The Mirror that Matters

 

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Artwork by Emily Bonnette Hendershot, ebhcreative.com

 

If I _______________, then I lack self-control

You can fill in the blank. I could make a long list. I was feeling pretty convicted at the Revive 2017 Conference when Mary Kassian gave her talk. It only lasted 20 minutes, but it seemed like an eternity to me, a woman who is trying to hit the mark, but my arrow is falling far short.

A talk earlier that day from Susan Hunt, a dynamo for the cause of Christ, got the ball rolling that God was pitching for a strike against all my idols. I had a lot of pins to knock down that weekend. She was telling me that my whole reason for being here on this planet was to “Glorify God and enjoy Him.” My desire of trying to do everything “right” was clashing with this idea.

I looked in the mirror this morning and didn’t like what I saw. I had too much salt yesterday and too little rest last night and the puffy eyes were the evidence. This is what I see “here” but Susan shared:

 2 Corinthians 3:18: “But we all, with unveiled face, beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as by the Spirit of the Lord.”

I want His glory to be showcased in my life, (who cares what the package looks like, I’ll be trading it in one day.) Susan spoke the truth “We become what we behold.”

I like this mirror image better. The one that reflects the glory of the Lord. How is this even possible?

This brings the two speakers together. Self-control is biblical in the sense that we do have a freewill. We may know what to do, but the follow-through is up to us most times. So how and where do we get the “want to” for follow-through? Susan says it comes from the gospel. “We become what we behold.” Says this wise woman.

The dictionary definition of the word “behold” is “to observe, look at, see.” It is intentional. Imagine our loving Lord, cupping our faces gently with His strong hands and causing us to look at Him for the self-control we need. Beholding causes focus. From reading our Bibles and meditating on Scripture, God speaks to our hearts and ignites a passion to be more than we are, but for Him. To do more than we think possible, but for Him and His glory. Not because we are strong, but because we are weak and weak is a good thing.

Did I mention that Susan Hunt is 77 years old? She knows what she is talking about because this “little old lady” exuded more strength than you can imagine. She lives out the beauty of the gospel and tells it like it is ladies. I wrote in my notes, “Jesus is the story – not us – don’t worry about our story.” When we pray for grace to finish strong, we must finish weak because His power is made perfect in our weakness. (2 Corinthians 12:9) She tells us that the sooner we recognize our weakness, the sooner God’s strength can show up. (2 Corinthians 13:4)

I needed a new perspective on self-control. I needed to go to God with my weakness and choose to allow His strength to do those things I procrastinate away. That way He gets the glory for anything I am accomplishing and becoming. And this is so right, because if I boast of being anything apart from His grace I am prideful and a liar. Every single breath is a gift from Him.

It is my prayer that this post encourages you to exercise self-control, but not just so you can accomplish “things.” But so you will acknowledge your weaknesses, give them to Jesus, and become the woman of God that shines His glory and likes what she sees in the mirror that matters.

Upcoming Events

Welcome to what’s coming up! These are events I would love to share with you and invite you to.

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What: Women’s Bible Study — A time in the Word of God, just for Ladies who are thirsty for more of an understanding of scripture and want to share thoughts and questions with others and get to know Him better.

When: Tuesday Evenings at 6:30 pm, October through December, 2017

Where: Bethel Lighthouse Church Gym, (County Road 126, Marietta, OH, close to Lane’s Farm Market)

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What: Women’s Walking Group

When: Thursday Evenings at 6:30 pm, October through December, 2017

Where: Bethel Lighthouse Church, (County Road 126, Marietta, OH, close to Lane’s Farm Market)

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What: Harvest Festival, Hayrides (weather permitting)

When: October 28, Starts at 5 pm with Food at 6 pm,  Fellowship and Fun till?

Where: Bethel Lighthouse Church, (County Road 126, Marietta, OH, close to Lane’s Farm Market)

 

God Bless Grandmothers…

 

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(Image by Melanie Lamb)

 

I Missed Grandparents Day…

Writing this as a kind of apology, Jesus revealing to me that I’ve been using my little kids too much. That even though we learn so very much from them, I have learned so many crucial life lessons from grown-ups too. Taking some space to share a bit of what I have learned from seasoned Christian women on this journey.

My grandmothers. On my father’s side, I have learned so much from my grandmother, Edna Grace Ludwig, posthumously. She was ill most of my formative years, so I did not have much time with her, but she certainly made up for it when I had to go through her estate after the passing of my dear Aunt Mary.

