There's a hole in my bucket...
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LORD, Change Me...please
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The Lesson of the Butterfly...One day, a small opening appeared in a cocoon; a man sat and watched for the butterfly for several hours as it struggled to force its body through that little hole. It appeared as if it had gotten as far as it could and it could not go any further. Then, it seemed to stop making any progress. So the man decided to help the butterfly: he took a pair of scissors and opened the cocoon. The butterfly then emerged easily. But it had a withered body, with tiny and shriveled wings.
The man continued to watch because he expected that, at any moment, the wings would open, enlarge and expand, to be able to support the butterfly’s body, and become firm. Neither happened! In fact, the butterfly spent the rest of its life crawling around with a withered body and shriveled wings. It was never able to fly. What the man, in his kindness and his goodwill did not understand was that the restricting cocoon and the struggle required for the butterfly to get through the tiny opening, were God’s way of forcing fluid from the body of the butterfly into its wings, so that it would be ready for flight once it achieved its freedom from the cocoon. Sometimes, struggles are exactly what we need in our life. If God allowed us to go through our life without any obstacles, it would cripple us. We would not be as strong as we could have been...unable to fly. I asked for Strength… and God gave difficulties to make me strong. I received nothing I asked for…but I received everything I needed. Let us live life without fear, confront all obstacles and know that with God, you can overcome them.I read the lesson of the Butterfly this evening, and thought "that's it!" I can't think of one part of me that doesn't need to be changed. I am a mess - there is no sinner worse than me with obstacles everywhere I turn. How do I prioritize...where do I start? And as I ask myself these questions I realize that all along I've been trying to do this in my own strength, and after more than 50 years of trying I should know that it is impossible to do anything in my own strength. I am like Paul...desiring to do the right thing, but continuing to do what is wrong. I realized earlier in this journey that I need to identify my enemies, and today I think I can realistically say I have only two...one is satan, the enemy of my soul, and the other is my 'SELF"! I read something interesting written on Joanna Weaver's blog "A Year with Oswald"...funny, I had marked this page in my own copy of the same devotional (My Utmost for His Highest). I know that when the LORD points out something to me twice, He means to get my attention by repeating the same lesson to me. The very first line sticks out like a chicken catcher and grabs me, making it impossible to get away. The first thing to do in examining the power that dominates me is to take hold of the unwelcome fact that I am responsible for being thus dominated. If I am a slave to myself I am to blame because at a point a way back I yielded to myself.
The real problem is not being yielded to Christ in every area of my life. Not that I am not submitted in some, but that I must be submitted in ALL my ways.Oswald Chambers goes on to say: "There is no power in the human soul of itself to break the bondage of a disposition formed by yielding. Yield for one second in the nature of lust (remember what lust is; "I must have it at once" whether it be lust of the flesh or of the mind) - once you yield and though you may hate yourself for having yielded, you are a bondslave to that thing. There is no release in human power at all but only in the redemption. You must yield yourself in utter humiliation to the ONLY One who can break the dominating power...the LORD Jesus Christ..."He hath anointed Me [Jesus] to preach deliverance to all captives".
Psalm 25:15...I have printed this scripture and put in in different places around my house and in my office.. as a reminder that my focus needs to be on Him. ..."My eyes are ever on the LORD for ONLY He will release my feet from the snare". Psalm 25:4-5 Show me Your ways, Oh LORD, teach me your paths; guide me in Your truth and teach me, for You are God, my Savior and my hope is in You...ALL DAY LONG!If it wasn't important, the LORD wouldn't have brought me to this scripture, vs 15 first, and then back to vs 4 & 5 to re-enforce ALL DAY LONG. Isaiah 58:14 - 19..."Build up, build up, prepare the road! Remove the obstacles out of the way of my people...for this is what the high and lofty One says - He who lives forever whose name is Holy: I live in a high and holy place, but also with him who is contrite and lowly in spirit, to revive the spirit of the lowly and to revive the heart of the contrite. I will not accuse forever, nor will I always be angry, for then the spirit of man would grow faint before me - the breath of man that I have created. I was enraged by his sinful greed; I punished him and hid my face in anger, yet he kept on in his willful ways. I have seen his ways, BUT I WILL HEAL HIM; I will guide him and restore comfort to him, creating praise on the lips of the mourners...Peace, peace, to those far and near, says the LORD...AND I WILL HEAL THEM.
