Building Library Builds Hope

As most of you know, I've moved into town.  Those of you who know me know what a huge victory this is!  :-)

I LOVE IT!

It's not a mansion, but it's my own space.  And the freedom and the peace that come with it are worth more than I could ever afford in rent.

There are many good things about this move--like having reliable wireless internet; and being within walking distance of the pool, the park, the library, my favorite burger joint, and my doctor.

But one of the very best things about my new home is my neighbor, Mrs. Betty Casad.  I teasingly call her "The Rescue Squad", because she helps.  When the computer falls up, or the thermostat won't behave, she walks her dog, Missy, in this direction; and she helps.

I love her; I admire her, and I am more than a little honored to call her "friend".

For years, Betty and her husband were missionaries of a different sort.  Gene's work was to translate The Bible from English into lessor known--not mainstream--languages.  So they could read God's Word, in their native tounge, without needing any human translator.

One of their major projects involved The Cora Indians, of Mexico.
Betty and Gene lived among them, and worked with them, for years--both in Mexico and in the U.S.

Now, Betty, who still has very strong heart ties to The Cora, is going back!  We should all have one thing in our lives that we are this committed to and drawn to do...

Please, follow this link, and check out her upcoming adventure!  If you cannot invest your money, please, invest your prayers--that she and her group will be constantly covered, and blessed at every step!

http://www.indiegogo.com/projects/nayari-language-project

Gobs of Good From Great Grief

Hey,
I know it’s been a long while, and yes, I have a backlog of blog notes that will become entries. Those will be longer.  This is more of a tribute.


One branch of my mother’s family tree has endured particularly terrible suffering, in the last few years. They are fast approaching the birthday (May 17) of their youngest child–a precious little boy named Alex, who went into the arms of Jesus last year. He was only five years old. The tragic accident that took him from us has left those closest to him feeling as though the air suddenly became too thick to breathe. The grief is so very heavy that it's just easier not to move.

I respect their grief. Bigger than that, so does God! Jesus understands. He knew the pain of grief. Recall Lazarus.

John 11:17--36; 40--46:

On his arrival, Jesus found that Lazarus had already been in the tomb for four days. Now Bethany was less than two miles from Jerusalem, and many Jews had come to Martha and Mary to comfort them in the loss of their brother. When Martha heard that Jesus was coming, she went out to meet him, but Mary stayed at home.  

“Lord,” Martha said to Jesus, “if you had been here, my brother would not have died. But I know that even now God will give you whatever you ask.”

Jesus said to her, “Your brother will rise again.”

Martha answered, “I know he will rise again in the resurrection at the last day.”

Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. The one who believes in me will live, even though they die; and whoever lives by believing in me will never die. Do you believe this?”

“Yes, Lord,” she replied, “I believe that you are the Messiah, the Son of God, who is to come into the world.”

After she had said this, she went back and called her sister Mary aside. “The Teacher is here,” she said, “and is asking for you.”

When Mary heard this, she got up quickly and went to him. Now Jesus had not yet entered the village, but was still at the place where Martha had met him.  When the Jews who had been with Mary in the house, comforting her, noticed how quickly she got up and went out, they followed her, supposing she was going to the tomb to mourn there.

When Mary reached the place where Jesus was and saw him, she fell at his feet and said, “Lord, if you had been here, my brother would not have died.”

When Jesus saw her weeping, and the Jews who had come along with her also weeping, he was deeply moved in spirit and troubled.
“Where have you laid him?” he asked.

“Come and see, Lord,” they replied.

Jesus wept.

Then the Jews said, “See how he loved him!”

Then Jesus said, “Did I not tell you that if you believe, you will see the glory of God?”
So they took away the stone. Then Jesus looked up and said, “Father, I thank you that you have heard me. I knew that you always hear me, but I said this for the benefit of the people standing here, that they may believe that you sent me.”

When he had said this, Jesus called in a loud voice, “Lazarus, come out!”  The dead man came out, his hands and feet wrapped with strips of linen, and a cloth around his face.

Jesus said to them, “Take off the grave clothes and let him go.

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Jesus knew the miracle He was about to do. He knew that Lazarus would be eating breakfast with his sisters, the next day! He knew. And still He gave that space to grief...



He feels the weight of that burden with you. He gets that you are gasping for breath, wanting to scream, needing to cry, and needing to be sick--all in the very same second. But just because He understands the quicksand that you are stuck in does NOT mean that He wants or intends to leave you there. No way. Do you really think that Jesus wants to sit there patting patting your hand, and watching you sink in the muck of your despair and pain, until you go "Glub, Glub," and disappear from sight forever? Of course not!! He wants to pull you out. Grab that rope.

Dwelling in grief does not make us noble, and clinging to guilt does not prove our strength. Those two actions only underline our stubborness, and they do nothing to honor those whom we mourn. We owe it to God, to ourselves, and to those we mourn, to move forward. That means giving our grief--all of it, including the guilt, and the anger--over to Jesus. That's when we get to watch God turn what was intended for evil into a blessing--or many blessings, some of which may take years to fully unfold.