My greatest treasure is the notes she left from an exhaustive Bible Study she worked on during her later years. I have her handwritten answers to the wise instructor’s questions. No computer to write with and store her wisdom. Just pen and paper. “Spirit” duplicated worksheets, with corrections and additions from the wise hands of her discipler. My Grandma Ludwig sought God. She cherished His Word and I hope she sees that her faithfulness is a legacy that I am so extremely grateful for.

Psalm 1:1-2 “Blessed is the man (woman) who walks not in the counsel of the ungoldly, nor stands in the paths of sinners, nor sits in the seat of the scornful; But his (her) delight is in the law of the LORD, and in His law doth he (she) meditate day and night.” (God’s Words are for all of us.)

On my mother’s side, I have learned so much from my grandmother, Clara Mae McElfresh. This “grandma” influenced me much before she went to be with the Lord. She was a caregiver. She wanted so much to be a registered nurse, yet she was able to provide nursing care that more than made up for the fact that she did not have a “degree.” I saw how she made a difference to those who suffered and I wanted to be able to do the same thing. However, she first and foremost loved Jesus. He rescued her and she never stopped praising and serving Him in the new life He gave her after she was saved.

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.”

These women had struggles.

Grandma Ludwig, lost a baby shortly after he was born. She raised a son with challenging health problems; polio and a seizure disorder. She operated a small general store where she extended credit to many families who were never able to pay. I am sure she talked with Jesus about all of these heartaches and more. Those are just the profound highlights of what had to be the darkest nights. Add those to the inconveniences of getting your water from the well and doing laundry on a wash board!

Grandma McElfresh had what I have understood to be a difficult upbringing.  Yet Jesus found her and turned things around. One of my most poignant memories is watching her care for her dying husband, crying out to God to ease his suffering. I had the privilege of staying day and night with her during those first few days of grieving for her loss and they made an impact on my life that will always stay with me. Such a tear-filled gift. She also lost two sons from this earth before the Lord took her to Heaven. Again, just some highlights of her darkest nights for she also lived in a world without the many conveniences we have today.

And I could go on and on about the wonderful example my own mother, Donna Ludwig, has been of a grandma that goes above and beyond to make sure her grandchildren know they are loved and precious and that Jesus is her Lord. She is still going strong, even now that she is a great-great grandma!

Some of you may have your own stories of how much of a difference a grandmother, or older-wiser woman has had on your life. Remember them and think of how we can have an impact on those women who are coming after us.

I am finishing up a study focused on the directions God gives to older and younger women, based on Titus 2. We older women are to teach younger women to follow Jesus in all the many directions their lives take them. This is not the same world we inherited from our grandmothers. There are so many distractions from the true, holy life God requires to experience His blessings. Younger women need our guidance and better yet, our support and prayers. The example of our faithfulness will make a difference, even if that difference is realized many miles down the road.

I am going to a conference this weekend in Indianapolis, Revive ’17. Women will gather together from many places in this country and will be watching via livestream from all over the world. We will be praying and worshiping together and learning together the importance of “passing the baton” to those who will be coming after us. Please join us at this address, https://buff.ly/2y7gWhl , or go to reviveourhearts.com and see what this is all about.

Teach what accords with sound doctrine.

Older men are to be sober-minded, dignified, self-controlled, sound in faith, in love, and in steadfastness.

Older women likewise are to be reverent in behavior, not slanderers or slaves to much wine.

They are to teach what is good, and so train the young women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled, pure, working at home, kind, and submissive to their own husbands, that the word of God may not be reviled.

…so that in everything they may adorn the doctrine of God our Savior.

TITUS 2:1-5, 10

Our Time Is Now

 

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“Can I just trade these and go?” Says this woman to the staff, while waving two DVDs in the air at the customer service desk at Walmart. “No, you have to get in line to do the paperwork,” was her answer.  Another frazzled female making her way behind me in line said, “Good thing I’m patient…” after she grumbled about how she had been out since eight o’clock this morning and has got “nothing” done. Which was preceeded by the story of how the other places she had already been to this morning failed her. Did I mention that the line was long? Kind of  like “the day after Christmas” size. Oh my.

I had to decide to change what would be my default reaction and try to think of another way to process this. I said to myself “when they call me up, I am going to let the lady behind me go first.” It was fun. She says, “Are you sure?” Then quickly goes ahead. Then I offered this to the next lady in line, the one with the DVDs, and she declines. She instead said something to the effect “oh no, I can wait, I shouldn’t have let that bother me so much.” We then had a pretty pleasant conversation until the staff could help us with our exchanges.

