March 20th, 1:44pm 2 comments

There's a hole in my bucket...

Leaky_bucket

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There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, a hole.
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Then fix it, dear Henry, dear Henry, fix it.
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I fix it, dear Liza, with what?
With straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With straw, dear Henry, dear Henry, with straw.
The straw is too long, dear Liza, dear Liza,
The straw is too long, dear Liza, too long,
Then cut it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Then cut it, dear Henry, dear Henry, cut it.
With what shall I cut it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
With what shall I cut it, dear Liza, with what?
With an axe, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With an axe, dear Henry, dear Henry, with an axe.
The axe is too dull, dear Liza, dear Liza,
The axe is too dull, dear Liza, too dull.
Then sharpen it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Then sharpen it, dear Henry, dear Henry, hone it.
On what shall I sharpen it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
On what shall I sharpen it, dear Liza, on what?
On a stone, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
With a stone, dear Henry, dear Henry, a stone.
The stone is too dry, dear Liza, dear Liza,
The stone is too dry, dear Liza, too dry.
Well wet it, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
Well wet it, dear Henry, dear Henry, wet it.
With what shall I wet it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
With w hat shall I wet it, dear Liza, with what?
try water, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
try water, dear Henry, dear Henry, water.
In what shall I fetch it, dear Liza, dear Liza?
In what shall I fetch it, dear Liza, in what?
In a bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, dear Henry,
In a bucket, dear Henry, dear Henry, bucket.
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, dear Liza,
There's a hole in my bucket, dear Liza, a hole.

 

This old song from when I was a child keeps repeating over and over in my mind...the every day duties of life - what do I do first.  What has the highest priority?  It seems everything is important, but what do I do FIRST?

Last night I read in Evelyn Christensen's book "Lord Change Me" about the importance of storing the LORD's Truth in my heart, and I am thankful for the day the LORD caused a hunger and thirst inside me from His Word.  Because of my love of the Word of God, I knew when I heard "Body, mind, spirit" that He was dropping them into my heart, and I needed to look them up...once I did that I understood that I had just been handed a key.

1 Thessalonians 5:23 & 24...

"May God Himself, the God of peace, sanctify you through and through.  May your whole spirit, soul, and body be kept blameless at the coming of our Lord Jesus Christ.  The one who calls you is faithful, and He will do it."

Here's how easily we deceive ourselves...first, I only got two out of the 3 words right (the second word is soul, not mind) and second I got the order wrong.  My body and my mind wanted top priority, but thankfully, the Lord sets it straight in His Word.

Even in my "remembrance" my body seeks first place, and my mind wants a close second.  But in reality, it is my spirit which must be nourished first...and then the soul (in which the mind is hidden).  The spirit nourishes the soul; the soul nourishes the heart, and the heart nourishes the mind.  The heart is taken care of first and from there the mind is nourished.  Once the heart and mind are tended to THEN the appetites of the body can be tended to.

This makes sense...these things must be done in the proper order so that the "God of peace can sanctify me through and through."  Out of order...out of balance.  It's as simple as that.

So, what is "sanctify"?  According to my "New Concise Bible Dictionary" sanctification implies rescue from the pollution of sin.  The New Testament lays equal stress on both God's part and ours in sanctification.  There is an intense struggle against sin to be fought, and God does not transform a person without their active co-operation in the battle against sin.  The Holy Spirit works through the believer's faithful dependance upon Him to produce increasing Spiritual maturity.

Okay, so the first step is to admit complete dependance...so much easier said than done.  Again, my flesh rises up with my mind - a team of sorts - to shout cheers from the side line "you can do it"...but again I CAN'T!  Again a scripture is dropped into my remembrance...2 Corinthians 12:10 "For when I am weak, THEN I am strong." 

My mind has always been a "problem solver" and my body determined to "do it myself".  But those things are in contrast to what the Lord is instructing.  When we are strong in abilities or resources, we are tempted to do God's work on our own, and what can lead to pride.  When we are weak, allowing God to fill us with His power, then we are stronger than we could ever be on our own.

So the first step is to work with God to be sanctified -- set apart - in order that I can be rescued from the pollution of my sin.

