Page 1 of 1, Zero Words

Page 1 of 1 – 0 words

That’s what “word” tells me, down in that little left-hand corner, when I sit down to write a new post. It’s scary, but exciting at the same time. I haven’t accomplished anything, but yet, I haven’t written anything stupid.

I asked God what I should write about concerning this new year and He brought my eyes to that little left corner as if to say, “This is your new year. Page one. Zero words.” Whatever has happened yesterday, last month, or in the last twelve months, this is a new year. New day after days ahead for you to live new.

2 Corinthians 5:17

Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.

Pastor’s message this morning was about living new. Changed. Because of Christ. Because when we invite Him in to our lives, He changes them for the better. Because He is our “better.” Every single thing we face is better because He is there. He is not a God that says let’s visit once or twice a week and sends us out on our own. He is also not a God that says everything is going to go as you planned in your yearly planner because you are just so self-disciplined and efficient and surely do deserve it. No.

Hebrews 13:5

…For He Himself has said, “I will never leave you nor forsake you.

Christianity is not just “fire insurance.” Christianity is the only religion that is a relationship where God has come to be “with us.”  So just while “O Come, O Come, Emmanuel” is still fresh on our minds from this Christmas Season, start out in this new year excited for page 1, 0 words. Open the Bible, The Word of God, get to know the Word made flesh, Jesus, even more intimately and write a new story in 2017. One that grows you spiritually and blesses others as He blesses you.

Have a Blessed, Happy New Year!

Keep Christmas…

Some years Christmas comes and goes with a sigh of relief. One more year you held it together and prevented a catastrophe of holiday proportions because you determined that no matter what, things went as planned. Conversations were controlled, everyone got what was on their wish list and a payment plan was set up.

 It can feel like a relief because the stuff we think makes Christmas can be put away and life can get back to normal again. Messes cleaned up, tree and trimmings put away and “who” got you “what” is a memory at best, but usually forgotten. There needs to be a better Christmas than this. Don’t you think?

 One of my favorite Christmas decorations is this little ceramic heart that says “Keep Christmas in Your Heart All Year Long.” A reminder that what Christmas can mean to us is a constant celebration of God’s love. Love that sent a Gift Who gave to us all we needed or could possibly want. A wish on the wish list that our soul craved but couldn’t satisfy with anything this world had to offer.

 “For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth on him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not his Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through him might be saved.” John 3: 16-17

 Stuart Briscoe wrote “The spirit of Christmas needs to be superseded by the Spirit of Christ. The spirit of Christmas is annual; the Spirit of Christ is eternal. The spirit of Christmas is sentimental; the Spirit of Christ is supernatural. The spirit of Christmas is a human product; the Spirit of Christ is a divine person. That makes all the difference in the world.”

 Whether you sense relief when all of this season is over or whether you feel downhearted that a special time of giving seems to be coming to its annual ending, you are not judged by me. I have experienced both, I confess. This is why I love this plaque all the more. I need the reminder that my Christmas is based on the Spirit of Christ – celebrating His coming as a baby, remembering His sacrifice to save me, rejoicing in the victory of His resurrection and watching for the second Advent, where He comes as King of Kings. All this is enough to make all days of the year worth celebrating.

 Have a Merry Christmas, everyone.  All. Year. Long.

 

Love, First

The middle of a December night. One I was sure I would be able to sleep through. But true to form of this post-menopausal woman, I am wide awake and ready to go. God says, “write.” So here’s what I offer.

I am ready and finally willing to see a few things about myself that need to be changed, again. The reality about spiritual growth is that, well, it always must keep growing. The hard thing to grasp is that this growing is most evident when we are made low. Humbled, with heart bowed is the position for breakthroughs. To be hungry, thirsty for spiritual things. (Matthew 5:3 and 6)  I had to look first at some “other” things, completely out of my control, and whine and complain and cause more than a little commotion in my circle, of which I do regret. Now I realize that the looking was focused in the wrong direction. Always in the wrong direction.