It was good. Thankfully, I was not under any time constraints, so I know I wasn’t much of a hero. Yet it was a victory over my normal way of dealing with hold ups. I’m the worst at waiting. I will drive the long way around rather than wait my turn when there’s road construction. I will get there no faster, but at least I won’t be sitting there waiting. I have enough examples to fill this page, but you get the picture. I have a problem with time; always worrying that I’m wasting it.

Time has been called lots of different things. It can be a gift, a curse, an illusion, a friend or an enemy. Each true depending on the circumstance. Something about time that is true in every circumstance is our time is now. This is all we really have. I love how Christine Caine says it in her book Unstoppable, “God has plucked you out of eternity, positioned you in time, and given you gifts and talents to serve him in this generation. Your race is now. This is your time in history.”

It excites me to think that God placed me in that line today to do that seemingly small thing and I know it changed someone else’s day. Mine for sure. He has you in this special time in history to do what you can to help others and to glorify Him. It’s just not all about us. And when the right “time” comes, He’ll pluck us out of time and put us back into eternity. The question is, what story are we writing while we’re here and where are we storing up our treasures?

Jesus says in Matthew 6:19-21, “Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal; but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

The time we have here can add some wrinkles and wounds, the effects of the Fall. But we have to look deeper than that. We need to look for the treasure in each day that we have. Each decision to put others first glorifies God and adds to our treasure in heaven. Challenge yourself to overlook offences and extend graces in your relationships. By doing so, you’ll be racking up treasure in eternity that can never get tarnished. The only things we should be rushing to are those things that count for pleasing God and helping others. (Preaching to myself here.)

One thing that is so true about time is that it has a limit.  We can run our race, the race we are all called to run, with joy, in the time that is now.  Let’s keep our eyes on Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith. (Hebrews 12:2) And when what we consider hold-ups in life happen, we carry out whatever would hold up to those goals for our journey here. Pleasing God and helping others.

Solomon, considered to be the wisest man this side of heaven, wrote about time. How everything under heaven has a purpose. Only those closely attached to God can have the wisdom to know when those times are and choose the appropriate way to react or respond.

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“To everything there is a season, a time for every purpose under heaven:

A time to be born, and a time to die;

A time to kill, and a time to heal;

A time to break down, and a time to build up;

A time to weep, and a time to laugh;

A time to mourn, and a time to dance;

A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones;

A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;

A time to gain, and a time to lose;

A time to keep, and a time to throw away;

A time to tear, and a time to sew;

A time to  keep silence, and a time to speak;

A time to love, and a time to hate;

A time of war, and a time of peace.

These are the first 8 verses, then in verse 17 the wise king says:

“God shall judge the righteous and the wicked,

For there is a time there for every purpose and every work.”

Only those closely attached to God can have the wisdom to know when those times are and choose the appropriate way to react or respond. I can only pray that I will know and trust God’s Spirit to tell me. May He always find us following Him so closely that our answers are as plain as can be during our time which is now.

 

 

Undone at the Drive-thru

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No, I wasn’t losing it because they put tomatoes on my sandwich when I specifically said “no tomato.” I wasn’t even trying to get some fast food. I was actually at a bank waiting on the teller to cash a check for my mother-in-law when it happened.

I grabbed my mail at the end of the driveway on my way to town to run some errands. I noticed the return address was from a friend that I had not seen in about 20 years. The coast was clear so I took out into the road thinking I’d open it later when I had more time.

First stop, gas up the car. Check. Second stop, cash the check. Check. Well almost. I’ve noticed, if you haven’t, that it seems to take longer and longer to get a check cashed nowadays. There must be about the same number of check-points for a teller to pass through as when a nurse tries to give an aspirin to a patient in the hospital, and true to form, I was getting impatient. So I remembered the mail and opened the little envelope.

It was a homemade card. I could tell because there was no greeting card company logo on the back cover. The front and inside contained glued-on, computer printed greetings. The front proclaimed “If it weren’t for great people like you…” and the inside continued “…there wouldn’t be grateful people like me!” With the “me” underlined three times.

Because of her, I looked forward to getting older, knowing how faith in Jesus looks on a lady who trusts Him with everything.

With the teller still busy clicking through the steps at her computer, I decided to read the personal hand-written note, from an obviously shaky hand. It starts, “My Dearest Vickie”, and I get a lump in my throat and water in my eyes that cloud all the words that come after. My dear 82 year-old friend penned some words that hugged my heart and gave me joy unspeakable and full of glory!

How in this world, could I deserve a gift like that? Truth is, I don’t. But God gave it anyway. You see, this dear godly lady was an older woman that took a younger woman (me) into her heart years ago. Prayed for her, gave her good godly advice and yearly checked on her. She kept in touch, always sharing how good God is at every stage of life. Because of her, I looked forward to getting older, knowing how faith in Jesus looks on a lady who trusts Him with everything.

