. I felt such peace. He's my Savior, my Daddy, My Friend- my everything OF COURSE I can chat with Him. He wants a real meat and potatoes relationship with each of us.... rambling covos and all. He is my primary focus.
Then with my husband. There are many parts of our relationship that are growing and flourishing like all the lovely flowers this time of year. When I decided to be the wife God ordained me to be and step out of that place of control God really did step in. In so many ways we are stronger. My husbands faith is growing stronger as he tries to fully wrap his mind around the beautiful life changing concept of Grace. I'm loving every moment of his growth, but that doesn't mean that the issues we have as a couple just disappear. Some weeds it seems have very deep roots. But spring is here. In reality and in my soul so I'm doing some gardening. This takes time, time I would usually devote to my blog.
Next of course is my relationship with my children. When deciding to home school I didn't really realize how deeply it would change me. Through all my studying and preparations for this fall I have discovered that there are a few fundamental truths I had been ignoring. I think I've been a good mother- actually I pride myself on that fact BUT there is always room for improvement. My children are not people to be that I must control, and form with my own plan and labor.I don't always need to fret about the "man or woman" they will become. They are fully themselves and people just like I am now.I don't need to form them; God did that work- and He only creates masterpieces. If I truly believe that they are full of untold potential and capable of processing their own knowledge then I am not smarter or better then them just because I'm an adult. They crave knowledge and experience. That is what separates the adult from the child. Yelling doesn't give them either of those things, but fully authentic engaged relationships do. I'm not saying I was a checked out mom, but at times I've felt too overwhelmed to function. The thing is, that now that I see them in this new light of seekers of knowledge and experience things aren't so daunting. When Joan asked me where I've been I told her living, because that's where I am. Here in the moment living, enjoying my children, and loving almost every minute of it.
Finally, there is my relationship with all of you. My friends, my Sisters, my unknown readers. I want to be a great authentic friend and servant to you. I want to pray for your needs, and help where I can. I want us to grow both in our faith and our friendship. These times are scary. I want us to think of Christ as our bon fire. He will keep us warm as we sit focused on Him and wrapping each other tightly in blankets of prayer. Our unified praise will feed His presence. His light will be all we see, His grace and mercy will taste sweeter then marsh mellows ever could. But to enjoy this kind of moment I know I have to find a place to block the city lights and distractions.
So there you have it. To this purpose I have been MIA. I am seeking deeper relationships in living. In the here and now. They call it the present because it truly is a gift. Here is when my God works, here is where my marriage and family grow, and right now is when I'm reaching out my hand to you. Please pray for me in this endeavor and lifestyle adjustment. I am seeking balance over obsession. Thank you all, and hopefully it won't be too long before we chat again.
First, with my sweet Savior who shows me his Mercy and astounding Grace daily. I have always chatted with Him. I've never been good at the pretty prayers. Our talks are much more conversational. I used to feel like that was wrong. If only I could focus better, study more, and speak more eloquently...if only. I have never liked praying out loud for that reason. Then while reading The Shack He gave me such a breath of fresh air. I felt such peace. He's my Savior, my Daddy, My Friend- my everything OF COURSE I can chat with Him. He wants a real meat and potatoes relationship with each of us.... rambling covos and all. He is my primary focus.
Then with my husband. There are many parts of our relationship that are growing and flourishing like all the lovely flowers this time of year. When I decided to be the wife God ordained me to be and step out of that place of control God really did step in. In so many ways we are stronger. My husbands faith is growing stronger as he tries to fully wrap his mind around the beautiful life changing concept of Grace. I'm loving every moment of his growth, but that doesn't mean that the issues we have as a couple just disappear. Some weeds it seems have very deep roots. But spring is here. In reality and in my soul so I'm doing some gardening. This takes time, time I would usually devote to my blog.
