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February 22, 2012

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At the beginning of the year, I decided to change-up my Bible reading plan. Usually, because I like order and checklists, I start at Genesis and go through. I got daring one time and went in chronological order. This year I decided to start with the New Testament, because usually by the time I get there in my reading plan, I am worn out. My get up and go has gotten up and tried to leave, as my mama would say. I wanted to have fresh eyes for The Good News.

One of the things I really love about my current Bible are the footnotes. I don’t always agree with them, but they always make me think. While reading about the Transfiguration, I found this one footnote very interesting.

The disciples were at the crucial point of commitment to Jesus. Everything hinged on who He was to them. (The Women’s Study Bible, Thomas Nelson)

Much like the disciples, we don’t know what is coming this year. For many of us, January threw us for a loop. For the rest, there will most likely be some loops down the road. As is the case so often with our lives, men and women alike, many of the battles we face are in the privacy of our own hearts and minds. We may have let in a person or two, and in wisdom probably should, but the nitty-gritty of the battle is inside ourselves. Even when these battles turn public, either because someone through us into the spotlight or because the signs of warfare are visible, we still must rage the war from the inside. We can go through the motions outwardly, we can look as if to be making all the right maneuvers, but if we are not solidifying our very core with the truth of God’s word, we will not endure.

Everything will hinge on who He is to us.

Walking faithfully in victory will hinge on who He is to us.

Getting up from a seemingly obliterating defeat will hinge on who He is to us.

All the in between will hinge on who He is to us.

And who He is to us is determined in the very closets of our lives. In our alone time of prayer and study. In our private moments of joyful celebration. In our secret moments of primal pain.  The church body and fellowship can build us up when we are wounded and keep our feet on the ground when we feel exalted. Our friends and family are so very necessary in these battles. The hand to hand combat, however, is ours. It is at those moments, much like the disciples, when we find ourselves at a crucial point in out commitment to Christ. Will we trust Him to be who He says He when the battle gets bloody? Will we keep Him exalted in His rightful place when we advance in victory?

Everything hinges on who He is to us.

Sweet sisters, I challenge you as much as myself, solidify who Jesus is. Not prove it. Not work it out. Solidify who He has already told you He was.

Advocate. Deliverer. Our Hope. Peace. Redemption. Healer.

Our very God with us.

Beseech the Holy Spirit to give you fresh eyes to see Christ for He IS.

Everything hinges on it.

2 Timothy 2:19 (NKJV)

 ” Nevertheless the solid foundation of God stands, having this seal: “The Lord knows those who are His,”…”

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Falling In Love….Again

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I remember the first time I saw him.

A new family moved into our church’s neighborhood and while I say they were new, their family had been going to our church for years, but this one branch had finally settled with the rest of the family.  I was a young girl in college, playing the piano at church on the weekends.  The woman sang in the choir.  She situated herself so that she sat beside me when I stepped down from the piano.  She would whisper to me about her son that would soon be visiting, place photos of him in my Bible…just plain harass me about the guy.  I asked my mother to always be a bearer between me and the crazy lady.

Then her son finally started coming to church with her and he would stare at me through the entire service.

Creepy!

But one Sunday I didn’t play the piano and sat on the back row.  Low and behold if the son didn’t sit right in front of me.  I thought about slipping out…but then I noticed his shoulders and his hair.  Broad and blond…his hair was blond, shoulders broad.  He was a professional boxer and had just had his last fight, retired at the age of 28.  He had come to his parents’ home to recuperate and plan his future.

His mother decided I was his future.

And I guess I was.  We’ll be married 26 years this June.

It was not love at first sight, but there was lots of laughter and the love soon followed.  He chased, I told him to get lost, he teased, I laughed, he offered free food and I accepted!

Looking back over the past 26  years…well 28…we dated for two years first….I’ve noticed that sometimes, we take each other for granted, the specialness of our relationship is sometimes missing, we just expect things from the other person because it’s always been given before.  Words of thankfulness don’t always appear in our conversations and worst of all, communication sometimes lacks completely.