Hmmm...again I feel the LORD explaining something to me through the very day events of our lives.   You see, we have a roof problem; actually we have a combination of problems in our roof system.  When we built this house we used a fairly new (at the time) product to insulate our ceiling, which is vaulted with an unventilated roof system.  We had spray foam (a super tight insulator) installed on the underside of our roof sheeting.  The spray foam acts not only as an insulator, but also as a vapor barrier...as long as all the surfaces are coated.

But, the system failed because there were obstacles that prevented the foam from completely covering every surface...preventing a perfect seal.  There are areas that the foam shrank, and there are areas that small, subtle areas that have allowed the warm, moist air to seek an escape from our house - causing the roof sheeting to absorb that moisture and mold.

In addition, we had defective shingles.  Now, at the risk of sounding crazy, I think maybe the problem with the shingles was actually a blessing in disguise, because without the obvious problem with the shingles, the other more serious problem would not have been dealt with.

So, how does this relate to sanctification?  There is a hidden part inside us that only God can see, and only God can reveal.  Sometimes - most times - it takes the trials of life to make us deal with these problems.  And like the shingles on our roof, the problem is a result of the actions of someone else - but it's still a problem in MY life.  So, as I work on what I can see, God reveals what has been hidden...under the roof and above the ceiling.  The part that I can't see...the part that no one can see.

Sure, there are signs...but they're subtle and easy to overlook.  Staining on the soffet, melted areas on parts of the roof when the rest is covered with snow...our lives are like that too.

So, how do we overlook the "rot" that is taking place in our soul?  By feeding our flesh!  We eat too much, we spend too much...we obsess with sex, we obsess with the emphasis not on health but with making ourselves "look good" to others...and in doing all this, we place ourselves in a prison where there is no peace.

Why is this?  Because we have not uncovered the inside - the places that are the root of the problem.  The obsession with self...in trying to make ourselves "feel good" only makes us feel worse.

I mentioned earlier that the LORD has shown me the key, and here is the glimpse He has given me. First, we must be set apart for God.  That means we admit our dependance on Him...in doing this, we work with Him to remove the "pollution of sin" from every part of our lives.

Second, we must spend time with God first thing every day - praising Him, meditating on and studying His Word as well as praying.  This allows the Spirit of God to nourish the spirit inside  us...which then in turn nourishes our soul - the keeper of my heart and mind.

And last, we feed our body...it yells like a child to be taken care of first, but it must be made to submit to the power of Christ.  It is only in doing these things in the proper order, and in the proper way that we can truly be made whole...spirit, soul, and body - and blameless in Christ.  And as we work in co-operation with the One who has called us, He who is faithful WILL do it!

So, that brings me full circle back to the beginning...and the hole in the bucket.  The hole in Henry's bucket can't be mended unless someone else provides the needed straw, cut to the proper length.  And the hole in our soul...the place where our mind and our heart reside cannot be mended without provision from above by means of God's Spirit.  This is the only way we can achieve true balance..we can not do it on our own...

Posted
March 20th, 6:01am 0 comments

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 asked for Wisdom… and God gave me problems to solve.
I asked for Prosperity…and God gave me a brain and brawn to work.
I asked for Courage…and God gave me obstacles to overcome.
I asked for Love…and God gave me troubled people to help.
I asked for Favors…and God gave me opportunities.

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.


Thanks be to God, for His promises are true...tonight I realize that I cannot just ask God to remove the obstacles, for as in the lesson of the butterfly, it is the obstacles that cause me to struggle...and it is through the struggles that I am made strong enough to fly...it is time to take my position alongside my God and do the work that will ultimately strengthen me, and the obstacles that have kept me from blossoming into the beautiful being that God created me to be will be overcome at the proper time!

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...Praise be to God!  He is mighty in power, and worth of all praise, filled with mercy and grace...

Posted
March 17th, 9:59am 1 comment

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


Posted
October 31st, 10:04am 0 comments

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.

Posted
July 22nd, 8:29am 0 comments

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.


Posted
February 23rd, 9:47am 0 comments

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

Posted
February 22nd, 8:15am 0 comments

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....

