God’s promises are true…

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I recently returned from South Africa. My last photo there is looking out at a double rainbow at Cape Town airport. Many times during the visit, I realized God is wherever I am in the world. He was there before I arrived. He’ll be there after I depart. He promises to be by my side always. Personally, I try not to use “always” and “never” unless I am absolutely – 100% – certain. God uses “always” and means 100%. It’s hard for me to imagine anyone wanting to be with me 24/7/365, let alone forever! God is faithful and wants to be with me ALWAYS! Amazing grace how sweet it is!

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Redeeming Love

Redeeming Love:

Titus 2:14 (NIV) who gave himself for us to redeem us from all wickedness and to purify for himself a people that are his very own, eager to do what is good.

Titus 2:14 reminds us that Jesus died for ALL sin. Not just the sins I commit, but the sins committed against me.

1) What does this look like?

Wounds:

We all have them. Some are tiny and don’t require much attention or first aid.  Others run deeper and may require medical attention such as stitches, casts, surgery. Some wounds are invisible to others. This could be as blatant as a drunk driver killing a loved one, a spouse cheating, child abuse – physical, emotional, sexual – stealing a child’s innocence.  Or it can be subtle, like a friend’s judgement, a spouse’s little white lie.  God can heal all these wounds.  Jesus took them to the cross. I don’t have to fix any of them. God redeems. Clinging to hurts instead of allowing the wound to heal is my first reaction. In my human-ness, I want revenge, eye for an eye justice. Forgiveness is not in me.  It is from God. True and complete forgiveness is only found in God.  When the wounds are deep, it takes me several times of prayer to complete the forgiveness cycle. Often, I require re-visiting with God to continue the healing path.

2) How do I reflect this in my life?

I am constantly asking God to give me His grace for others and for myself. This can be seen as me being less judgmental and critical. When I hold on to the hurt, anger, and desire for revenge, I become full of bitterness, criticism, and fear. “Fear?” you might ask. Fear is a sneaky emotion. Being hurt makes me vulnerable. I don’t like that. My fear is that I will let it happen again, even when it’s not in my control. When I allow God’s grace to be seen in me, I exhibit peace, joy, kindness.

Often, I think of the unfairness in these circumstances. BUT, was it fair or just that Jesus died on the cross for my transgressions and the transgressions against me? Growing up, I had four older brothers who were quite protective of their baby sister. Jesus is the ultimate big brother. His protection includes the greatest sacrifice. Will you embrace Him?

 

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TODAY

Anyone remember:

The original Willy Wonka and the Chocolate Factory with Gene Wilder? He leads the group into a room and there is only one way out – the door through which they entered…

OR: Get Smart TV series? – Maxwell Smart goes into the phone booth, drops through the trap door, and then goes through a series of doors before arriving in HQ.

Lately, I’ve felt God boxing in my view, letting me see only so far ahead.  It seems a two-fold solution.

  1. I focus on TODAY, not tomorrow, not next week, not next month, not next year. TODAY.
  2. I don’t skip any steps along the way.  A mountain climber does not climb the entire slope in one step.  The climber knows it takes many steps leading to the summit.  That’s what God is telling me. He allows me to see the next door at the right moment. I tend to focus on things like “what if this happens again?” Or “how do i control this situation to make peace?”  Neither of which is in my control.  God promises not to give us more than we can handle. (1 Corinthians 10:13) My fleshly self thinks it will break, but He reminds me to stay focused on Him, praising Him, talking to HIm, letting Him provide the strength to sustain me through every situation. A key to doing this is my family in Christ. Often, I want to isolate and hide away from eeryone, keeping my issues to myself.  This only leads to self-pity and depression. When I take the risk to ask my sisters for help, prayer and guidance, the load becomes lighter and I can see that life will continue.  My Aglow sisters are a huge part of this! To you I say, “Thank you from the bottom of my heart!”

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The Power of the Crumb

Jesus withdrew to the region of Tyre and Sidon. A Canaanite woman from that vicinity came to him, crying out, “Lord, Son of David, have mercy on me! My daughter is demon-possessed and suffering terribly.”  Jesus did not answer a word. So his disciples came to him and urged him, “Send her away, for she keeps crying out after us.”  He answered, “I was sent only to the lost sheep of Israel.” The woman came and knelt before him. “Lord, help me!” she said. He replied, “It is not right to take the children’s bread and toss it to the dogs.”  “Yes it is, Lord,” she said. “Even the dogs eat the crumbs that fall from their master’s table.” Then Jesus said to her, “Woman, you have great faith! Your request is granted.” And her daughter was healed at that moment.  (Matthew 15:21-28)

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This woman who approached Jesus had faith beyond what most of us have.   She was a foreigner rather than a Jew, so there was no guarantee that Jesus, a Jew, would even consider her request.   Moreover, she was asking Him to heal her daughter of demon possession, which required drastic intervention on Jesus’ part.  This woman was persistent, as she had been pestering Jesus AND His disciples.  When Jesus told her that He was sent only to the Jews, she humbled herself and knelt before Him; she did not argue.   However, she was most likely desperate to see her daughter healed.   When Jesus explained that it would not be right to toss to the dogs what was intended for the Jews, she pointed out that even the dogs gather up the crumbs that fall on the floor when the family has eaten.  Impressed by her faith and confidence, Jesus healed her daughter immediately.