It’s not that there isn’t love; it’s that the love relationship hasn’t always been tended to.  We’ve been busy making sure there are groceries in the cabinets, the cars are all running, the bills are being paid, and the clothes are being washed (just to name a few distractions).  These are all good, but not the most important thing.

The love must be nurtured above all else.

But one thing is needful: and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.  Luke 10:42 KJV

Unfortunately, this could also be said about some spiritual relationships.

I look at new Christians much like I look at newlyweds and I’m envious.  I want that spark and sizzle I see in them, that “can’t stand to be apart from each other” attitude.  Their love just oozes….it would be sickening….if it wasn’t so sweet.

When did you fall in love with Jesus?  Was it just a few years ago and is the tingly feeling still there?  Or has it been many, many years and you sometimes find that you take Him for granted….no need to pray, He knows your every need, and He’s always come through for you in the past….no need to read the Bible, you’ve read it before, nothing has changed, Genesis is still the first book of the Bible, Noah still builds an ark, Jesus still goes to the cross.  You know those “stories”, why re-read them?  They are kind of hard to understand anyway and sometimes depressing.  You would much rather focus on the “Polly Anna” verses…those that make you feel good.

I also remember the first time I met Him.  I was a little girl watching Billy Graham on TV.  I felt something, this strange heart-racing fear that if I didn’t do exactly what Mr. Graham said, I would not be in Heaven with my family.  I ran to the den, hid behind the sofa and prayed for forgiveness of my sins.  I begged Jesus to be in my heart like He was the rest of my family’s.  I didn’t want to be left behind; I wanted to be with Him and with them.

Don’t ask me what words I said.  All I know is that when I stood up from behind the sofa, the fear was gone.  I felt….loved, chosen, special.

Much like a bride on her wedding day.

My beloved is mine, and I am his…Song of Solomon 2:16 KJV

Just like our marriage, our spiritual relationship takes work.  We have to choose to spend time with The Groom, talk to Him, and listen to Him.  We don’t do things to win His love…we already have that….we do things (like love, be kind, follow Him, study His Word) because we want to please Him, we want to know Him on a deeper level.

It takes commitment, it takes obedience, and it takes time.  Little by little, we come to the place where all things pale in comparison to Him.  We fall in love with Him.  We choose Him over activities, over hobbies, over our own private time.

I interpret Luke 14: 26, 33 and Psalm 37:4 in this way:

If you love anyone else more than you love Me, you cannot be my bride.  You must love Me so much that even the love you have for your parents, your children, even your spouse looks like hatred.  You must forsake all for Me!  But, my bride, I will give you the desires of your heart, if you will only delight yourself in Me.

So this month…the month of love…what are you doing to fall in love with Jesus again?  What are you doing to revamp your relationship?

I’m sure you’ve been reading this month on some way to re-ignite the fire in your marriage.  I challenge you to do the same in your spiritual marriage and you know, most of the suggestions will work either way, for your earthly husband or your heavenly Husband!

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Confessions of a Waffle: aka How My SmartPhone Makes Me Stupid

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Early in our marriage, we read the book by Bill and Pam Farrell, Men are Like Waffles and Women are Like Spaghetti. We laughed over the differences in men and women–we learned, too, that not all those traits applied those directions for us. Then, there were all the personality tests–all created to help us interact with others and with each other, as a couple.

My test results were a bit odd in that I was very strong on two opposite points, mediocre on one and non-existent on the last one. The results show that I am equally and strongly an otter (extrovert, people person) and a beaver (introvert, task-oriented person) with a little lion and not at all a golden retriever. One friend told me that is called masking.  It means I am really one of those and the other is a learned behavior I accumulated over the years to be who others thought I should be. It’s not really that important which is which for this article.  The point is I have unique traits that encompass who I am–so do you!

From those unique traits, I find that I am really more waffle than spaghetti.