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...Praise be to God! He is mighty in power, and worth of all praise, filled with mercy and grace... |
Repairing the Walls
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Last year I trained for and walked a half marathon, held in July. I did alot of walking, but no cross training at all...and even though I used to teach aerobics and be very fit when I was younger, I have become over weight and out of shape. I have lots of exercise tapes, but had none to just get started...you see, even though I was fit in the past, I am a beginner now. Last week I saw the host of Extreme Makeover Weight Loss Edition on Dr. Oz, and his work with the morbidly obese; and though I don't fall into the morbidly obese category, I am overweight and out of shape. I thought "that's it! I need to start at the beginning so I can stay on the path". So I sent for his book and the exercise video. I just finished my first work-out, and though it was not hard, it felt good to get moving...my goal! I am encouraged by the testimony of those in the video who have lost literally hundreds of pounds, and know that the journey to complete health is one of perseverance. I began this Lenten season with a commitment to repairing the Temple of the Holy Spirit, my body, by making wise food choices and though I am down 10 lbs, I know that more needs to be done to become strong physically.Last week I read the account of Nehemiah (chapters 2, 3, 4) when he determined to rebuild the walls of Jerusalem that had been a pile of rubble for 70 years! In the darkness, in secret, he assessed the situation for 3 days to see what and how much work needed to be done. He saw that the walls were down the gates were burned and though not destroyed, they were not in their places or were so badly damaged they needed to be replaced. And then the work began...each family working on the walls and gates nearest to their own homes. And so my work begins...and though it has been 3 WEEKS (not 3 days) since I began my time of assessing the situation, today is the first day to reveal that a rebuilding is taking place.In chapter 4, verse 14 it says "Don't be afraid...remember, the LORD who is great and awesome, AND FIGHT for your [siblings], your sons and your daughters, your [spouses] and your homes." This is significant to me because it says that the rebuilding I am doing will affect more than just me. It has less to do with me alone...and more to do with those I care for.Years ago the LORD told me I must train as an athlete...I'm so thankful for His patience with me. When we conquer "self", our minds become masters of our bodies instead of our bodies being master of our minds. A body that is mastered by the mind is one that has received a gift of the Holy Spirit...self discipline. Over the next several weeks I'll be exploring this and sharing my journey. I hope you will join me and be encouraged. It all begins with the first step...replacing the first stone in the rebuilding of the wall.Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. Deb |
The Simplicity of Life...
| As I was planting garlic yesterday, and doing all the other assorted work in the garden yesterday, I was reminded of my Grandma Millie. I loved working in her garden with her, and believe I "inherited" my gardening skills from her. She loved growing things, from vegetables to flowers outside, and exotic plants in her house. She canned everything from meat & fish to fruit and vegetables. My biggest regret is that I was never with her when she canned, so I didn't get a "lesson" in pressure canning. Her basement was filled with canned goods on shelves, beautiful jars lined up neatly, ready to provide a feast for no matter who showed up. After she lost her leg to diabetes, she could no longer get in her basement, so a couple times/year she'd have me go in the basement and take "inventory"....but she never did quit canning!!! So, yesterday as I was trying to get my garlic in and beat the impending storm, I thought of Gram...no hardship, including physical, kept her from what she had been doing for all her life. Preparing, and living from the land. She'd scoot through the yard to her garden plot, and plant. She'd wheel her chair to the kitchen sink and pack jars for canning. She'd crush berries that people would bring her, and make the juice that would eventually become wine.I'm thankful today for the lessons I learned from Gram, and the skills she passed on to me. And lest you think we lived closeby, I need to correct you. My parents divorced when I was quite young, and we lived in a different town. My visits to Gram when I was young, were yearly for 2 weeks. But those visits were packed!!! Not only did I spend time with her in the garden, but camping and teaching me to fish. She introduced me to berry picking (especially huckleberries) and showed me how much food there is from the land...if only a person will get out there and gather it!Our relationship was forged when I was young, and then when I grew up and was married, it continued. Hardly a day went by that we didn't talk on the phone, especially after she lost her leg.Never underestimate the importance of grandparents in the lives of the children...I am so thankful that my grandparents were a real part of my life, teaching me the lessons that I didn't learn from my parents.So, here I am, MANY years later, and a grandparent myself. Times have changed, and so have many other things. When I was young, just going 50 miles was a great distance...now we think nothing of traveling across the country in a single day. Unfortunately, the lessons of life have become "insignificant" and instead of working for our food by growing it, we purchase it at the grocery store, and place our emphasis on gathering more "free" time. But to what expense? Is the time really "free", or has it robbed us of our ability to enjoy the truly simple things in life? Like teaching a child to catch a fish, or grow a pumpkin, or bake a pie? If you are a grandparent, be sure you do this today...for the sake of their lives tomorrow. And if you are a parent, encourage the relationship between your parents and your children. It may just be one of the most important things you ever do for them...From the mountains of Montana, on this late fall morning...Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ. Deb Lord, make me an instrument of Your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is sadness, joy. O, Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console; to be understood as to understand; to be loved as to love; for it is in giving that we receive; it is in pardoning that we are pardoned; and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life. |
Walking on a rocky path...