The crumbs the woman spoke of were not just any old crumbs; they were the crumbs of the Bread of Life.   She knew who Jesus was and did not underestimate His power.  Even a crumb of His Presence would be enough to bring healing to her daughter.   Do WE really understand the power of God’s Presence in our lives?   The Bread of Life lives inside every believer; the Bread that always satisfies dwells within us!   The same Spirit that raised Jesus Christ from the dead lives inside of us (Romans 8:11).   Jesus is always MORE than enough for every need.   He is able to satisfy our hunger in every area and to fill us with enough to share with others.  Perhaps we need to meditate on the power of even one small crumb from the Bread of Life!  That little crumb could prove to be life-transforming!

Burned Out, Consumed, & Used Up?

Burned Out, Consumed, & Used Up?Often, of late, I have found myself lamenting that I feel burnt out and completely consumed by my schedule, the pace of life, and by the tyranny of the urgent.   In spite of the fact that I regularly set boundaries and refuse to get involved in activities that do not line up with goals I have prayerfully set for myself, I nonetheless find myself nearly drowning in a sea of scheduling challenges.   I have come to the conclusion that it is impossible to be the kind of wife, mother, daughter, and friend that I would like to be to those I love.  It is equally impossible to serve God the way I would like to serve Him.

However, God has not assigned me the task of the final judgment.   THAT is very good news!   He is the God of more than enough (El Shaddai).  He will more than compensate for my deficiencies and inadequacies.   His main concern is that I express my love for Him in the form of obedience.   He judges my heart, not my performance.  “The Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”  (I Samuel 16:7)  Other people may look at my failures, my insufficiency, my shortcomings; worse yet, I often judge and condemn myself, as I am painfully aware of the ways I do not meet my own expectations (much less everyone else’s!).  However, God sees things differently — He cares about my love and devotion to Him and my willingness to have His heart for those He loves.

When I feel burnt out or used up for Him, I am, in fact, right where He wants me.  After all, Jesus was poured out and used up for me.  How much more should I be willing to be consumed and burnt up for Him?   Perhaps I should stop wasting my energy on introspection and self-evaluation and concentrate on pursuing Him passionately, without regard for my success or failure, and simply allow myself to be consumed by His fire?  Maybe someone else might be warmed by the heat….

A-Movin’ and A-Quakin’ — the Blessing of Shaken Foundations

ImageOf late, does it seem as if everything familiar in your life has begun to shake?  Are your plans continually having to be changed and your routines upended?  Nobody — not even those of us who seem to thrive on adrenaline —  enjoys living in a state of interruptions — full of sidelined plans, broken appointments, aborted goals, and chaotic schedules.  For most of us, life seems to lurch forward at light speed; we are regularly almost late to nearly everything, and more and more details are swallowed up in the “forgotten items” pile of our brains.

As a child, I remember long, lazy summers when I yearned for the much-anticipated first day of school.   I recall the joy and anticipation of the Advent season.   I counted days until visits from favorite relatives or our much-loved vacations to family in the Rocky Mountains.   Everything seemed to take forever to “get here,” and my enjoyment level of everything we had anticipated was unbelievably high.

Now, however, it seems school starts before I can even begin settling down for the summer.  Christmas comes before I am prepared for it.  There is never enough time to plan, much less execute, a lazy weekend with friends or family.   Life literally screams for attention, in spite of my vain efforts to refuse much of what it demands of me.   Schedules swallow me alive, and it seems there is very little room to breathe.

However, I am finding God is present in the whirlwind and the storms.   My plans do not, after all, shape the framework of my peace.   Only Jesus can do that.   All my survival systems and coping mechanisms pale in comparison to His Presence.   In fact, it appears He is currently shaking everything in my operating systems that can be shaken.   He longs for me to rely on Him and Him alone, to seek His Presence and peace in the throes of all the pressures of life.

A well-organized day-planner will NOT give me peace, as people and circumstances have the power to alter the most carefully laid plans.   A better calendar and more well-developed ability to say “no” will not give me rest.   Only Jesus can do that.   In His mercy, He shakes my plans and my systems and my coping mechanisms.  “For no one can lay any foundation other than the one already laid, which is Jesus Christ” (I Corinthians 3:11).  God wants our foundation to be on Jesus, the Rock, rather than on anyone or anything else (Matthew 7:25-27).  Only HE will sustain us when the storms of life hit and our plans (our little houses of cards) collapse.