  • I don’t multi-task well.
  • I cannot talk on the phone while driving. Even a blue-tooth would be too much for my attention span.
  • I have to block out sound, even now with the kids home, while writing this.
  • I need to sit toward the front in large events or I get totally distracted and miss much of the event.
  • If you call me on the phone (or I call you), I will find the quietest place to go, so I can truly listen to you.  If I cannot find a quiet place, I will say the most inane things, because I am half-listening to you.
  • I get easily overwhelmed by many activities planned.
  • I secretly wish those activities will be cancelled–most of the time.
  • A group of people together is fun, but it sucks energy out of me — I get exhausted from that time.
  • I prefer to meet with one friend at a time. From these times, I have an indelible memory from our conversation. I even remember expressions, hand gestures, and other impressions. I tend to remember conversations like this for a very long time. Yet, I will forget a thousand other things.
  • Also in a large group, I tend to be over-stimulated to the point where I find that I say the most foolish things out of discomfort.
  • My SmartPhone is TOO MUCH for me.  So many choices! So many choices! So I get sucked into a time-loss vortex trying to get ONE task done. I can not focus with a SmartPhone. It makes me utterly stupid.
  • My Kindle is OVERWHELMING, too!  So many choices! So many choices! I want to read THEM ALL–AT ONCE!
  • I prefer a single book in hand, a single hand-craft, a single child with a book–one activity and person at a time.

Of course there are exceptions to the rule–I LOVE and enjoy a large group of kids to feed and entertain. In fact, I love hosting large groups of all ages.  It exhausts me, but also makes me inordinately happy. In a few weeks, I am leading crafts at our women’s retreat.  I equally look forward to teaching the large group AND sitting alone outside with my Bible. Another exception is music, which settles me–I can do nearly anything, any two things even!, if music is playing (calms the savage beast, I guess).

At the beginning of this year, I prayed for my one word for 2012–and the Lord prompted TWO. Simple Focus.  I knew they were for me.  I knew that I was spinning like a pinball and self-destructing on TILT. I could feel it.  My normally laid-back ease was replaced with anxiety and stress, using harsher words and tones with my dear family.  This was not what the Lord intended for me.

In striving for one goal (to help our family financially), I have gotten myself into too much and over-my-head trying to be every-woman and multi-tasking mama (ha!).  For a time, I have sacrificed some important priorities in the process.  Looking down the road, I have come to the conclusion that the trade-off (financial help for family time) is not worth it.  I will not be glad in twenty years that I spent 75% of my day behind the screen of the computer. I simply won’t.

So I began to make steps toward simple focus–even taking steps backwards! I truly believe that God not only gives us second and third chances, but also, He sets our feet back at the beginning to try it again.  His Word says He sets our feet in spacious places.  And I had worked myself into a helpless/hapless corner, from which He needed to extricate me. It was a painful process, during which I endured many sleepless nights–causing pain to others I care about in the ordeal.

But it’s done now. I feel a release to walk wisely and well from this point.

I still have some steps to make–for the goals and priorities the Lord has placed before me during this season in my journey. He has still provided work for financial help–that is still a need and priority for our family. I am still spending time behind the computer screen or on my smart phone–some wasted and some not.  There needs to be a better balance still.

The past three days, God has prompted a Lenten fast for me.  Now, I am not in a liturgical church.  Our church is inter-denominational. Some years, I fast for lent.  Some years, I fast weekly for other set-apart times.  Some times, I do not fast at all. I believe that the Holy Spirit will prompt each of us in fasting, and He will most certainly teach us and prompt us toward fasting. A Lenten fast is a good practice, though.

Last year I fasted from sugar–from the time Joanne entered the hospital on January 11th, til the time she went home from Spalding (longer than Lent, but my Lenten fast nonetheless).

This year, I have prayed and heard one thing from the Lord–social media, meaning Facebook, Twitter and (gulp!) Pinterest.  As a writer (something I love to do and want to spend many years focusing, honing and pouring out this way), I will be spending more time journaling thoughts and prayers. Also, I hope to spend more time writing here at A Martha Heart. I hope you will stop by for a nice two-way conversation with me here in the comment section. I will greatly MISS YOU around internet-town. I intend to make reading your blogs a priority, too. I have missed reading your hearts in the busy-ness of my spin-balling, upside-down life.