Finally, I am listening to an audio book called The Shack; and while in places its doctrine is VASTLY unsound, it does house some nuggets of truth... In the book, God says, 
Just because I work incredible good out of unspeakable tradgies doesn't mean I orchestrate the tradgies. Don't ever assume that my using something means I caused it, or that I needed it to accomplish my purposes.
---The Shack

That sort of sheds new light on:
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.---Romans 8:28

Here are some absolutes:
God is ALWAYS good.
He NEVER does or condones evil.
God is ALWAYS with you.
God is ALWAYS loving you.

As we move forward, may we cling to these absolutes, and to the one who loves us absolutely. May we find joy in Romans 8:28; and may we NEVER use the very real pain of our grief as an excuse to stop living before we are dead. Those whom we mourn deserve better than that!

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We Love you!!!

Alex (second cousin)

 













Ronny(cousin)

Carla and Tony(Aunt and Uncle)

Fred(Uncle)

Tommy(Uncle)

 

Milly(Mom)

And we thank you Jesus, for holding them,until we can hold them again.

Unfolding Promises

Saul was still king. He still wore the crown and the robes of state. On the stage of history, Saul still reigned; but in the realms of Heaven, he had been rejected. God sent Samuel on a mission to anoint a new king. Can you hear the Mission Impossible music? Cuz Samuel sure could...

Fill your horn with oil and be on your way; I am sending you to Jesse of Bethlehem. I have chosen one of his sons to be king.” But Samuel said, “How can I go? If Saul hears about it, he will kill me.” The Lord said, “Take a heifer with you and say, ‘I have come to sacrifice to the Lord.’ Invite Jesse to the sacrifice, and I will show you what to do. You are to anoint for me the one I indicate.” Samuel did what the Lord said. When he arrived at Bethlehem, the elders of the town trembled when they met him. They asked, “Do you come in peace?” Samuel replied, “Yes, in peace; I have come to sacrifice to the Lord. Consecrate yourselves and come to the sacrifice with me.” Then he consecrated Jesse and his sons and invited them to the sacrifice. ---1 Samuel 16:1b--5

Then, God taught Samuel something about our spiritual resume...

When they arrived, Samuel saw Eliab and thought, “Surely the Lord’s anointed stands here before the Lord.” But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him. The Lord does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.”---1 Samuel 16:6--7

Enter David, the shepherd boy...

Then Jesse called Abinadab and had him pass in front of Samuel. But Samuel said, “The Lord has not chosen this one either.” Jesse then had Shammah pass by, but Samuel said, “Nor has the Lord chosen this one.” Jesse had seven of his sons pass before Samuel, but Samuel said to him, “The Lord has not chosen these.” So he asked Jesse, “Are these all the sons you have?” “There is still the youngest,” Jesse answered. “He is tending the sheep.” Samuel said, “Send for him; we will not sit down until he arrives.” So he sent for him and had him brought in. He was glowing with health and had a fine appearance and handsome features. ---1 Samuel 16:8--12

Understand, he was a working shepherd. He was dressed like a shepherd, and I have no doubt that he stunk like sheep. The seven older brothers who’d just faced rejection, were looking at their little brother... The one that they teased and picked on regularly. After all, he was the youngest...

They watched Samuel pour oil over David’s head.

And the LORD said, Arise, anoint him: for this is he. Then Samuel took the horn of oil, and anointed him in the midst of his brethren: and the Spirit of the LORD came upon David from that day forward.---1 Samuel 16:12b--13a

The oil is a picture of The Holy Spirit. Remember, He did not become an indwelling Presence, until after Pentecost.

And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; Even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it seeth him not, neither knoweth him: but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you. --John 14:16-17

In that moment, David’s family watched him become King...From the moment the oil was poured, in Heaven’s sight, David was King. Of course he had to grow into the role. It took time for the visible reality on Earth to match Heaven’s agenda. From the point of anointing, David was definitely King. He lacked the human recognition of his rank and position; but the anointing granted David reassurance and security, through that "unfolding time". When Saul tried to kill him–more than once, when he was living the life of a fugitive and hiding out in caves, David could lean on the promise carried in that anointing; and could know that the fear, the loneliness, and the lack of stability wouldn’t last forever.

If God has planted a promise in your soul, if He keeps drawing you to certain promise in His Word, hang onto that promise. That is your point of anointing. Let it be your security and reassurance, until His promise comes into full bloom in your life. It will bloom, because God cannot lie.

Every good gift and every perfect gift is from above, and cometh down from the Father of lights, with whom is no variableness, neither shadow of turning. --James 1:17

What He has for you, He will accomplish through you.

being confident of this, that he who began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ Jesus. --Philippians 1:6

One final note... If you are in fugitive mode, remember that God did not abandon David, during that “unfolding time”. While he was forced to live in caves, God gave him the comfort of his dad, Jesse, and his brothers (1 Samuel 22:1)...