When you walk, your steps will not be hampered; when you run, you will not stumble. Proverbs 4:12
Yesterday Joe and I were hiking along a shale rock slide, and it was mighty difficult walking. Our goal was a meadow stream, but we had to walk a narrow trail covered with these uncomfortable under the feet rocks. The going was slow, and I kept thinking how unprepared I had come, leaving the house without hiking boots...only my fishing boots and Chaco sandals - neither are hiking appropriate. I fully expected to turn an ankle, or slip & fall - SOMETHING to injure myself. But, I didn't. My feet were sure, staying on the path and though I was thankful when we finally reached the meadow and could see the stream, I knew we would have to walk the same way out!
This morning, as I read this scripture it reminded me of the truth of God's promises. Yesterday when we left on our adventure, it was not with anything in mind other than catching fish. I was not thinking about any big spiritual awakening, I was not thinking about witnessing, I was not thinking about anything other than spending an afternoon with my husband, in the quiet meadow casting flies to hungry trout.
That's the beauty of God's promises...He watches over us at all times. He blesses us with streams that have not been fished for a year, lots of bugs, and hungry trout rising to floating pieces of yarn, hair and feathers tied on a hook. But more than that, He keeps steady the feet of a woman too caught up in her excitement to wear the proper shoes, because she puts her trust in Him.
July 21, 2011...He kept my feet on the path and my steps were not hampered. I am thankful for the simple blessings of this life.
Sometimes I feel like a nut...
Sometimes I feel like a nut...(sung to the Mounds/Almond Joy jingle). But really, sometimes I really wonder about myself...
Two nights ago my husband was late coming to bed...he got distracted in his wood shop, and it was after 10:30 before he came back in the house. I don't let myself fall asleep before he comes to bed because I'll wake up - preventing me from sleep the rest of the night while he snores away. Ahhh, the joys of growing older.
So, I was in bed with my thoughts...why don't Amish women use buttons instead of straight pins as fasteners on their clothing...is it possible to grow chicken feed so we're not dependent on the ever rising prices of commercial feed (I don't have chickens)...I wonder if I could learn to use a chain saw...and what would the best design be for an old fashioned root cellar (sod roof of course). How many rocks would it take to make a rock wall...and if the snow doesn't subside soon, we're never gonna get those pine beetle trees down and burned before spring. Is organic compost REALLY organic? and if I get a hive of bees, how can I keep the bears out if it? 2 Tbl of local honey/day is supposed to help with allergies...and how can I harvest the bee pollen? Hmmm, would Wednesday or Thursday night be best for a Bible study? Sure glad baby Gia is eating...and I hope Jack will be an eater too. Did John complete the list of things I gave him? I need to water Kane's plants...how much flour do you get from a pound of wheat? I NEED TO ORDER THE SILICA PACKS!!! I wonder why the butcher shop didn't return my call...is there an advantage to square foot gardening over traditional rows?
I don't worry, I just have lots of questions...it's really no wonder I don't sleep well...my brain just doesn't shut down. I need to put a pen and paper beside my bed so that I don't forget the important things. I'm glad though, that I question things and am curious...because there really is a purpose behind everything and an answer to all my questions. It's funny how age has not tempered this part of me.
The questions of life are endless...I'm not talking about worries or concerns, there are plenty of those too...but since I can't do anything about worries I have learned to give them to God. I think the questions keep our brains working and growing...we NEED to figure things out as a form of exercise for our brains! Now, if only I would exercise my body as frequently :)
When my son was a little boy, he nearly drove me crazy with his constant "what if" questions...today I can see that the nut didn't fall too far from the tree. I didn't see it then...he was just exercising his brain :)
Have a great day...