My main priority is to spend less time distracted by the many things and more time focused on the simple things.  For me, it is life-giving, rejuvenating and restorative. I believe in the process, I am giving myself a gift. I know the Lord will meet with me here. He will make it a place of springs–a place of purpose, peace and joy–and an investment for high returns!

What is your priority right now? Does it line up with the goals in your life? Take time to take stock. It is a FOR YOU kind of decision that will leave you without regret many years down the road. What is holding you back?

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Knitting Something New

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Lately, I have been knitting a good bit.  I have been learning to knit for four years now.  It takes me a long time to knit each dishcloth, blanket or scarf. So if I was going for cheap and quick, I guess it be better to just go to the store and buy one!  But I’m going for substance unseen–into each gift, I weave life and prayer.

Perhaps the one receiving it may think, “Is this all?” Well, then they are missing the point.

So far, I have learned several new knitting stitches and have been actively knitting scarves.  I knew they wouldn’t be ready this past Christmas–again, I am slow–but they should be ready at the end of this new year for gifts. As I stitch, I pray for the one I am knitting and I pay attention to the directions, lest I miss something and have to start all over (believe me, I have re-done and re-done). It is an act, if you will, of worship.

Yesterday, the Lord planted a new idea in my heart.  It hasn’t yet come to fruition, as it is just a seed of thought.  But it is something about knitting and something that affects me and you.

I was praying about God’s vision and intent for me–and for you.  As I prayed I began to thank the Lord for the prayers of my soul that are unspoken–that I know and the prayers of my heart that He alone knows.  It’s as if He is forming and knitting intention in me.

What that intention may be, I am not yet sure.  But I know this.  Just as He forms a baby in the womb and knits and cares for that little one, He is knitting some wonderful life in us. Some of that life is yet to be revealed. But He knows it and delights over it–and someday, He will breathe afresh into us and He will show us.

He says that He knows the plans He has for us…He knows! And they are plans to prosper us–do you really believe that? They are plans that will not harm us–even bankruptcy, Lord? They are plans to give us a hope and a future! (Jeremiah 29:11)

As I read in Job this morning, I filtered the little seed God began to show me yesterday through this reading.  And I have to tell you, God has not changed from that moment to what He spoke to Jeremiah. He is the same and has the same way of doing things, the same heart for us, the same plans to prosper and not harm.  So what about Job?  What about the loss he went through?  What about the pain he experienced? What about the doubters that surrounded him–even his own wife? And I know that God filtered through loving hands the life of Job and the loss off Job and the beautiful restoration of Job at the end.

I cannot really speak for Job, but this I know.  The life we have experienced over the past few years has been difficult. The culmination ending in bankruptcy 3 years ago was hard.  But I need to tell you–and I need you to believe this–we were not harmed by it. It was difficult and hard and no fun, but it was with the sight in God’s eye of giving us a hope and a future. My friends, we are prospering from the things we learned during that season.

“See, I am doing a new thing! Now it springs up; do you not perceive it? I am making a way in the desert and streams in the wasteland.” Isaiah 43:19

The whole counsel of God’s Word is always necessary before we can understand the picture of His ways. He is the God, who makes a new way in a desert, of all places. He knits your life and mine together in beautiful new-ness.

I don’t know about you, where this finds you today.  But can you trust that the God unseen is doing something unseen and knitting new life and intent into your life?  Can you hold onto just that? Well, it’s a beginning. I pray that He will reveal to you the wondrous act of His knitting over your life this day.

The reveal is well worth waiting for!

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Buying Your Own Press

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It’s easier today than ever to somehow try to measure our perceived success, impact, name-power, and viability. We all want to take the intrinsic value of self and somehow attribute a number to it–followers, klout, friends, circles and stats.  Numbers and links–people and elbows (or rubbing elbows, as it may be). In the midst of finding out numerically and socially if we matter, or if what we do matters, we begin to lose the very parts of us that God says matters very much. For statistics aside, we do in fact matter.  God says each of us matters–every life, whether or not we can ever get something from someone else or give something to someone else. The very fact that we are alive and breathing means we matter, and we have a purpose.