She was a beautiful example of a Titus 2 woman then and now. Being an example. A woman of great faith, living in front of me a life surrendered to God at every age and stage. Beautifully adorning the gospel. (Titus 2:10)

1st Thessalonians 5:11 “Therefore comfort each other and edify one another, just as you also are doing.”

In our small group study, “Adorned”, I challenged each of the Bible Group Girls to think of a lady who had inspired her or helped her at some point to live a life more devoted to God. I suggested she text her or write her a note telling her how important she was and is; expressing how truly thankful she is for her influence. I followed my own suggestion and wrote to this dear lady who had me crying at the bank window. I hoped that my note would reach her okay because it had been 7 months since Christmas Cards were exchanged, and she is “getting on” in years. And it did. By the words she returned to me, I could tell that it provided a blessing to her.

How about you? Is there someone who has been an encouragement when you were down, pointed you toward the God who comforts all sorrows and can guide all decisions when you didn’t know what to do? Can I challenge you to tell this dear person before it is too late; and we never know when that is. Would you like to share it with others in this community in the comment section? I’d love to hear about her!

My sweet friend closed her note with “Once again, Our Lord is so faithful, He is with us no matter what age. The best friends believe in each other! Encourage one another and build each other up. You did.” She cited 1st Thessalonians 5:11 “Therefore comfort each other and edify one another, just as you also are doing.”

I put my sunglasses back on so the poor teller wouldn’t think the wait for her to do her job had undone me. Amazed that a few moments at a bank window brought about one of the greatest encouragements I’ve every experienced. Never underestimate your power to change a day or a life by sharing Jesus’ love.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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“Search me, O God, and know my heart: try me and know my anxieties;” Psalm 139:23

I read this morning that the average American adult makes 35,000 decisions each day. If you’re someone who hates to make decisions, that can bring on a tremendous amount of anxiety. I don’t think we realize this because we do so many things out of habit. Yet operating out of habit is a decision in itself. There’s this line in one of my favorite movies, Riders of the Purple Sage, “the habit of life is stronger than life itself.” If this is true, we better make sure we’ve got good habits.

I had a scare yesterday. As my habit is, after I get my husband off to work in the morning, I go to my recliner and spend about an hour in Bible study and prayer. During the last few mornings, when I got up from this chair, I’ve experienced a sickening weak, numb and tingling feeling in my lower body and legs. Yesterday morning it lingered for a longer time and interfered with walking so it got my attention. I’m not sure what is going on other than maybe my herniated disc is acting up when I sit in that chair, at that angle, for that amount of time. So, I decided today I would change this habit.

As I type this, I promise you, I am sitting up quite straight in my office chair hoping this new habit of sitting will prevent any medical attention. When a habit no longer serves you well, change it.

Godly habits are good things as long as we don’t rely on the habit more than the abundant life they were supposed to help us achieve.

To present a spiritual parallel, consider some things we think we do for God without noticing that the life has gone out of the effort. Consider going to church, out of habit, and not being the Church. Isn’t it just like us, walking like the living dead, going through the motions, all the while not being fully present?

And what about our prayer habits. Isn’t it just like us to take our prayer time and spout out requests without taking the time to consider that we are addressing a holy God that blesses those who come to Him in pureness of heart?  (Matthew 5:8)

Yes, Christians should go to church. Christians should pray. But if these good habits have lost their “life” – what has eclipsed their original intentions? Let’s make it our new habit to stop thinking about what we can take out of church and start thinking about what we can bring into it. After all, it is all about Jesus, isn’t it? Let’s sing our hearts out, worship with undistracted hearts and minds, fellowship with our forever family like it really matters. Because it does. Let’s start our prayers with praise and adoration for the God we’re addressing and maybe the request list won’t be so long.

The habits of life should not be stronger than life itself. Godly habits are good things as long as we don’t rely on the habit more than the abundant life they were supposed to help us achieve. Habits are tools we can use for positive change. If the habit is no longer producing the result intended, change it. With God’s help, we can. The habits of our days are well known by God. Read all of Psalm 139 and you will see how well your Heavenly Father knows you.

“Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed. And in Your book they all were written, The days fashioned for me, When as yet there were none of them.” Psalm 139:16

Before we were conceived in our mother’s womb we were known by God. Every day that we live has been fashioned by God. All our days have been creatively constructed by the wisest, most intelligent Creator with so much love for us that He would rather die than live without us.