Next of course is my relationship with my children. When deciding to home school I didn't really realize how deeply it would change me. Through all my studying and preparations for this fall I have discovered that there are a few fundamental truths I had been ignoring. I think I've been a good mother- actually I pride myself on that fact BUT there is always room for improvement. My children are not people to be that I must control, and form with my own plan and labor.I don't always need to fret about the "man or woman" they will become. They are fully themselves and people just like I am now.I don't need to form them; God did that work- and He only creates masterpieces. If I truly believe that they are full of untold potential and capable of processing their own knowledge then I am not smarter or better then them just because I'm an adult. They crave knowledge and experience. That is what separates the adult from the child. Yelling doesn't give them either of those things, but fully authentic engaged relationships do. I'm not saying I was a checked out mom, but at times I've felt too overwhelmed to function. The thing is, that now that I see them in this new light of seekers of knowledge and experience things aren't so daunting. When Joan asked me where I've been I told her living, because that's where I am. Here in the moment living, enjoying my children, and loving almost every minute of it.
Finally, there is my relationship with all of you. My friends, my Sisters, my unknown readers. I want to be a great authentic friend and servant to you. I want to pray for your needs, and help where I can. I want us to grow both in our faith and our friendship. These times are scary. I want us to think of Christ as our bon fire. He will keep us warm as we sit focused on Him and wrapping each other tightly in blankets of prayer. Our unified praise will feed His presence. His light will be all we see, His grace and mercy will taste sweeter then marsh mellows ever could. But to enjoy this kind of moment I know I have to find a place to block the city lights and distractions.
So there you have it. To this purpose I have been MIA. I am seeking deeper relationships in living. In the here and now. They call it the present because it truly is a gift. Here is when my God works, here is where my marriage and family grow, and right now is when I'm reaching out my hand to you. Please pray for me in this endeavor and lifestyle adjustment. I am seeking balance over obsession. Thank you all, and hopefully it won't be too long before we chat again.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Pray...
It's not often that all my blogs focus on one thing. I keep them separate for a reason. If you follow more then one of them forgive me the multiple posts. But tonight I'm begging you...believer to believer, mama to mama, friend to friend. please pray for Stellan and his family.
If you've never heard of him pop on over by clicking the button. His story is an amazing testament to what a mighty God we serve. Tonight, just like the last few nights I will be on my knees begging God to grant his mother strength to accept His will for her child, and pleading that he will be healed. Please join me and countless others....let our voices be one unified voice bringing this child to the Great Physician.
If you've never heard of him pop on over by clicking the button. His story is an amazing testament to what a mighty God we serve. Tonight, just like the last few nights I will be on my knees begging God to grant his mother strength to accept His will for her child, and pleading that he will be healed. Please join me and countless others....let our voices be one unified voice bringing this child to the Great Physician.
Sunday, March 22, 2009
Seeing His hand.
My life has been chaotic. It has been exhausting. I have failed to do many things l've planned the last month. I've had sick kids, been a single-ish mom, and had many days where I've wept for the crosses people I love are baring. Now that may sound bad, but I will tell this...I have been seeing Gods hands at work.
I have cried out as He grab me close and calmed me down.
...It's just a moment, my love. You can do this for a moment.
I have seen Him mold hardships into His glory.
....my friends your faith and trust in His Will inspires me, and many others. Your acts of trust are bringing Him glory.
I have felt His call.
...we will be using Charlotte Mason next year for home schooling. I am intimidated by the curriculum but He is my masters so I will follow.
I have watched Him touch my husbands heart.
....Church is now a priority. He invited his best friend to attend with us (GASP!). He likes my christian music, and said he would go to a concert with me when I told him a few friends of ours just went. He is growing and his heart is turning to our King.
So in the chaos He is there, working. His hands are busier then a mother of 3 trying to conquer the world or just The leaning tower of dishes.....He is here, and I am grateful for His hands.
I have cried out as He grab me close and calmed me down.
Fear not, for I am with you; Be not dismayed, for I am your God.
I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand -Isaiah 41:10
I will strengthen you, Yes, I will help you, I will uphold you with My righteous right hand -Isaiah 41:10
...It's just a moment, my love. You can do this for a moment.
I have seen Him mold hardships into His glory.
For if we are faithful to the end, trusting God just as firmly as when
we first believed, we will share in all that belongs to Christ
-Hebrews 3:14
we first believed, we will share in all that belongs to Christ
-Hebrews 3:14
....my friends your faith and trust in His Will inspires me, and many others. Your acts of trust are bringing Him glory.
I have felt His call.
I will teach all your children, and they will enjoy great peace -Isaiah 54:13
Don’t copy the behavior and customs of this world, but let God transform you into a new person by changing the way you think. Then you will learn to know God’s will for you, which is good and pleasing and perfect.- Romans 12:2...we will be using Charlotte Mason next year for home schooling. I am intimidated by the curriculum but He is my masters so I will follow.