In our culture, the prevailing problem is that we begin to buy our own press.  Though it may come with a “high” for awhile; eventually, we sink into despair.  For it is never enough. So we strive more. We network. We compliment. We share links and promote–all in the name of good social networking skills. We have gotten caught in the most massive and effective marketing scheme of all time.  The payback is very small, but enough that we come back and come back and come back–hoping somewhere down the line, we ourselves will be popular–center-stage.

People and friendships are just as recyclable, as so much trash. For we care more about “keeping face” than we do about getting muddy. Perhaps that is why we are so depressed. We have lots of relationships and connections, but none of them have the staying-power that will really sustain us, when we scrape the bottom.

So lately, I have been considering my own habits and choices. Why do I do what I do? Why does it even matter a hill o’ beans? I have taken some deep stock of my own life, family, friendships and relationships. It has been a theme even.  Who am I building with?  Over time, before my faithful God, will it even matter?

In about 50% of what I do and why, it is all emptiness and futility (and my Chris says that 86% of all statistics are made up on the spot–he’s right! Ha!).  The other 50% of the time, I am enjoying a full and simplistic life. If I do anything online lately, it is because I want to share life and learn and grow.  If I pin something on pinterest, it is to share something I truly think valuable…and hope it will help or bless those walking this road with me.

In fact, I have quit altogether with the networking thing.  For my name?  It matters not a lick. My staying power, who cares? Whether I make money, even a little bit, is not the point–I am not defined by a paycheck.  When I retire someday, I want it to be to a place with my Chris, where we savor and soak up fullness of life.  Anything less, and I have early-on sold myself short and settled for a life of name-dropping importance. Blah!  That is not my dream.

Actually, if you were to be sitting here with me right now, I would tell you my dream.  My dream is to raise children, who love and serve God to the fullest–no matter where they live or serve. My dream is to travel with and experience places with my dear husband. My dream is to write about it in a journal, whether anyone ever reads it or not.  My dream is to be healthy, healthier than I am now, and to learn new things–things I am terrified of doing right now.  My dream is to pour into other lives and savor time with them.  My dream is to walk like Jesus and with Jesus–until I see Him face to face.

So I am beginning to think that I have planned and chosen poorly in the past.  Some bridges that I built lead nowhere.  Some strings I have held onto, I am letting go of them — though it may smart with a little pain for awhile.  Before God I want to do the best I have with the little I’ve got–faithful to invest what I do have into the ones, who matter the most to me. I expect nothing in return, only the smile and nod of my good and faithful LORD.  That is all I ask for.

For my home and family, I am their doorkeeper. It will do little good for the doorkeeper to leave her post for a status update on twitter or facebook–the thieves can freely enter, as my focus and attention stays on whether or not someone cares enough to reply or comment.  What foolishness!

I am parring down the extras in my life right now–leaving positions and giving up jobs.  A Martha Heart is not one of those extras.  It is life, that we hand out to others–whether on a daily basis, weekly or monthly.  We shall never strive to make this site popular or even a money-maker. Our sole (soul even) goal is to prompt you to sit at the feet of Jesus Christ and to hear from Him, life-giving words–to make a difference in your own little place in the universe…and to fulfill your purpose(s) in this life. Why is it that we are so easily swayed?  It’s because somewhere along the line, we started buying our own tabloid press.

Start today asking the Author of your story to show you the way to go, show you the places to let go and walk freely and lightly with Him. He’s writing it all down, every bit–’cause He thinks your story really, really matters. YOU MATTER.

Seeking to be full of Jesus all my days,

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Seeing Our Own Shadow

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Wouldn’t it be nice if we had our own shadow-prediction, indicating whether the weather in life will be wintry or spring-like?  These are thoughts that wash my brain, as I consider that today is Groundhog day. It is a day, where at precisely “7:20 February 2nd at Gobblers Knob in Punxsutawney, Pennsylvania he (Punxsutawney Phil, the groundhog) will observe the weather conditions and look for his shadow he will then make his prediction for the remainder of winter.” You can read more here for the history of Groundhog day.