 

Posted
December 29th, 8:43am 0 comments

MAINTAINING A PRAYER LIFE

Good morning dear ones...
This was such a good word from David Wilkerson (see below), I wanted to share. 

I am watching the snow gently but steadily falling...we're supposed to get about a foot I guess.  Many of you have been to our house, but for those that haven't we live at the base of a mountain with a rock slide that comes almost to the back of the house.  When I sit in Joe's office (where this computer is) there is a big window that looks out toward that slide.  All the rocks are covered now, and even the big log that provides amusement to the young bighorns is almost completely covered. 

Snow on Rock Creek in the winter is nothing new, but for some reason I am especially moved by it this winter.  2010 was a year with turmoil and emotional trials...and though we are not completely through them, I have hope.  The purity of the white snow blanketing our part of the world gives me comfort...and the deeper the snow gets, the deeper I feel the healing will be.  God is covering it all...

Yesterday a neighbor dropped by with a sign for me...it was odd, we don't exchange gifts, so I was very surprised.  Once I read it though, I knew the LORD was speaking to me with relation to a conversation I'd had earlier with Joe about our eldest granddaughter.  I said "without a miracle from God, I have no hope that she will ever lead a normal life"...Joe said "I believe she will, she is just stuck...you must be sure you don't try to manipulate her circumstances so that God can work."   I agreed, and submitted...not with anger or resentment, true submission in knowing that the LORD was speaking to me through my husband.  Confirmation came with the sign...

"EARTH HAS NO SORROW THAT HEAVEN CANNOT HEAL"
I have come to understand, once again, that my job is to love my family and to pray.  God will do what needs to be done...

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.


Grace and peace to you from God our Father and the Lord Jesus Christ.
Deb


David Wilkerson Today

WEDNESDAY, DECEMBER 29, 2010

MAINTAINING 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).

 


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December 23rd, 8:29pm 0 comments

Peace on earth, good will to men...

December 23, 2010

 

2 days before Christmas…where has the time gone?  Seems only a blink ago we were planting the garden, watering flowers, or casting a fly on the end of a line, hoping to entice a trout to grab ahold of it.  Now our days consist of shoveling snow, putting wood on the fire and thinking that the bears have a really good idea spending the long winter in hibernation!

 

Our life on the creek continues to be an unending adventure.  We chuckle at the memory of when Joe decided to leave the East to venture to the mountains of Western MT…so many said “what will you DO there?”  True, there’s not much of a “night life” living 35 miles from the nearest town of size, but still, there is plenty to keep a person occupied!  It was 20 years ago this past April when Joe made the move to MT, and it was 19 years ago in July that we met…proof that though we don’t know the plans God has for us, He DOES have a plan!  Who would’ve thought that it would take a move across the country to a remote location in the mountains of Montana to find a “help mate”?  Thankfully he DID listen to the voice that wooed him to leave the familiar, and to trust in the plans God had for him.

 

Joe spent a lot of time fishing this past summer, and was able to get on some water he’d never explored before…the results were some AWESOME fish and great times with his buddies.  He was also successful in his deer hunt to Eastern MT where he bagged a nice 4x4 muley.  Unfortunately, even though he logged a lot of time hiking the steep terrain here in our own back yard, there was no elk to be had for the Peltier freezer again this year.

 

We welcomed another granddaughter into the world this summer when Brylie was born on July 20 to Rob & Tiff…she joins her 2 brothers and 5 sisters making a very full house!  Mary & Leif are stateside again, and for that we are thankful!  Their tribe consists of 2 boys and 1 girl as well as Bella, the “goldendoodle”.  Molly (their Jack Russell) came to live at Rock Creek in 2009…we never thought we would be attached to a small dog, but we do love her and are constantly amused by her antics.  We are thankful to have both sets of kids & their families in the Northwest, and within driving distance for the first time in their married lives!

 

I spent 10 days in early December with Mary & her family baking cookies, having tea parties, and in general just being Grandma.  In fact, Gabriel said to me “you just have to be who you are” after observing that this grandma doesn’t always do things the way his parents do (much to his delight).  Mary & I were able to share some mother/daughter time at the NW Ballet production of the Nutcracker, which we enjoyed very much.  Gracey turned 4 while I was at their house, and wore her princess tiara all day – even to Cabela’s!!!