I have watched Him touch my husbands heart.
And let us not grow weary while doing good, for in due
season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.-Galatians 6:9
season we shall reap if we do not lose heart.-Galatians 6:9
....Church is now a priority. He invited his best friend to attend with us (GASP!). He likes my christian music, and said he would go to a concert with me when I told him a few friends of ours just went. He is growing and his heart is turning to our King.
So in the chaos He is there, working. His hands are busier then a mother of 3 trying to conquer the world or just The leaning tower of dishes.....He is here, and I am grateful for His hands.
Tuesday, March 03, 2009
Just a moment....
I wanted to share this excerpt from Max Lucado "It's not about ME" . I keep flagging sections to go back and read again. This particular section spoke so deeply to me:
The brevity of life grants power to abide, not an excuse to bail. Fleeting days don't justify fleeing problems. Fleeting days strengthen us to endure problems. Will your problems pass? No guarantee they will. Will your pain cease? Perhaps. Perhaps not. But heaven gives us this promise: "our light affliction, which is for but a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory" (2 Corinthians 4:17 nkjv)
The words "weight of glory" conjure up images of the ancient pan scale. Remember the blindfolded lady of justice? She holds a pan scale-two pans, one on either side of the needle. The weight of a purchase would be determined by placing weights on one side and the purchase on the other.
God does the same with your struggles, On one side He stacks all your burdens. Famines. Firings. Parents who forgot you. Bosses who ignore you.Bad breaks, bad health, bad days. Stack them up and watch one side of the pan scale plummet.
Now witness Gods response. Does He remove them? Eliminate the burdens? No, rather then take them, He offsets them. He places an eternal weight of glory on the other side. Endless joy. Measureless peace. An eternity of Him. Watch what happens when He sets eternity on your scale.
Everything changes! the burdens lift. The heavy becomes light when weighed against eternity. If life is "just a moment" can't we endure any challenge for a moment?
We can be sick for just a moment.
We can be lonely for just a moment.
We can be persecuted for just a moment.
We can struggle for just a moment.
Can't we?
Can't we wait for our peace? It's not about us anyway. And it's certainly not about now.
-It's not about Me
By Max Lucado
chapter 5 pg54-56
......reading that was like a light bulb moment for me. It's not easy to think of our HUGE issues as being just a moment within a moment, but it is....
All of it is only a moment. This earth, these bodies, they are not our home. He paid the price to assure that with His blood, the least I can do is accept His gift and humbly surrender every moment on this fleeting earth to Him, and His will.
The brevity of life grants power to abide, not an excuse to bail. Fleeting days don't justify fleeing problems. Fleeting days strengthen us to endure problems. Will your problems pass? No guarantee they will. Will your pain cease? Perhaps. Perhaps not. But heaven gives us this promise: "our light affliction, which is for but a moment, is working for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory" (2 Corinthians 4:17 nkjv)
The words "weight of glory" conjure up images of the ancient pan scale. Remember the blindfolded lady of justice? She holds a pan scale-two pans, one on either side of the needle. The weight of a purchase would be determined by placing weights on one side and the purchase on the other.
God does the same with your struggles, On one side He stacks all your burdens. Famines. Firings. Parents who forgot you. Bosses who ignore you.Bad breaks, bad health, bad days. Stack them up and watch one side of the pan scale plummet.
Now witness Gods response. Does He remove them? Eliminate the burdens? No, rather then take them, He offsets them. He places an eternal weight of glory on the other side. Endless joy. Measureless peace. An eternity of Him. Watch what happens when He sets eternity on your scale.
Everything changes! the burdens lift. The heavy becomes light when weighed against eternity. If life is "just a moment" can't we endure any challenge for a moment?
We can be sick for just a moment.
We can be lonely for just a moment.
We can be persecuted for just a moment.
We can struggle for just a moment.
Can't we?
Can't we wait for our peace? It's not about us anyway. And it's certainly not about now.
-It's not about Me
By Max Lucado
chapter 5 pg54-56
......reading that was like a light bulb moment for me. It's not easy to think of our HUGE issues as being just a moment within a moment, but it is....