And it’s all fine and good–fun even, unless you are caught in a cyclical day like this one. But what I really want to know is a predictor of life, as we live it.  Will is be rainy or sunny, wintry or balmy?

Wouldn’t it be such a delight to see our own shadow and know that for the next six weeks, we should hide under the covers? That isn’t the way it works, but this we can know–Jesus does not change like shifting shadows. Though He doesn’t always give us a sign of the days and moments to come, He promises to be with us in each one.

Jesus changes not–the same yesterday, today and forever.  He walks with us each step of the way.  He shows us the way–this is the way, walk in it!  He shows us what we need to know–See?  I am doing a new thing.  Do you not perceive it? But above all, He promises that even when it seems like we are on a hamster-wheel and cannot get off, He is working in us and through us–to will and to act according to His good purpose. We need only Come to Him. Find rest in Him.  Be filled to the fullness of Him. And know that He is God.

Just like a friend of mine, who just today told me her hope barrel is scraping the bottom. Winter came. Winter has stayed. She needs a glimpse of spring.  And OH, how I pray for spring in her life. The shadow came…and the Faithful and True took hold of her hand. He has not left her–not for a moment.

From the Shadows to the Substance ] My counsel for you is simple and straightforward: Just go ahead with what you’ve been given. You received Christ Jesus, the Master; now live him. You’re deeply rooted in him. You’re well constructed upon him. You know your way around the faith. Now do what you’ve been taught. School’s out; quit studying the subject and start living it! And let your living spill over into thanksgiving.” Colossians 2:6-7 The Message

So if today, you find yourself ready to crawl under the covers for six more weeks, come on and peek out.  Ask Jesus to take hold of your hand.  Ask Him to show you the new thing He is doing.  Ask Him to make your shadows a place of springs. Come Living Water, we want more of You. He shall satisfy your soul and be plentiful all your days, until you see him face to face.

Even so, Come, Lord Jesus.

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Establishing a Routine

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Researches say that it takes 21 days to establish a habit.  So, here we are in the final days of January, after many of us committed to some new habits and lifestyle changes for the new year, and I wonder….

How are you doing?

Are you on track or are you already behind in your efforts, close to giving up completely?

As you might remember, I committed to two things this year, reading through my Bible and writing letters to my family.  I just finished up the book of Genesis and I’ve sent out 4 letters.  But now comes the rough part….the next 21 days.

Genesis was fairly easy to read since most of the stories were familiar, basic Sunday School lessons that I’ve read many times before. The letter writing was pretty easy since it was my closest family members that I wrote to.  However yesterday, reading chronologically, I was supposed to start reading Job and I haven’t written the hardest letter yet because of some relationship issues with the person.

So….time to just call it quits?  Maybe skip a week or that person on my list?  That would make it a whole lot easier….like just skipping over those names in Genesis of who begat whom.  Who’s going to know that I didn’t really read those names, but more or less scanned them? Or that I didn’t write a letter to that  particular person, since they aren’t expecting it anyway?

God would know.

You see, I made my commitments to God…not man.  He likes to gently nudge me in the right direction….toward my Bible, toward the stationary.  If I resist, He does a little more than nudges…He pushes.  God can push pretty hard, you know!

So when I was reading all those “begats” , I started thinking of them more as people than just names.  They were someone’s grandfather.  I want to remember my grandfathers, I want their names to be familiar, know who they were, what they did, how they played a part in my life.  I want my children to remember them too, even though they never met one of my grandfathers.  I think that is what God is wanting me to do too, with all those names.  They were people that lived, laughed, loved, hated, cried, hurt, played jokes, messed up miserably…you get the picture…they mattered to God.