 The amazing thing about Christianity is that when a heart is open to Christ, looking toward Him, He comes down. He always comes down because we can’t go up. We can’t climb up to where He is because we are incapable of this ascent. We will never be able to elevate ourselves to His level. He is perfect. We are not. He is God, we are not. Therefore, every time I try to take things in my own hands and feel it is my responsibility to change other people or situations so they fit better into my circle, I am wrong. It is only when I remind myself of the person who needs the changing, me, that I can move forward. The peace that comes with that understanding brings “joy unspeakable and full of glory.” (1 Peter 1:8)

 Advent is about God coming down. He sent His Son to our world to show us He loved us enough to be one of us. And not only this, but the plan included redeeming us. It included taking our place on the cross, that bitter punishment we deserve, to make a way for our relationship with our Creator to be restored. He has done all the work to give us everlasting life; our part has always been to receive it. This Gift that we celebrate at Christmas.

 Accepting Him means accepting others, because we must love people just as they are. Because we were loved first, just as we were. (1 John 4:19) This is one of the tests of our love for God. “If someone says “I love God,” and hates his brother, he is a liar; for he who does not love his brother whom he has seen, how can he love God, whom he has not seen?” (1 John 4:20) The loving part has to come first, always first. When I back off my expectations for someone else’s behavior and choose to love them regardless, the changing happens. The first change is always in me. Me realizing that I cannot control how they react. They may accept, in God’s timing, my offer of help, or they may not, but that shouldn’t cause me to love them any less.

 God saw us as we were and sent us the Gift that would fix what was wrong with us. His love, wrapped in flesh. The long anticipated Savior that satisfies all our longings for love and acceptance. “The hopes and fears of all the years.” O come, O come, Emmanuel.

 

 

 

It is Glory…

Oh, but it goes on to say “For you died, and your life is hidden with Christ in God. When Christ who is our life appears, then you also will appear with Him in glory.” Verses 3 and 4. (NKJV)

I have been caught in the trappings of this life on this earth. I have set my mind firmly down on this earth and every time the gravity of this earth-thinking has pulled me into a snake pit. There’s just too much here that breaks my heart and reminds me that this place is not my forever home. Once I taste again the grace of my King Jesus that lifts my head, I am renewed in His glory.  It is glory just to walk with him!

 I love this old hymn, penned by Avis M. Christiansen, set to music by Haldor Lillenas in 1918.

It is glory just to walk with Him, Whose blood has ransomed me;

It is rapture for my soul each day.

It is joy divine to feel Him near where’er my path may be.

Bless the Lord, it’s glory all the way!

Refrain: It is glory just to walk with Him, It is glory just to walk with Him,

He will guide my steps aright

Through the vale and o’er the height,

It is glory just to walk with Him.

—So goes the first verse and refrain, then to cheer our hearts when the days get dark, come the next two verses:

It is glory when the shadows fall to know that He is near.

O what joy to simple trust and pray!

It is glory to abide in Him when skies above are clear.

Yes, with Him, it’s glory all the way!

—As those verses in Colossians promise, so goes verse 3…

‘Twill be glory when I walk with Him On Heaven’s golden shore,

Never from His side again to stray.

‘Twill be glory, wondrous glory with the Savior evermore,

Everlasting glory all the way!

Take heart my dear sisters in Christ, no matter the things that matter here. Jesus is our Redeemer. The Redeemer of all things that try to hold us down and chain our hearts to this earth. “The LORD has established His throne in heaven, and His kingdom rules over all.” Psalm 103:19.

He rules over all! And He over-rules any who attempt to over-take His purpose in our lives. Trust in Him who rules and allow Him to lift you above, where there is “everlasting glory all the way!”

Heavenly Father, I thank you that the things of this earth have no power over Your purpose for me. I thank you that I may be in this world, but I am not of it. Thank You that Your mercy and grace cause me to realize that the way I process things that happen here determines the joy I experience as Your daughter. I choose to set my mind on things above. I choose to believe that Your Kingdom rules over all. In the name of Your Son, King Jesus, Amen.

Wrap and Pack 2016

One of the reasons that Christmas is “The Most Wonderful Time of the Year” for me is because of shoebox gifts. Operation Christmas Child, the offspring of Samaritan’s Purse, is a Christmas gift-giving ministry. You take a shoebox, pack it with a WOW gift, along with toiletries, coloring or writing supplies, small clothing items likes gloves, mittens, caps, socks, and other fun fillers, add a $7 gift for shipping, and an amazing blessing is on its way to a child in need.