All of it is only a moment. This earth, these bodies, they are not our home. He paid the price to assure that with His blood, the least I can do is accept His gift and humbly surrender every moment on this fleeting earth to Him, and His will.
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
A letter from God...
...as He revealed to Max Lucado in Come Thirsty......
Dear Child of Mine,
Are you thirsty? Come and drink. I am one who comforts you. I bought you and complete you. I delight in you and claim you as my own, rejoicing over you as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride. I will never fail you or forsake you.1
You sometimes say, “The Lord has deserted us; the Lord has forgotten us.” But, can a mother forget her nursing child? Can she feel no love for a child she has borne? But even if that were possible, I would not forget you! I paid for you with the precious lifeblood of Christ, my sinless, spotless Lamb. No one will snatch you away from me. See, I have written your name on my hand. I call you my friend. Why, the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are valuable to me.3
Give me your burdens, I will take care of you. I know how weak you are; that you are made of dust. Give all your worries and cares to me, for I care about what happens to you.4
So, don’t worry. I never tire or sleep. I stand beside you. My angels encamp around you. I hide you in the shelter of my presence. I will go ahead of you directing your steps and delighting in every detail of your life. If you stumble, you will not fall, for I hold you by the hand. I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.6
Wars will break out near and far, but don’t panic I have overcome the world. Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. I surround you with a shield of love.7 I will make you fruitful in the land of suffering, trading beauty for ashes, joy for mourning, praise for despair. I live with the low-spirited and spirit crushed. I put new spirit in you and get you on your feet again. Weeping may go on all night, but joy comes with the morning. If I am for you, who can ever be against you?8
Your death is swallowed up in victory. I disarmed the evil rulers and authorities and broke the power of the Devil, who had the power of death. Blessed are those who die in the Lord. Your citizenship is in heaven. Come, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you where I will remove all of your sorrows, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain.10
You are worried and troubled about many things; trust me with all your heart. I know how to rescue godly people from their trials. My Spirit helps you in your distress. Let me strengthen you with my glorious power. I did not spare my Son but gave him up for you. Won’t I give you everything else? March on, dear soul, with courage! Never give up. I will help you. I will uphold you.11
Remember, I am at hand. Come to me when you are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. I delight in you; and I can be trusted to keep my promise. Come and drink the water of life.12
Your Maker, Your Father,
God
(1 Isaiah 55:1, Isaiah 51:12, 1 Cor. 6:20, Col. 2:10, Isaiah 62:4-5, Hebrews 13:5 2 Deut. 32:10 MSG, Zeph. 3:17, Psalm 139:17-18, Romans 8:35 3 Isaiah 49:14-15, 1 Peter 1:19, John 10:28, Isaiah 49:16, Jn. 15:15, Matt. 10:29-31 4 Psalm 55:22, Psalm 103:13-14, 1 Peter 5:7 5 Isaiah 26:3-4, 1 Peter 2:25, Isaiah 43:2 6 Matt. 6:34, Psalm 121:3, Psalm 34:7, Psalm 31:20, Deut. 31:6, Psalm 37:23-24, Psalm 32:8 7 Matt. 24:6, John 16:33, Phil. 4:6, Psalm 5:12 8 Gen. 41:52, Isa. 61:1-3, Isa. 57:15, Psalm 30:5, Romans 8:31 9 Amos 5:12, 2 Cor. 12:9, Isa. 38:17, Micah 7:19, 1 Cor. 6:11, Isa. 44:22 10 1 Cor. 15:54, Col. 2:15, Heb. 2:14, Rev. 14:13, Phil. 3:20, Matt. 25:34, Rev. 21:4 11 Luke 10:41, Prov. 3:5, 2 Pet. 2:9, Rom. 8:26, Col. 1:11, Rom. 8:32, Judges 5:21, 2 Cor. 4:1, Isa. 41:10 12 Phi. 4:5, Matt. 11:28, Psalm 149:4, Heb. 10:23, Rev. 22:17)
Dwell in it loves, and let it wash over you today....
The God of the universe loves YOU like that....
That's a powerful, soul moving thought- and it truly is all the gospel truth.