 

As I type this we are experiencing a true winter wonderland with the cold to go along with it.  We do not have to DREAM of a white Christmas because it is a reality.  The purity of the snow blanketing the ground, and the twinkling of the ice crystals in the clear cold air remind me of how God takes the messiness of our lives and wipes them clean.  And, though all seems “dead” as we lay in dormancy while the restoration is taking place, He is doing a work.  We can’t see it happening, but it is.  And just when it seems that there is no hope, life springs forth…as the buds on a tree or the light that suddenly appears to brighten up the darkest of nights.  And those twinkling ice crystals that are invisible unless the sun is shining on them just right  are signs of hope yet to come…that which cannot be seen but is in the process of being achieved.  There is something new in the air, a promise of Hope…Don’t keep hashing over the past; it’s behind you!  Look straight ahead, for what is yet to be is GOOD!

This is what God says,
   the God who builds a road right through the ocean,
   who carves a path through pounding waves,
The God who summons horses and chariots and armies—
   they lie down and then can't get up;
   they're snuffed out like so many candles:
"Forget about what's happened;
   don't keep going over old history.
Be alert, be present. I'm about to do something brand-new.
   It's bursting out! Don't you see it?
There it is!

(Isaiah 43:19 from the Message)

 

”You, my brothers and sisters, were called to be free. But do not use your freedom to indulge the flesh; rather, serve one another humbly in love.  For the entire law is fulfilled in keeping this one command: “Love your neighbor as yourself.”  [For] if you bite and devour each other, watch out or you will be destroyed by each other. “(Galatians 5:13-15)

 

May 2011 be the year of Peace in our hearts…and with those in our lives.  There cannot be peace on earth until we have peace with one another.  So, today I challenge each one reading this to be at peace with those in YOUR world.  We may not all be in agreement politically, and we may not all share the same faith…but there is no truth that can bring peace any surer this…

 

With a hope for “Peace on earth, and good will toward men”…

We send much love from our house to yours,

 

Joe and Deb & little Miss Molly


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July 22nd, 2:44pm 0 comments

7/22 early morning dream...

I had a distressing dream early this morning that woke me up at 4:30 AM.  I felt that I was on a military base, here in the US...I was walking with someone - I expect it was my daughter, but am not sure because I didn't see a face.  There was a feeling of complacence, not in a bad way, but just like when you're walking around with nothing on your mind but the here and now. 

I heard a jet or plane of some kind going over, and looked up to see that it was quite low.  It was not alarming...just low flying.  I knew it was a US military aircraft.  I saw 2 bombs drop from it, and did not feel terror, only a thought that a military exercise was taking place.  However, the 2 bombs were live and they exploded on impact.  Still, there was no panic or fear...the thought seemed to be that there was a mistake.

Then, another plane and 2 more bombs...both exploded on impact.  At first there was no reaction from anyone on the ground other than a feeling of disbelief that what was happening could be anything other than an exercise gone wrong. 

Soon, there were lots of planes, each dropping 2 bombs and there were explosions happening in all directions.  The panic started, and people were running everywhere (reminded me of the movie Pearl Harbor) and though the first thought was to find shelter in a building common sense knew that buildings were also going to be bombed.  The prevailing thought was that there was no where to run, and no escape.

At this point I woke up, breathing as though I really was running.  I got up and went to the bathroom...upon laying back down I felt strongly that this was more than a dream.  I prayed, and said "Joe tells me that he can pick up a dream where he left off, so if there is more, please let me see".  All of a sudden there was a trash can, and in it was money...not like it was hidden, but like it was trash.  What was "visible" to me was a $5 bill...I couldn't see which President was on a $5, but knew it was significant.  When I woke up for the day, about 45 minutes later, I couldn't shake the dream and still can't.  The President on the $5 bill is Lincoln...the only word that comes to me with regard to Lincoln is "freedom"...