I’ve sort of lost track of the years I’ve had a part in this at my church, Bethel Lighthouse. My church family has fun together collecting the items and putting them together at a “Wrap and Pack” party each year. This year’s event is Friday, November 11, from 6 – 8 pm in our church gymnasium.

We extend an open invitation to this event, or you can do this on your own. It is a wonderful way for families to give at Christmas time to boys and girls around the world who otherwise may never receive their own box of goodies.

Find out more about it by checking out samaritanspurse.org/occ. This site will show you how to pack your shoebox, give gift suggestions and collection site locations for your area. Plus, every shoebox has the gospel message inserted at the distribution centers. Beyond this, “The Greatest Journey” discipleship course is also offered to help children and their families learn about Jesus and how to live for Him.

Please leave any comments about any experiences you have had in this ministry or questions I may be able to answer. God Bless and Early Merry Christmas!!

 

 

 

Don’t Mess With Me!

I almost messed up big time. It can be difficult to know if you should just listen to how you feel and give in, or just keep pressing on. I’m not talking about that little voice inside your soul that whispers, “You know this is wrong.” I’m talking about the flesh, bones, joints and muscles of you, that scream, “You know this is hard, and I don’t want you to make me do it anymore!”

 I made a personal commitment to myself a couple of weeks ago – one of the classic ones, “I resolve to exercise every day.” It doesn’t have to be big, like a two-hour workout or even something considered “complete” like I usually choose to do but often don’t have time for. Just a time set apart from my day to raise my heartrate, tax my muscles or stretch enough to maintain that flexibility I enjoyed in my younger years.

 I place this commitment in my “good report” thinking from Philippians 4:8. “Finally brethren, whatever things are true, whatever things are noble, whatever things are just, whatever things are pure, whatever things are lovely, whatever things are of good report, if there be any virtue and if there is anything praiseworthy – meditate on these things.”

 Exercise yields a good report. It has been studied and the results have been documented in print and in the flesh of those who enjoy better health because of it. Exercise is good. But because of the same “flesh” between our ears, we start to think that if some of a good thing is good, lots of a good thing is better. We can go overboard and sink trying to somehow be a better version of ourselves. The flesh demands its price.

 1 Timothy 4:8-9 says, “For bodily exercise profits a little, but godliness is profitable for all things, having promise of the life that now is and that which is to come. This a faithful saying and worthy of all acceptance.” Paul teaches in 1 Corinthians 10:23, “All things are lawful for me, but not all things are helpful; all things are lawful for me, but not all things edify.” So even if there is a small profit from exercise, it is still a profit.

 There are very few things in the Bible that we do physically that are mentioned as profitable. Even the great heroes of the faith knew that being physically active produced benefit. However, any good thing taking precedence over our spiritual growth causes it to be less than what it was intended.

…any good thing taking precedence over our spiritual growth causes it to be less than it was intended.

 Our goals or resolutions should always be held up to the light of God’s Word. I may think my way into all sorts of distractions from His will and His ways, declaring something noble and of good report and all the while leaving Him behind me. Doing it for “self-improvement” instead of “Spiritual improvement” in my life.

Regardless of my motives, I was serious. I know my tendency to put things off, (I am such a procrastinator), therefore, I resolved this would happen first thing in the morning. Even before coffee. Big mistake. Setting my alarm an hour before our normal alarm goes off or an hour before I have to be getting ready to be somewhere was the plan as well. Sleepy eyed, I would grab a water bottle and head to my workout/craft room in the basement and sweat it out for about an hour.

 Three days in to my commitment, I had to be somewhere early, one week in and I needed to be somewhere even earlier. I was beginning to think I should exercise before bed, but then I would be too revved up to sleep! All this getting up early and not sleeping well because I was worried about getting up early weakened my immune system and I got sick. How’s that for self-improvement?

 Yet I was determined, getting up, getting the water, sweating it out and struggling through the day exhausted. Finally, four days into “sick” I put up the white flag and went to the doctor. The recommendation “rest.” Along with an antibiotic and steroids. Thank you, Lord, for medical providers and medicines and wise instructions for those of us who don’t know when to quit.

Our goals or resolutions should always be held up to the light of God’s Word.