Dear Child of Mine,
Are you thirsty? Come and drink. I am one who comforts you. I bought you and complete you. I delight in you and claim you as my own, rejoicing over you as a bridegroom rejoices over his bride. I will never fail you or forsake you.1
RECEIVE MY LOVE
You sometimes say, “The Lord has deserted us; the Lord has forgotten us.” But, can a mother forget her nursing child? Can she feel no love for a child she has borne? But even if that were possible, I would not forget you! I paid for you with the precious lifeblood of Christ, my sinless, spotless Lamb. No one will snatch you away from me. See, I have written your name on my hand. I call you my friend. Why, the very hairs on your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are valuable to me.3
Give me your burdens, I will take care of you. I know how weak you are; that you are made of dust. Give all your worries and cares to me, for I care about what happens to you.4
TRUST MY OVERSIGHT
So, don’t worry. I never tire or sleep. I stand beside you. My angels encamp around you. I hide you in the shelter of my presence. I will go ahead of you directing your steps and delighting in every detail of your life. If you stumble, you will not fall, for I hold you by the hand. I will guide you along the best pathway for your life.6
Wars will break out near and far, but don’t panic I have overcome the world. Don’t worry about anything; instead, pray about everything. I surround you with a shield of love.7 I will make you fruitful in the land of suffering, trading beauty for ashes, joy for mourning, praise for despair. I live with the low-spirited and spirit crushed. I put new spirit in you and get you on your feet again. Weeping may go on all night, but joy comes with the morning. If I am for you, who can ever be against you?8
ACCEPT MY VICTORY
Your death is swallowed up in victory. I disarmed the evil rulers and authorities and broke the power of the Devil, who had the power of death. Blessed are those who die in the Lord. Your citizenship is in heaven. Come, inherit the Kingdom prepared for you where I will remove all of your sorrows, and there will be no more death or sorrow or crying or pain.10
RELY ON MY ENERGY
Remember, I am at hand. Come to me when you are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. I delight in you; and I can be trusted to keep my promise. Come and drink the water of life.12
Your Maker, Your Father,
God
(1 Isaiah 55:1, Isaiah 51:12, 1 Cor. 6:20, Col. 2:10, Isaiah 62:4-5, Hebrews 13:5 2 Deut. 32:10 MSG, Zeph. 3:17, Psalm 139:17-18, Romans 8:35 3 Isaiah 49:14-15, 1 Peter 1:19, John 10:28, Isaiah 49:16, Jn. 15:15, Matt. 10:29-31 4 Psalm 55:22, Psalm 103:13-14, 1 Peter 5:7 5 Isaiah 26:3-4, 1 Peter 2:25, Isaiah 43:2 6 Matt. 6:34, Psalm 121:3, Psalm 34:7, Psalm 31:20, Deut. 31:6, Psalm 37:23-24, Psalm 32:8 7 Matt. 24:6, John 16:33, Phil. 4:6, Psalm 5:12 8 Gen. 41:52, Isa. 61:1-3, Isa. 57:15, Psalm 30:5, Romans 8:31 9 Amos 5:12, 2 Cor. 12:9, Isa. 38:17, Micah 7:19, 1 Cor. 6:11, Isa. 44:22 10 1 Cor. 15:54, Col. 2:15, Heb. 2:14, Rev. 14:13, Phil. 3:20, Matt. 25:34, Rev. 21:4 11 Luke 10:41, Prov. 3:5, 2 Pet. 2:9, Rom. 8:26, Col. 1:11, Rom. 8:32, Judges 5:21, 2 Cor. 4:1, Isa. 41:10 12 Phi. 4:5, Matt. 11:28, Psalm 149:4, Heb. 10:23, Rev. 22:17)
Dwell in it loves, and let it wash over you today....
The God of the universe loves YOU like that....
That's a powerful, soul moving thought- and it truly is all the gospel truth.
Monday, February 23, 2009
M &M's and Other treats....
Last week was a mixed bag for me.
I did manage to memorize Hebrews 10:23-25, but my plan for nightly meditation was a complete flop. I kept falling asleep on the couch fully exhausted from taking care of sick babies, and trying to keep my household together. I figure God will honor my efforts, AND I must have thought about it enough to memorize it...so that kinda counts right????
Oh Bother....No more excuses.....
What I did glean from my brief meditation in it was great. I realized that these verses are almost like my personal mission statement. This is the believer I want to be all the time.