It helps me to make a list, a family tree so to speak.  If I write it down, I have a tendency to remember it better…so I write their names down.  Of course that can get a little confusing and if you don’t like history, it may not be your thing.  I did find a website that has the family tree of Jesus.  It starts with Adam & Eve and goes as far as you want to take it, all you have to do is click on a name.   (Disclaimer:  I have no affiliation with this website.  I found it through a word search on Google.  Part of the website is in a different language, of which I could not read.  Some of the names are spelled differently, but I did find it a helpful tool, but use it at your own risk.)

And if I get behind in my reading, those nudges from God have helped me to turn off the TV or the computer and pick up my Bible.    However, if you are way behind, like not even reading, starting with today….just read!  I have tried setting my alarm clock to go off 20 minutes earlier than normal.  That sometimes work, but I personally do better by setting aside some time during the day after my brain wakes up, so I can retain and comprehend what I’m reading and studying.  Whenever, however you do it, God just wants you in His Word, not so you can put a check mark down as a task finished, but so He can talk to you.

About that letter….it’s hard.  I had committed to telling my family that I was praying for them, specifically for their spiritual growth, encouraging them in their journey with God.  However, with this family member….I have issues.  Every time I sit down to write, negative thoughts and emotions pour out.  I don’t want to send that kind of letter.  Yes, there are issues that need to be dealt with…but that is not what God is wanting me to do with this letter.  He is wanting me to love and encourage them.  I want to nag.

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So, the stationary comes out.  The words will be filtered through God’s love for them and for me.  The issues will still be there, but I’ll pray about them on my own and then when God wants them to be dealt with, I’ll have already been in a prayerful attitude about them.   Of course I won’t be surprised if God reveals that the issues just might be with me!!!

To prepare for the time when I can send a note, it really helps me to keep my journal and stationary together.  I pull out the addresses of the people I will be writing to and keep them with my stationary along with a supply of stamps.  I don’t want any other excuses to not send the notes.  The reason for my journal….as I’m writing the letters, I make notes of the Bibles verses I include in their letter and any prayer thoughts that may come to mind while I’m writing.  Then during my own prayer time, I use the journal to help me focus on my family.

So, how are you changing up your routine to make time for the new or refreshed lifestyle changes you committed to?  Please share with us what you are focusing on this year and how you are making time for this focus in your daily life. 

But one thing is needful:  and Mary hath chosen that good part, which shall not be taken away from her.

-Luke 10:42 (KJV)

 

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Redeeming Your Minutes (Part 1)

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Over the past few months I have been leading a group of women through Jennie Allen’s newest Bible study, “Stuck”.   I could write an entire article about this wonderful study, and how the Lord has used it to help our whole group draw closer to Him.  However, today I just want to write about one simple statement Jennie said during one of her video teaching sessions.   Her words were “How we spend our minutes… it turns out to be how we spend our life.”   That statement really resonated with me, and I wanted to do something about it.  I don’t want to waste my life.

So I had to ask myself the question;  “How do I spend my minutes?”  I would like to think that a good portion of my minutes are spent on things in life that are beneficial and profitable.  Things like taking care of my family and my home, teaching my preschool classes, serving in my church and other ministries, personal time with God.  But, if I am  really honest with myself a good portion of my time is spent on things that don’t count for much after this life is gone.   Things like the computer, tv, entertainment, books, movies, social media, and a slew of other “mindless” activities.   I am not saying that all the things I listed are necessarily bad, but for me at times I use them to fill a void in my life and that is not a good thing.

So how can I “redeem” the minutes of my life?   I believe the answer is simple although the application is not always easy.  In the bible it says, “But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.” (Matthew 6:33).  That is my answer.  I can redeem my minutes by seeking God first.  I need to communicate with God through prayer and by reading His Word.  I need to give God the first and best part of my day.

Like I said before the answer is simple, but the application is difficult.  It requires me to “die to myself” and my fleshly desires to just tune out through the many “mindless” activities I do everyday.  With God’s help I can die to myself and  I can “redeem” the minutes of my life, and you can too.