 Romans 8:5-6 says, “For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit. For to be carnally minded is death, but to be spiritually minded is life and peace.”  Carnal minded refers to thinking in a merely human realm, temporal, here and now existence. Being a child of God, I have more than that to live for. Every commitment I make, I should make it considering the good of the eternal me, the spiritual me that will live forever, from here to my heavenly home. Thus, the struggle with the flesh.

Every commitment I make, I should make it considering the good of the eternal me, the spiritual me that will live forever, from here to my heavenly home.

 After I went back to bed, saying it was just too hard and I give up, there was that darn little voice again. “There is no peace and life in this.” “Yeah, I know” I replied, “but no one would fault me for it,” and so went the conversation in my carnal mind. Eventually, out I came again with an energized resolve that the flesh lost this one. Or did it?

 In this life, there is so little we have control of. We have had no control of where we were born or whom we were born to. We have no control of the genetic material we were created to grow from or the reaction the world we live in has towards us. But there is one thing we do have complete control over – our own free will to choose Christ and His will in our lives.

 Our Creator wants all of us. He wants every decision and every reason for every decision to be for Him and His purpose. What is that for you? I can’t answer except to say that He gives you the freedom to choose it, and it is very specific for the unique woman He created you to be. And that if you seek Him and His ways in His Word, you will find it. Each day you give to Him, He will show you, in big and small ways, who you are in Him. And in each day, as you choose, according to the Spirit, you will experience the “life and peace” He speaks of in Romans 8:6.

 

 

One Step at a Time

 

October 18, 2016

 My nephew ran a marathon Sunday. Can you imagine? He posted on Facebook “By far the hardest thing I have ever done.” I am so proud of him, facing “the hardest thing.”

A marathon is a little over 26 miles, 26.2 to be exact. No matter the distance of the race, everyone takes it one step at a time. For some that is more steps than others. Phil is a tall fellow. His stride could be two of mine. (That makes me feel like maybe I could run a marathon if it was only brought down to my scale). Sadly, that can’t happen. It is a standard distance that doesn’t fluctuate according to the physics of the people who run it. All have to complete the miles if they desire to finish. And every runner faces his or her own voices during this test of endurance.

No matter the distance of the race, everyone takes it one step at a time.

Life can feel like a marathon, or a series of them, depending on your journey. The difference between my nephew’s marathon and mine would be the size of our strides. My race takes more steps to complete; thus, no one’s race is quite the same. One thing we all have in common is that we have to take one step at a time. We have to lift our foot and move forward, over and over again. And on days when we feel paralyzed, those are the days we need to remember Jesus’s words, “…With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible.” Mark 10:27.

I don’t know where you are on your journey. You may be experiencing a really comfortable stride where the road is slightly downhill and the wind is at your back. Your lungs feel clear, and you’re breathing comfortably. Or, you may be taking a steep hill. You can hear your heart pounding in your ears, there’s sweat burning your eyes and your mouth is so dry you could choke. In either place, remember, you need God to finish well. The success of the race called life is not measured by the world’s standards.

Paul teaches, in Hebrews 12:1, how to run this race. He tells us there is a crowd watching, witnessing our marathon. “Therefore we also are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which so easily ensnares us, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us.”

… there is a crowd watching, witnessing our marathon.

Lay aside what weighs you down. Confess your need for Him, and He does the rest through you. He provides the endurance you didn’t know you had, because it isn’t yours, it is what He gives when we open our hearts to receive it. He will go before you and surround you, because He always goes first when we put Him first. Remember, “We love Him, because He first loved us.” 1 John 4:10

Wonder-filled Day!

Our Saturday at Encouragement Café was above and beyond all we’d hoped for. But that is just like Jesus! We realized after we arrived that the entire event was immersed in prayer. Every detail.

There were gentlemen who opened the doors to welcome us into an area where tables were set up with lists of names of women who had registered prior to the event. Each table had a placard with a Name of God placed above each list. Each of those Hebrew titles for God described a divine attribute of Him. As the prayer team brought us to God before the event in prayer, the Holy Spirit led them to a Name and a character or nature of God to fill our need. It is humbling and awe inspiring to know that women have prayed for you and asked God for a “Word” to share with you.