I try not to succumb to the fear factor, and very seldom read the conspiracy theory e-mails, etc.  I find that it is very easy to have our minds influenced by these things and was in fact hesitant to even write about my dream for fear of a misinterpretation.  However, I can't get away from one more detail...well, two. 

First, the oil spill.  Several weeks ago I felt to write on my calendar on the 15th of July "12 weeks/oil spill".  Today we know that the oil well was capped on the 15th of July.  12 weeks is significant because it was twelve sevens...seven being "completeness and perfection" and twelve being "Governmental Perfection" (http://www.abbalovesus.com/Numbers.html).  I felt when I wrote on my calendar that the leak would be stopped on the 15th, but that there was a more significant meaning that had to do with government, though I was not sure (and still am not).  I felt that there are things that are hidden - sort of "behind the scenes" - taking place.  Practically speaking, we know this to be true of government.

Okay, second thing has to do with scripture.  I started a new devotional, and on the day I started it (2 weeks ago) I also felt the urge to open my Bible.  That's all I did - I opened it - with no particular intention and didn't pay attention to what I opened it to...I thought I would be turning to something for the devotional, but that wasn't needed.  After reading the devotion for the day, I turned to my Bible and it immediately caught my eye...the place I had opened to was Daniel 9 and I knew to continue through to the end of the Book.

Then again, a few days ago...a David Wilkerson message from July 20:

MEN OF ANOTHER SORT

Ezra was a man of God who awakened his entire nation. Scripture says Ezra was a man who had God’s hand upon him. Ezra testified, “I was strengthened as the hand of the Lord my God was upon me” (Ezra 7:28). In other words, God stretched out his hand, enveloped Ezra and turned him into a different man.

Why would God do this with Ezra? There were hundreds of scribes in Israel at the time. They all had the same calling to study and explain God’s Word to the people. What set Ezra apart from the others? What caused the Lord to put his hand on this one man, and give him charge over 50,000 people to rebuild the fallen city of Jerusalem?

Scripture gives us the answer: “Ezra had prepared his heart to seek the law of the Lord, and to do it” (Ezra 7:10). It’s simple: Ezra made a conscious decision. He determined above all else to seek God’s Word and obey it. And he didn’t swerve from that decision. He told himself, “I’m going to be a student of the Word. And I am going to act on everything I read.”

Long before God laid his hand on Ezra, this man was diligent in searching the Scriptures. He allowed himself to be examined by it, washed by it, and cleansed of all filth of body and spirit. Ezra hungered for the Scriptures and rejoiced in them. He allowed the Scriptures to prepare his heart for any work God chose for him. That’s why the Lord laid his hand on Ezra and anointed him.

When I read about the exploits of godly men in the Old Testament, my heart burns. These servants were so burdened for the cause of God’s name, they did powerful works that baffle the minds of most Christians today.

These saints of old were rock-like in their refusal to go forward without a word from God. And they wept and mourned for days at a time over the backslidden condition in his house. They refused to eat, drink or wash their bodies. They tore out clumps of hair from their scalp and beard. The prophet Jeremiah even lay on his side in the streets of Jerusalem for 365 days, continuously warning of God’s coming judgment.

I wonder, where did these saints get the spiritual authority and stamina to do all they did? They were men of a different sort, servants of a totally different type from those we see in the church today. I simply can’t relate to them and their walk. I know I’m not totally of their kind. And I don’t know a single Christian who is.

Something about this troubles me. The Bible says these men’s Old Testament exploits were recorded as lessons for us: “All these things happened unto them for examples: and they are written for our admonition, upon whom the ends of the world are come” (1 Corinthians 10:11). Their stories are meant as examples, to show us how to move God’s heart, or how to bring a corrupt people to repentance.

So, were these saints a special breed? Were they supermen, with a predetermined destiny, endowed with supernatural powers unknown to our generation? Not at all. The Bible states emphatically that our godly fore bearers were people just like you and me, subject to the same passions of the flesh (see James 5:17). The fact is, their examples reveal a pattern for us to follow. These men possessed something in their character that caused God to lay his hand on them. That’s why he chose them to accomplish his purposes. And he’s urging us to seek that same character quality today.

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

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