In the last couple of weeks I have been taking small steps to redeem the minutes of my life.   Small changes are being made, and things are slowly changing.  I will be writing another article about “redeeming your minutes” in a month.  In my next article I will tell you about some of the practical ways that I have tried to redeem my time.   Until then, make every minute count :)

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Great Lengths

Jesus heals paralytic

When I was a little girl, my favorite Bible story was about the paralytic man whose friends or perhaps even family took him up to the roof of the house and lowered him down, so Jesus could heal him. They were desperate to help this man! I really didn’t grow up knowing a lot of Bible stories, but perhaps this one came from Vacation Bible School, and it set my young mind to picture who Jesus is.

First, I wondered why Jesus was so popular that they couldn’t go straight in. Then I wondered what He thought of a man slowly descending on a mat from the ceiling. Did He smile because of their confidence in Him? Did He have a knowing look of the pain this man endured? Then I wondered what kind of friend or person this man was that they’d take such measures to help him. Finally, I wondered what kind of friends or family would go to such lengths…such a huge risk to be of help. The story is in the first three gospels, but Luke (The doctor) tells us the most. Here is what he wrote:

Luke 5:17-25 (New International Version)
One day as he was teaching, Pharisees and teachers of the law, who had come from every village of Galilee and from Judea and Jerusalem, were sitting there. And the power of the Lord was present for him to heal the sick. Some men came carrying a paralytic on a mat and tried to take him into the house to lay him before Jesus. When they could not find a way to do this because of the crowd, they went up on the roof and lowered him on his mat through the tiles into the middle of the crowd, right in front of Jesus.W
hen Jesus saw their faith, he said, “Friend, your sins are forgiven.”

The Pharisees and the teachers of the law began thinking to themselves, “Who is this fellow who speaks blasphemy? Who can forgive sins but God alone?”Jesus knew what they were thinking and asked, “Why are you thinking these things in your hearts? Which is easier: to say, ‘Your sins are forgiven,’ or to say, ‘Get up and walk’? But that you may know that the Son of Man has authority on earth to forgive sins….” He said to the paralyzed man, “I tell you, get up, take your mat and go home.” Immediately he stood up in front of them, took what he had been lying on and went home praising God.

This makes me wonder how many people we take before Jesus to ask (intercede) for their healing? Are we bold and believing? Do we expect Him to answer? Then I wonder, are we the kind of friend others would take before Jesus? I think when it comes down to it, to be that kind of friend that others would go to great lengths for, we have to be that kind of friend, as well. Do you accept other people’s prayers for you, but not pray for others yourself? I think the point of this story is to show that Jesus can forgive sins, and He can heal. The first matters the most. We truly do need Him to forgive us from our sins. But the second, He cares about, too. He wants to heal us physically as well as mentally and spiritually.
What do you need today? Ask Him! He’s so BIG and His joy when we ask believingly is huge!

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Grilled Stuffed Bantams

The Four Food Groups

8 boneless, skinless chicken breasts (flattened in a butterfly shape)
1 1/2 t. salt, separated
1/2 t. MSG (opt.)
1 egg, beaten
1 c. Stove Top stuffing mix
1 can cream of mushroom soup
1 can crab meat, drained
1/2 c. canola oil
1 t. Kitchen Bouquet
1/4 c. green pepper, chopped
1 T. lemon juice
2 t. Worcestershire sauce
1 t. prepared mustard
1/2 medium onion, very finely chopped
1/8 t. ground black pepper

Sprinkle inside of chicken breasts with 1 1/4 t. salt and MSG In a large bowl mix together 1 egg, 1 c. Stove Top stuffing mix, 1/2 can cream of mushroom soup, 1 can crab meat,1/4 c. green pepper, 1 T. lemon juice, 2 t. Worcestershire sauce,1 t. prepared mustard and 1/4 t. salt. Top half of each breast with 1/8 of the filling mixture. Skewer each breast closed (fold in half).

Basting Sauce:
Combine 1/2 can cream of mushroom soup, 1/4 c. oil, 1 t. Kitchen Bouquet, 1/2 medium onion and 1/8 t. black pepper.

Broil chicken over hot coals for 30 minutes or until tender, turning frequently. During the last 15 minutes, brush with basting sauce. From “Lone Star Legacy”

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