All our days. The good ones when we hum “Oh, what a beautiful morning….everything’s goin’ my way…” like the Oklahoma musical; and the bad ones when we just can’t get out of bed and we want to smack those hummin’ that tune. Give them all back to Him because He’s with you and knows just what you need and when and how you need it.

Let’s get out of our comfy recliners that aren’t doing us any good, any longer, and do something brand new for Him. God’s searchlight is on us right now, nothing escaping His view.  Let’s fashion fresh, new habits that will help us grow closer to Jesus and help others along the way. I’m in, how about you?

 

 

Greater Than All

 

What is the biggest thing? What is the best thing? What is the most important thing? What are we supposed to pay the most attention to? These questions have always caused me a lot of distress. Maybe I’m weird but I’ve always thought if there was something I should be doing, I wanted to make sure I was hard at it. To not be would be bad and I didn’t want to be bad. I hope I’m not the only one.

As I’ve been around the block a few times, I’ve realized that I’m severely lacking in what it takes to be doing everything I deem important and when it is important that those things get done. Because the truth is, I’m only one, small woman. What difference can I really make in this world? And what part of this world am I supposed to make a difference in?

We all know that we have to prioritize things and hopefully we live in freedom enough to do so. The most important has to be able to float to the top and I think it’s interesting that the Spirit of God is a floaty thing. Even though the weight of His importance is compared to a Rock in Scripture, God’s presence is compared to the lightest, sweetest, purest experience this side of heaven.

God comes to the top. Or He should. No matter what the day holds, what time constraints we live with, the length of our daily to-do lists, He has to come to the top.

The Bible says in 1 John 4: “You are of God, little children, and have overcome them, because He who is in you is greater than he who is in the world.” So… all those “in the world things” are lesser things than God, who has taken up residence in you, the child of God.

The Scripture that has captivated my heart lately, which I have been writing out every day that I journal in my newest journal and what prompted this post…

John 10: 28-30: “And I give them eternal life, and they shall never perish; neither shall anyone snatch them out of My hand. My Father, who has given them to Me, is greater than all; and no one is able to snatch them out of my Father’s hand. I and My Father are one.”

I’ve read those verses many times in the past, used them to claim the blessed assurance that comes from my salvation, yet never had the words “greater than all” jump out at me like they have lately. When I pray I tell Him, “Lord, you are greater than all” and when I am tempted to worry and fret over something I’ve already prayed about, I remind myself, “He is greater than all.”

Those words were spoken by Jesus, written in red. All the words in the Bible are important, but those words written in red, WOW!, they come from the mouth of Christ, the Son of God! Jesus tells us that His Father is GREATER than all. No room for wondering about what is most important. No room for procrastination or hesitation when it comes to setting our priorities. He is GREATER than all the other things that are pulling at your heart today. He is GREATER than any temptation you face. He is GREATER than any lack you feel in energy, in time, in finances, in intelligence, in skill or technique. He is GREATER THAN ALL.

This has given my prayer time radiant energy, quantum even. When I go to my God in prayer I proclaim to Him that there is nothing that is impossible for Him. I remind Him of Luke 1:37: “For with God nothing shall be impossible.” The angel Gabriel said this to Mary when he announced that she was to have a Baby that would be the Savior of the world. Talk about impossibilities. From this sweet, young, virgin woman who gently responds, “How can this be, since I do not know a man?” (vs. 34) comes this answer. This answer is all she needs to cause her to say “Behold the maidservant of the Lord! Let it be to me according to your word.” (vs. 38) Oh that my faith would follow this example.

When Jesus was born, this world had no room for Him. He came into this world in a borrowed barn. The little Baby grew to be the Man that this world rejected because they had no room in their hearts for the Savior. The Messiah that bragged on His Father when He said His Father was “GREATER THAN ALL.” Those of us who love and cherish our earthly fathers and lavish on them our love and respect, cannot make the same claim. For truly there is only ONE who can be GREATER THAN ALL.

But I Don’t Feel Like It…

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Having one of those days where your body and your heart don’t line up? I know what I should be doing and could be doing, just having a little battle with my bones. My mind wants to have a little sympathy and I just want to say “get over it, the bones are not the boss of me!” Dig deeper and move on. Whine. Whine.

Here’s what I know I should do. I need to be reminding myself of the precious time I am wasting that I’ll wish I could get back. I will always regret later what I could have done while I just didn’t feel like it. If nothing is truly pressing me to get up and moving, how about preparing for some things I know I have coming up? How about preparing for my future? Kids hear this a lot, but don’t we grown up girls need to listen and heed our own advice? There are rewards for those who are “made ready.”

How many times have I come up short on things because I did not use my time wisely to prepare for them and I must suffer the consequences?