In His mercy, He shakes every foundation that does not reflect His handiwork.   Although He temporarily allows us to go our own way, He promises that everything not built on Him will ultimately fail.  In Haggai 2:6-7, God promises:  “Once more (it is a little while) I will shake heaven and earth, the sea and dry land;and I will shake all nations, and they shall come to the Desire of All Nations, and I will fill this temple with glory,’ says the Lord of hosts.”  Truly, it is God’s MERCY and boundless LOVE for us that provoke Him to shake up anything of our own making.   He yearns for us to yearn for Him — and to abandon all other things on which we so easily have come to rely.

Father, help me remove the rubble of my own plans and systems.   Teach me — gently, if possible!  — how to remain solidly planted on the foundation of Your Presence in my life and to rely on Your Word, Your plans, and Your perspective.   Teach me Your way, O Lord.  I choose to walk in Your truth.   Unite my heart to fear Your Name (see Psalm 86:11).  Help me to rejoice in the rubble of my own ways and embrace You — the joy and power of Your Presence in me!

I Am a Rock? Really?

Seward_Alaska_12As the exponential growth of technology continues to facilitate instant personal communication with a myriad of contacts, it seems ironic that our ability to maintain meaningful real-life (as opposed to virtual) relationships is taking a nose-dive.   I know numerous people who suffer from depression, isolation, and loneliness, regardless of their intellect, variety of interests and hobbies, or charisma.  Indeed, the old song “I Am a Rock,” by Simon and Garfunkel, could serve as the anthem of our culture in this friendless, fatherless, motherless generation [https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ealhxti03pk].  When I was young and this song was popular, that song served to shore me up in some kind of strong castle when I felt rejected by my peers; I remember these words encouraged me in my self-perceived virtuous resolve to manage everything on my own and avoid trusting other people.  Here are part of the words to this nearly-legendary song of my early teens:  “I’ve built walls,  a fortress deep and mighty that none may penetrate.  I have no need of friendship; friendship causes pain. It’s laughter and it’s loving I disdain. I am a rock, I am an island. Don’t talk of love, but I’ve heard the words before; it’s sleeping in my memory. I won’t disturb the slumber of feelings that have died. If I never loved I never would have cried. I am a rock, I am an island. I have my books and my poetry to protect me; I am shielded in my armor, hiding in my room, safe within my womb. I touch no one and no one touches me. I am a rock, I am an island. And a rock feels no pain; and an island never cries” (part of lyrics copyright by Paul Simon & Art Garfunkel).  I actually WAS the subject of ridicule, or at least, so I imagined, from my classmates; apparently reading foreign-language dictionaries and doing science experiments with plant hormones was NOT a typical pastime for a seventh-grader.  I also managed to strike out at kickball more than once; my failure in athletics only increased the shame of my bookworm status.  (Wearing ridiculously thick glasses didn’t help my image, either!)

However, the message of the Gospel runs in complete opposition to the proclamations of this song.   God didn’t design us to muddle through life as loners or hermits.   In the Bible, the only Person strong enough to navigate life (and all eternity) successfully in His own power and strength was Jesus Christ; He is the only Man referred to in Scripture as a Rock.  In I Corinthians 10:3-5, Paul describes Jesus as the Rock and explains that He was the Source of the water that God had brought out of the rock for the Israelites when they were thirsty in the wilderness (Exodus 17:5).   Although it seems odd that water would ever spring from a rock, this water is living water that will always satisfy (see John 4:10).  This water from the Living Stone is available to all of us. In John 7:37-38, we read that “On the last and greatest day of the festival, Jesus stood and said in a loud voice, ‘Let anyone who is thirsty come to me and drink. Whoever believes in me, as Scripture has said, rivers of living water will flow from within them.’”  Peter encourages us to come to Jesus, the Living Stone (I Peter 2:4), who has been rejected by men but is precious to God.  Jesus, the Living Stone that is the source of this supernatural Living Water (aka life itself).  In fact, many places in the Bible exhort us to rely on the Lord as our strength and depend on His power and resources rather than on our own.  Nowhere are we encouraged to wall ourselves in and sing an anthem to the isolating, fortifying power of our own rejection, no matter how enticing the lyrics or melody may seem.

Isn’t it interesting that the only One who CAN manage every aspect of life, for all eternity, on His own — with His own power, strength, and might — is the One Who chose of His own free will to create us for relationship, first with Himself and then with one another?  His tears of compassion for us are equivalent to water from the rock.   Father, forgive me for the times I have attempted to isolate myself and hide in my own self-appointed bunker of solitary confinement.   Call forth water from the Rock and cleanse me of my tendency to withdraw when wounded or disappointed, and empower me to continue to pursue relationship with You and with others.   Thank You for the Rock, Jesus — my strong Tower and Fortress, my infinite supply of life-giving Living Water!