Deb
Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and he will establish your plans...Proverbs 16:3
May he give you the desire of your heart and make all your plans succeed. May we shout for joy over your victory and lift up our banners in the name of our God. May the LORD grant all your requests...Psalm 20:4-5
A SEASON FOR EVERYTHING
Wintry Days...
Here we are, one week from March and the hope of spring...HOWEVER, the forecast here in our neck of the woods is for more snow and bitter cold, at least in the near future. Sometimes it's really hard to look beyond what is before us, especially when you want something so badly...I was thinking about this yesterday, how we get impatient for what we want, overlooking that there is a reason for the circumstances we're in right now.
When my daughter was a new mother with her first child, alone in Germany while her husband was in Iraq, she called me tearfully many times "please Mom, pray that I will have patience". Her newborn son was fussy, with reflux that caused him to cry constantly and keep her from sleep day and night. This is tough on anyone, but especially someone who is going it alone. There was literally nothing else I COULD do...so instead of being an extra set of arms to walk the floor with her fussy baby, I was an extra set of knees on the other side of the world.
What happened is that my daughter learned patience...she learned patience with her child, and she learned patience in waiting for her husband. She learned that though her circumstances were less than she had hoped or even ever imagined, what she was going through was only temporary. But, it wasn't easy...especially while she was in the midst of these things.
But, she did endure...eventually her husband returned to her side, her son grew out of his fussy stage, and she became stronger - strong enough to have 2 more children, and endure several more deployments. I learned how to truly trust God with those I love, and the power and IMPORTANCE of my prayers. One of these days I will share how the power of prayer brought my son-in-law from Iraq to Germany within hours for the birth of my grandson.
So today, as I look out at the snow and long for spring I am reminded that this too shall pass...and if we didn't have the snow then we wouldn't have moisture for this next season. And, as I type this I realize that if we didn't have war, we wouldn't have freedom. There really IS a season for everything under the sun...
Have a most blessed day my friends...
Deb
Ecclesiastes 3
A Time for Everything
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
9 What do workers gain from their toil? 10 I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet[a] no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him....
MAINTAINING A PRAYER LIFE
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
and where there is sadness, joy.
O, Divine Master,
grant that I may not so much seek
to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love;
for it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Deb
David Wilkerson TodayWEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 29, 2010MAINTAINING A PRAYER LIFE I must maintain a life of prayer in order to overcome spiritual dryness. Why is it that none of us pray as we should? We know that our burdens can all be lifted when we are shut in with him. The voice of the Holy Spirit keeps calling us to prayer, “Come!”Come to the water that satisfies that soul thirst. Come to the Father, who pities his children. Come to the Lord of life, who promises to forgive everysin committed. Come to the One who refuses to condemn you or forsake you or hide from you.We may try to hide from God because of guilt and condemnation but he never hides from us. Come boldly to his throne of grace, even when you have sinned and failed. He instantly forgives those who repent with godly sorrow. You don’t have to spend hours and days in remorse and guilt or earn your way back into his good graces. Go to the Father, bend your knees, open your heart, and cry out your agony and pain. Tell him about your loneliness, feelings of isolation, fears, and failures.We try everything except prayer. We read books, looking for formulas and guidelines. We go to friends, ministers, and counselors, looking everywhere for a word of comfort or advice. We seek mediators and forget the one Mediator who has the answer to everything.Nothing dispels dryness and emptiness more quickly than an hour or two shut in with God. Nothing can take the place of praying to the Father in that secluded secret closet. That is the solution to every dry spell.“For I will pour water upon him that is thirsty, and floods upon the dry ground: I will pour my spirit upon thy seed, and my blessing upon thine offspring” (Isaiah 44:3).
7/22 early morning dream...
So, I submit this for discernment...I believe it all fits together and my prayer is for understanding as well as the wisdom it takes to be faithful to what the LORD is instructing. May I be the kind of [wo]man that God has His Hand upon because I have determined to "prepare [my] heart to seek the law of the Lord, and to do it”
Grace and peace to you from him who is, and who was, and who is to come, and from the seven spirits before his throne, and from Jesus Christ, who is the faithful witness...
Deb