I want to hold on to my God TIGHTLY without wavering, trusting Him alone. The power of that thought is huge for me. I often struggle with fully trusting Him. I know He will protect, love, shelter, and provide for me... I know that because he promised it. But, I often find myself trying to figure it out on my own. This week it dawned on me that every time I seek MY understanding it's like I'm wavering. hmmmm....wow.....
I kept picturing Abby walking on the side walk near the road.She keeps looking cross-ways towards me (almost daring me), then testing her boundaries she steps into the road. Luckily, I see what she can not and I grab her as a car flies past. Two things happen. First, I am so grateful I could save her. She's more precious to me then any worldly possession. Then, I feel her squeeze a little tighter, and I hope that this time she's learned her lesson. The way I am about my kids- it's how Our Daddy is about us. What He would give for us to just trust Him and reach for His hand, and not blindly seek our own way. Yet, He's so good that even when we do waver and step into danger He is there to sweep us up. I need to reach for Him, and not let go before even taking one step...He will keep his promises.
I want to encourage and motivate my fellow believers. I want to show my faith in all aspects of my life by showing kindness and love. I want to gather my village (much more then I do now). I don't want to wait for the right moment, or a clean house, or whatever any more. I want to do these things without thought. I want it to flow naturally from me so that others will see that the Grace of God does set you free. I want to share my faith by example because sometimes people only respond to a whisper. I know the day of His return is drawing near and I really want to see everyone I love at His side.
So yes, even in my fast food meditation He called to me. This is the believer I want to be.
This weeks M&M verse is:
I did manage to memorize Hebrews 10:23-25, but my plan for nightly meditation was a complete flop. I kept falling asleep on the couch fully exhausted from taking care of sick babies, and trying to keep my household together. I figure God will honor my efforts, AND I must have thought about it enough to memorize it...so that kinda counts right????
Oh Bother....No more excuses.....
What I did glean from my brief meditation in it was great. I realized that these verses are almost like my personal mission statement. This is the believer I want to be all the time.
I want to hold on to my God TIGHTLY without wavering, trusting Him alone. The power of that thought is huge for me. I often struggle with fully trusting Him. I know He will protect, love, shelter, and provide for me... I know that because he promised it. But, I often find myself trying to figure it out on my own. This week it dawned on me that every time I seek MY understanding it's like I'm wavering. hmmmm....wow.....
I kept picturing Abby walking on the side walk near the road.She keeps looking cross-ways towards me (almost daring me), then testing her boundaries she steps into the road. Luckily, I see what she can not and I grab her as a car flies past. Two things happen. First, I am so grateful I could save her. She's more precious to me then any worldly possession. Then, I feel her squeeze a little tighter, and I hope that this time she's learned her lesson. The way I am about my kids- it's how Our Daddy is about us. What He would give for us to just trust Him and reach for His hand, and not blindly seek our own way. Yet, He's so good that even when we do waver and step into danger He is there to sweep us up. I need to reach for Him, and not let go before even taking one step...He will keep his promises.
I want to encourage and motivate my fellow believers. I want to show my faith in all aspects of my life by showing kindness and love. I want to gather my village (much more then I do now). I don't want to wait for the right moment, or a clean house, or whatever any more. I want to do these things without thought. I want it to flow naturally from me so that others will see that the Grace of God does set you free. I want to share my faith by example because sometimes people only respond to a whisper. I know the day of His return is drawing near and I really want to see everyone I love at His side.
So yes, even in my fast food meditation He called to me. This is the believer I want to be.
This weeks M&M verse is:
Do everything readily and cheerfully—no bickering, no second-guessing allowed!
-Philippians 2:14 (MSG)
... as for those other tasty treats....
For those of you that don't follow my other blog I'd like to share a praise report. We WILL be homeschooling next year. Just today my Hubby asked what our school name is going to be so he can think about a logo. He's behind me 100% now in this endeavor, and that's all God work for you. If you'd like to track our home school journey you can find it here: Rough Draft.
Also please continue to keep Jay in your prayers.God is working mightily through them (he is starting to work on seeking his personal truth and relationship with God), yet there are always those days that discouragement seeps into my thoughts.
Thank you for your prayers, and know that each and everyday I am praying for you. Please don't ever hesitate to let me know how I can specifically pray for you, I fully believe there is an extra oomph in the specifics!
-Philippians 2:14 (MSG)
... as for those other tasty treats....