Revelation 19:7 says “Let us be glad and rejoice, and give him glory, for the marriage of the Lamb has come, and his wife has made herself ready.” This lovely verse is prefaced by the truth that when these words are spoken in heaven, they come from a great multitude. There are also sounds of “many waters” and “mighty thunderings.” Wow! This is an announcement to top all announcements! Someone, the bride of Christ, has done something – got herself ready –  and it was beyond awesome.

How many times I come up short on things because I did not use my time wisely to prepare for them and I must suffer the consequences. I dilly-dallied around and wasn’t ready. Oh how I do not want this to be the case when it comes time to being at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb.

This is my future. As a believer, I am part of the Church, the Bride of Christ. The Marriage Supper of the Lamb is the event in Heaven that takes place after the Rapture and after our time at the Judgment Seat of Christ. At this point our lives have been reviewed by Christ and some rewards have been handed out. We will be poised and ready to experience the forever union of the Church with her Bridegroom, Jesus Christ.

So how do I get myself “ready?” My Study Bible takes me back to 1 Corinthians 3:12-15:

“Now if anyone builds on this foundation (salvation through faith in Jesus Christ) with gold, silver, precious stones, wood, hay, straw, each one’s work will become clear; for the Day will declare it, because it will be revealed by fire; and the fire will test each one’s work, of what sort it is. If anyone’s work which he has built on it endures, he will receive a reward. If anyone’s work is burned, he will suffer loss; but he himself will be saved, yet so as through fire.” (parentheses mine)

Fire, in this section of scripture, is a figurative word that means judgment, “the absolute righteous judgment of God.” This is a refining fire that takes the impurities out of everything we had to offer. If we build on our salvation with things that will not survive the fire of judgment, we will not be meeting our Bridegroom adorned with the beauty a bride desires to display at her wedding.

I need to take the time God has given me to-day, to prepare for the-Day when the church is presented to Christ. The refining “fire” does not take away our salvation, but “burns” away all the stuff we did with the wrong motive or an impure heart. Then we are presented to Him adorned as the bride He is worthy of.

I need to make ready myself and serve Him by helping others to make themselves ready. God has given us the ability to influence other women so that they will be “made ready” for that great Day.

I need to preach to myself that it does not matter if I feel like going about the business of prayer, Bible reading and studying. I should be doing it anyway. I need to be meditating on His Word instead of mindlessly scrolling through social media and watching forms of entertainment that do not enrich my soul, but drag it down. For if I do not get a grip on what I feel like doing, I won’t be ready. I’ll be asking for just 5 more minutes…5 more minutes.

Sisters, we cannot trust our feelings.  Ann Voscamp writes “You don’t judge your feelings; you feel feelings – and then give them to God.” (The Broken Way, pg 179) We can trust God. His promises, His commands, His truths. We do not have to see or feel the rewards now, they will come. It is our faith that will carry us to the “city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God.” (Hebrews 11:10)

This offering today does not mean to lay a guilt trip on anyone. I am preaching to myself, really. I am trying to tell myself that I deserve a break and so a lazy day is just what is in order. But I can lay down and read, and I can pray and I can purpose in my heart to make tomorrow better. There is always something I can do to prepare myself for the future even when the now is not all I wish it was.

Someone once said that the difference between not reaching your goals and reaching them is whether or not you are willing to trade what you want now for what you want most. In this type of trade, no one really wins. Live in the moment as much as does your soul good, but not to the sacrifice of what you hope to achieve in the future.

Every single day that passes by is another day we can make ourselves better prepared. I am convinced that God’s promises are true and that they should be embraced until He embraces us with those strong, nail scarred arms in Heaven. “So listen here bones, get up, get ready and get going! It will be so worth it!”

(Scripture references: Revelation 19:7, 1 Corinthians 3:12-15, 2 Corinthians 5:10, Hebrews 11:10, 13)

 

 

 

Sore Muscles

 

Crazy as it sounds, I love the feeling of sore muscles. They are like evidence to me that I was successful in my workout. I found those hiding muscles, called them out, made them work a little past what they were used to and now they offer me the proof of their obedience. Ouch, thank you very much. I can’t visibly see any results yet, but oh I will, if I keep at it, and I can’t wait.

As I live right now in the “hope” phase of a stronger body, I think of Hebrews 11:1, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, evidence of things not seen.” Isn’t it interesting how physical fitness can be related to spiritual fitness? All the things hoped for and all the things not seen… yet. Living in faithland can be difficult. There can be a lot of aching and groaning and moaning.