This table, at the entrance for the event set the tone for the day. This would be an unforgettable day with our Father. The placard for my list said “Adonai” (LORD, MY GREAT LORD) The back of the little card I got to take with me says, “God is the Master and Majestic Lord. God is our total authority.” With these scripture references, Psalm 8; Isaiah 40:3-5; Ezekiel 16:8; Habakkuk 3:19, I have the truth that He is my Great Lord.

The Cross Lanes Baptist Church staff made sure we knew where the restrooms were (and that we could use the “Men’s” since there was an overabundance of “Women.”) We enjoyed free coffee, tea, water and cookies. One of our ladies asked me, “Can I just have this cookie?” God’s plan and purpose for us that day most certainly prevailed.

I felt welcomed and loved and encouraged. Jesus was the star of the day and His light and love filled the atmosphere. Every session began with worship tunes that tuned our hearts and minds to Him. Led by the Grammy Award winning song-writer and vocalist, Laura Story, the worship time lifted Jesus high and our hearts into His presence.

The speakers shared their stories and encouraged us to let Jesus be the hero of our own. To keep His Word in our hands and hearts and live for our Bridegroom. To let go of the idea that if we are doing things right, we won’t make a mess, because we will. The glory of living for Christ is that He is always with us, we are never alone in our mess. He stays for the clean-up and will be our strength and peace.

“Blessed be the LORD my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, and my fingers for battle — My lovingkindness and my fortress, My high tower and my deliverer, My shield and the One in whom I take refuge.” Psalm 144: 1-2

This scripture was featured by one of the speakers (Susan Call) going through a scary, terrible mess. The Word fought for her and delivered her. Another speaker (Laura Story) told us that she reads Ephesians 2 several times a week. Focusing on verse 10, “For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.” This declares to us as daughters of our King, we are a masterpiece He uniquely designed to share Him with the world.

“For we are His workmanship, created in Christ Jesus for good works, which God prepared beforehand that we should walk in them.” Ephesians 2:10

No matter your story, your mess, your situation, remember you are His. He is yours. You are a masterpiece with Jesus as you Master. And the best is yet to come.

PS – If you were at Encouragement Café at Cross Lanes on October 10, 2016, and would like to add a comment about your personal experience that day, please do so. I sometimes gain a blessing and better understanding from the comments I read than the articles themselves. Please share!

O Taste and See

 

It is sparkly, star-shaped and smells sweet. The tip of her tongue reveals to her that it is sweet and edible and oh, so good. But there is a problem. As the white chocolate star melts in her mouth, its shape changes and just goes away. It is no longer that perfect star that delighted her eyes. And even though she would like to enjoy it forever just the way it was, the more powerful experience of taste takes over and in a few short minutes the star is nothing more than glucose coursing through her body.

She runs and jumps, dances and twirls, using the energy from that star to move and be and make me smile just to watch her. If she would have stopped at just enjoying the image and refused to partake of it, the full benefit of that star would not have been revealed.

Now isn’t that an interesting lesson in life? We have a choice, a free will, to either play it safe or take a risk. That choice holds the promise of discovering a wonderful, new experience or the fear of yet another failure. Which will you choose?

One of the classic complaints from most of us as we age comes from our dislike of change. We become complacent.  It could take a little extra effort and we’re just plain tired.  Another reason we want to play it safe could be that we have quite an accumulation of failures and the lessons we think we should have learned from them prevent us from what could be the next greatest success of our lives.

I think I’m going to learn my lesson from the sweet little star-twirler, who received her second wind from a star, and from a scripture, “O taste and see that the LORD is good:” (Psalm 34:8a) Maybe I will receive renewed energy to not only face a new day, but to dance through it.

Faithbox Fun

Just want to share a cool thing. Every month I receive in the mail a “Faithbox” full of faith related items from folks who love God and share their gifts with the world. There has always been a “big” item such as a popular book from a well respected Christian author. Some of the smaller items are things you can eat or drink or read or craft with. Each item produced by believers who share their love of God and scripture on their packaging and suggest ways they can be shared with others. There is always a daily devotional for the month and along with the gifts I receive for my subscription, three meals are provided to others in need in Jesus’ name. Their theme verse is “Let us not grow weary in doing good” Galatians 6:9

To find out more about it, Twitter: @getfaithbox, Instagram: @getfaithbox, Facebook.com/getfaithbox