For those of you that don't follow my other blog I'd like to share a praise report. We WILL be homeschooling next year. Just today my Hubby asked what our school name is going to be so he can think about a logo. He's behind me 100% now in this endeavor, and that's all God work for you. If you'd like to track our home school journey you can find it here: Rough Draft.
Also please continue to keep Jay in your prayers.God is working mightily through them (he is starting to work on seeking his personal truth and relationship with God), yet there are always those days that discouragement seeps into my thoughts.
Thank you for your prayers, and know that each and everyday I am praying for you. Please don't ever hesitate to let me know how I can specifically pray for you, I fully believe there is an extra oomph in the specifics!
Monday, February 16, 2009
More from Mondays!
I have decided to start doing M&M Mondays.....what's that you say?
Something way sweeter then Mars could ever dream up, I'll tell you that!
My dear friend Joan wrote about God's recipe for success last week and it got me thinking. What can I do to help me be ever present in His Word. So I borrowed her prayer and I prayed:
Lord, I pray that Your definition of success is what I will seek after. May I look into Your Word to follow the path You have set before me. May I become a successful woman who knows Your Word, loves Your Word, and lives Your Word.
...then yesterday he gave me this idea.
......Memorization....
I have hidden your word in my heart,
that I might not sin against you.
-Psalms 119:11
.....and Meditation......
I rise before the dawning of the morning,
And cry for help; I hope in Your word.
My eyes are awake through the night watches,
That I may meditate on Your word.
Hear my voice according to Your loving kindness;
O LORD, revive me according to Your justice.
-Psalms 119:147-149
....actually all of Psalms 119 is a testament to this practice.
I can't think of a sweeter way to start my week then digesting HIS M&M's.
It is suggested that people who meditate live longer, healthier lives.That is great. But, I want to safe guard my spirit too. So here is my plan:
Every Monday I will choose a Bible verse that is relevant to my life. Then I will print it and post it around my house. That way I see it for my fast food moments. But every night after my prayers I plan to meditate solely on the verse, relaxing, taking deep cleansing breaths and allowing The Spirit to wash over me. I will then re-post the following Monday what He has revealed through His word, and choose a new verse.
I hope you will join me on this and share your personal verses, and revelations. I think it will be awesome to see how our Daddy speaks to us when we give Him our full attention.
Here is a link on Biblical Mediation. It's a long read but full of wonderful incite, and things to chew on.
My Verses for this week:
Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise. Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works. And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near
-Hebrews 10:23-25
Something way sweeter then Mars could ever dream up, I'll tell you that!
My dear friend Joan wrote about God's recipe for success last week and it got me thinking. What can I do to help me be ever present in His Word. So I borrowed her prayer and I prayed:
Lord, I pray that Your definition of success is what I will seek after. May I look into Your Word to follow the path You have set before me. May I become a successful woman who knows Your Word, loves Your Word, and lives Your Word.
...then yesterday he gave me this idea.
......Memorization....
I have hidden your word in my heart,
that I might not sin against you.
-Psalms 119:11
.....and Meditation......
I rise before the dawning of the morning,
And cry for help; I hope in Your word.
My eyes are awake through the night watches,
That I may meditate on Your word.
Hear my voice according to Your loving kindness;
O LORD, revive me according to Your justice.
-Psalms 119:147-149
....actually all of Psalms 119 is a testament to this practice.
I can't think of a sweeter way to start my week then digesting HIS M&M's.
It is suggested that people who meditate live longer, healthier lives.That is great. But, I want to safe guard my spirit too. So here is my plan:
Every Monday I will choose a Bible verse that is relevant to my life. Then I will print it and post it around my house. That way I see it for my fast food moments. But every night after my prayers I plan to meditate solely on the verse, relaxing, taking deep cleansing breaths and allowing The Spirit to wash over me. I will then re-post the following Monday what He has revealed through His word, and choose a new verse.
I hope you will join me on this and share your personal verses, and revelations. I think it will be awesome to see how our Daddy speaks to us when we give Him our full attention.
Here is a link on Biblical Mediation. It's a long read but full of wonderful incite, and things to chew on.
My Verses for this week:
Let us hold tightly without wavering to the hope we affirm, for God can be trusted to keep his promise. Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works. And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another, especially now that the day of his return is drawing near
-Hebrews 10:23-25
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