Just as we exercise our physical muscles and dig them out of hiding, trials in our lives cause us to dig deep into our resolve to overcome them. They cause us to pray more and seek the comfort and help we can only get from God. We delve into our stores of faith-related knowledge. We seek out those we can share our burdens with. We search the scriptures. Our spiritual muscles are not used to this, our heart complains. We ask “Why God?”

There are physiologic reasons why our muscles get sore when we workout. Taxing them past what they’re used to tears them up a little bit. They rebuild, bigger, better, stronger. So worth it, right? There are also reasons why suffering yields spiritual strength. Trials remind us that we are not in control here. We wouldn’t bring them on ourselves, knowingly, yet they find us, and we realize that in order to work through them we need help. The upside down way of God says that in weakness we are made strong. Just as when our muscles are torn down and rebuild stronger, when we are cast down by whatever bad stuff we’re going through, we can call on God and be rebuilt stronger. Those spiritual muscles get taxed and He turns our weakness into strength.

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We must choose to exercise our faith. But, what is faith? Where do we go to find it? Faith is like the wind, impossible to see, but we know it is there because of how it effects everything it touches. Through faith we can see things as if they are already accomplished. Even when they are not actually… yet. Through faith, we are living between the now and the not… yet. We can tell when faith is taken out of the equation, by the lack of its effect. The language of unexercised faith sounds like, “This is never going to get better.” “You will never change.” “I will always have this problem.” “I will never have enough.”

Let’s say this again, Hebrews 11:1, “Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, evidence of things not seen.” (NKJV) “Now faith is being sure of what we hope for and certain of what we do not see.” (NIV)

The dictionary defines substance as “actual matter of a thing, as opposed to the appearance of shadow; reality.” Substance is reality – faith is the reality of things hoped for! If I have faith for something or in something, I see myself like a little child in line. Waiting her turn at the water fountain. I know I’ll get my turn. I can already taste the water because I will have it when it is time for me to have it. I can wait. The thing I am hoping for is as good as mine.

The dictionary defines evidence as “that which tends to prove or disprove something; ground for belief; proof.” Through faith in God, the proof is in trusting Him. If you say you have faith in God and don’t trust Him, watch out – there is a problem with that. The evidence does not have to be seen during the hoping time because we know the God we trust has got this. We can wait and have the assurance that what is promised will happen. Faith carries us until all promises are fulfilled. You will see this throughout Hebrews 11.

This is such a good chapter to camp out in if you have been faithfully, patiently waiting for God to answer your prayers. You may be praying for something or someone for a long, long time. Not getting the answer you seek and most likely causing you a lot of pain and hardship. Me too. It is hard to walk by faith and not by sight. God never said it would be easy. He did say however, that it will be rewarded. It will be worth it.

“But as it is written: “Eye has not seen, nor ear heard, nor have entered into the heart of man the things which God has prepared for those who love Him.” (1 Corinthians 2:9)

We have to dig our heels into His promises and refuse to move into the land of hopelessness and despair. Faith-filled women don’t belong there. No matter what we see or if the land we dwell in is not yet what we know we are promised, we hang in there. And not just hang in. We flourish. We exercise our physical muscles and our spiritual muscles and keep hope alive because He lives. And He can be trusted.

James 1:2 has a recommendation that makes me kind of think that I’m not crazy to love sore muscles. It says: “My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials.” I believe he knew that going through trials that test our faith builds spiritual strength, just as the workouts we’re faithful to do build our physical strength.

Sisters, look differently at those things that challenge you to step out of that comfort zone. Step up to those things that used to send you into hibernation. Dig deep knowing that you can do anything through Christ, seriously, you can! Thank Him for the broken places in you that are evidence of a faith under construction. They will be built up, stronger than they were before. And you, more faithful than you ever imagined you could be.

(Scripture References: Hebrews 11, Philippians 4:13, James 1:2, 1 Corinthians 2:9, 2 Corinthians 5:7, 1 Thessalonians 5: 16-18)

 

Homesick

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I took a vacation last week. A beautiful location, out of the ordinary activities and no household chores. I am so thankful for the time away to behold the beauty of a white beach, aquamarine water and stunning sky. I thoroughly enjoyed the company of those I traveled with and the blessings of God as we opened His Word each day. But this was out of my comfort zone. I missed home. I missed the family members who couldn’t come with me. I missed my kitchen, my couch, my bed and my church. I was not “home.”

While away, I took long walks and reviewed the old and recited the new scriptures I am memorizing and, WOW, God’s timing was perfect! I’ve been working on Hebrews 11 and the coincidence of that portion of scripture with the homesickness I was experiencing, had to be a “God thing.”

Hebrews 11: 9-10:  “By faith he (Abraham) dwelt in the land of promise as in a foreign country, dwelling in tents with Isaac and Jacob, the heirs with him of the same promise; for he waited for the city which has foundations, whose builder and maker is God.”

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Similar to what Abraham felt in verse 10, I feel that the city that I am made for and going to is yet to come. That city “whose builder and maker is God,” is the place where there can be no more homesickness, because I’ll truly be home. This is a place where believers will no longer feel like strangers or pilgrims. It will be our real home.

They recognized that this world was not their home and they believed that God could be trusted to honor His promises. They knew that life on this planet was not “as good as it gets.”

The cities we live in now are manmade. Inhabited by whoever can afford to buy the house or pay the rent. In the city that God promises us, we will feel at home. Because the city we long for is prepared for us by God. The creator and satisfier of our souls. And we will be able to afford it because Jesus paid the price for us to live there, His very life.

Hebrews 11 is sometimes called “The Hall of Faith” because it teaches what faith is, along with giving us great examples of faith in the re-telling of the great stories of Abel, Enoch, Noah, Abraham and more. It is amazing that as full of faith these patriarchs were, they died before they saw the promises fulfilled.

They did three things, that we can do as well, that kept their faith in God’s promises alive. “They were persuaded of them, and embraced them, and confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth. ” (verse 13) They recognized that this world was not their home and they believed that God could be trusted to honor His promises. They knew that life on this planet was not “as good as it gets.”

To treat my homesickness, I go to scripture that reminds me of my heavenly hope.

And haven’t you felt a little homesick too? Everything can be going real good. Loved ones are healthy, no one is mad at you, the bills are paid. The sun is shining and kids aren’t whining. It’s good. Yet there is something just not right and you can’t put your finger on it. There’s an emptiness that even the greatest thing in this world won’t satisfy. The good feelings don’t last, something has to go wrong and spoil everything. Why? Because we are not really home yet. That city that God has prepared for us is our real home.

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Sometimes we can feel the homesickness more than at others, but it won’t truly disappear until He appears or takes us home to glory, where He dwells.To treat my homesickness, I go to scripture that reminds me of my heavenly hope.  I love the USA and am thankful to have been born and raised in a nation that was founded on the principles that have allowed me to exercise my faith; but I am also thankful that this is not my forever home. I am assured that a better country awaits me.

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Hebrews 11:14-16: “For those who say such things declare plainly that they seek a homeland. And truly if they had called to mind that country from which they had come out, they would have had opportunity to return. But now they desire a better, that is, a heavenly country. Therefore God is not ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared a city for them.”

Some of you are homesick for loved ones that have gone to their heavenly home. Me too. Live like they’re watching because I believe they are. Hebrews 12:1 says, “Therefore we also, since we 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,” Even better, Jesus is watching and cheering us on, verse 2 says, “looking unto Jesus, the author and finisher of our faith, who for the joy that was set before Him endured the cross, despising the shame, and has sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.”

Day to day life can get to the point that it just has to be endured. Vacations are needed because they can recharge our batteries and can cause us to reflect on the homes we left behind and should love and appreciate every single day. But more than that, the homesick feeling should remind us of the heavenly home that awaits us. This should cause us to live each day in that hope, with joy that is strong enough to endure anything that happens during the journey here.

There’s this song my former pastor’s wife used to sing in church.  I love it so much. A song that transports me to the place my soul longs for. Sweet Beulah Land.

Sweet Beulah Land

Squire Parsons

I’m kind of homesick for a country. To which I’ve never been before. No sad goodbyes will there be spoken. For time won’t matter anymore.

Beulah Land, I’m longing for you. And some day, on thee I’ll stand. There my home, shall be eternal. Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land

I’m looking now, just across the river. To where my faith, shall end in sight. There’s just a few more days to labor. Then I will take my heavenly flight.

Beulah Land, I’m longing for you. And someday, on thee I’ll stand. There my home, shall be eternal. Beulah Land, sweet Beulah Land.

The land of “Beulah” is mentioned in Isaiah 62:4 where God is speaking about the deliverance of Zion and the establishment of Christ’s kingdom. My Study Bible says of this scripture, “Righteousness and salvation will burst forth as a light upon the Gentiles. Moreover, the Gentiles will not merely observe this light, but will receive it.”

On our last day at the beach, the bright light of the sun shone full force and its presence had a profound impact on everyone out there. My homesickness eased because I knew I would be back on familiar ground soon. On my last day, or on that great day when Christ returns, the Son’s light will burst forth full force and my homesickness for heaven will disappear as I take my heavenly flight.