And while Saul’s insane threats plagued him, Jonathan’s unconditional love and loyalty lifted him (1 Samuel 23:14–18)...

Those little boosts made the dark days a little easier to bear, by reminding David of the blessings that were coming...If you find yourself crouched in a cave, and biding your time, look for those “booster moments”. I promise they are there! A friend who believes that promise as thoroughly as you do and points out that the cave is not a permanent address for you... A loved who looks at you and sees what God sees, reminding you that baby-steps are still steps... Or maybe it’s just a friend, who helps you light a fire, so the cave isn’t so cold... Enjoy those boosters!

When His promise comes into full bloom, we will find that it was well worth the wait!

But they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint. --Isaiah 40:31

Dancing In The Dark

Beth talked about silence, and her point was: When God is silent, because of our sin, it’s because He wants us to deal with that sin; but we tend to panic, and to force our own solutions.

She’s right, of course... But my thought was: Because we live under New Testament grace, God is never entirely absent from us–never entirely silent.

And I will pray the Father, and he shall give you another Comforter, that he may abide with you for ever; Even the Spirit of truth; whom the world cannot receive, because it seeth him not, neither knoweth him: but ye know him; for he dwelleth with you, and shall be in you.--John 14:17

Then, my mind bounced back to a couple of old blogs; and I got the coolest mental picture! From
On Boo-boo’s and Blessings:
Let’s see a picture of what unconfessed sin does. It temporarily blocks blessings... Do you remember playing in the water, when you were little? Remember hooking up the garden hose, turning the flow up as high as it would go, and using your hand to control the speed and direction of the spray? Imagine that your thumb is firmly blocking the hose’s opening, so much so, that you can feel the vacuum-effect on your fifth digit. Think of the water as the flow of God’s blessings into your life; and think of your thumb as the unconfessed sin. The water has not vanished. In fact, a thin trickle of that refreshing fluid insists on pressing past that stubborn blockade. However, that trickle looks nothing like the full flow, nor can it come near to having the same effect as the full flow.

Trickle moments are times when it’s harder to hear God. Not because He has pulled away from us, but maybe because His response to us is taking a different form than we expected...

Also, consider this concept, from
Hearing Voices (Part II):
I want you to try an experiment. Even if you don’t carry it out physically, at least let it play out in your mind, and see where it takes you. Make a list of the five people with whom you spend the bulk of your time, and yes, phone contact counts. For everyone, that list will vary. Parents, teachers, siblings, spouses, children, bosses, co-workers, friends–the type of connection doesn’t matter. Put yourself in a darkened room. Those five people are with you, and you are sitting with your back to them. Have them, each in their turn, speak one word. Your name. Can you give the name of each speaker, without looking back? The answer is likely a "yes". Look back at your list. What number was Jesus? Was He in the room?...

Now, lets go back to that darkened room and those five people... What if they didn't speak your name? What if, instead, there was some small touch? If each in turn, they held your hand, or stroked your hair, or squeezed your shoulder, or kissed your cheek?

How difficult would it be to identify those five people, without the benefit of speech? Easy, right? Maybe even comforting?...

Let’s say four of those people exit the room–leaving just you and Jesus. Now, let’s say that you are in the midst of a trickle moment. In this room, the blocked flow of God’s blessing is depicted as the darkness that surrounds us, and as the silence of Jesus.

We want to ignore our unconfessed sin, so we try to move on. We ask Him for help and guidance in another matter. No answer. We plead and beg. We rant and rave. We accuse Him of ignoring us. And in the darkness, Jesus is smiling sadly and shaking His head. Why? Because all this time–even in the midst of our fiercest tantrums–He has never once let go of our hand. Just because He’s been silent doesn’t mean that He’s absent or inactive. Though it might’ve gone unnoticed, He’s been there, waiting for us to calm down. When we do, He gets a new grip, and the dance begins.

Yes, I said dance. Think about it. Slow-dancing is about holding someone close, reading their body language, and following their lead. When you dance with a partner who knows you well, there’s no need for words; and when you do talk, I’ll bet that the conversation is not about the steps of the dance... Can you picture yourself slow-dancing with Jesus?

Women are used to letting men lead. As for the guys who read this blog–if there are any of you out there–if you are uncomfortable with the idea of dancing with Jesus, remember that this dance is not about romantic love. It’s about the unconditional love of Christ.

In this dance, the ground we move over is our own history. He leads us back to that unconfessed sin. Along the way, we see chunks of Scripture which reveal our sin as sin. We see them because we are following His lead, and He's leading us to them. He keeps leading us back to that unconfessed sin–making us face it, until we confess it, repent of it, and let Him brush it away.

If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. ---1 John 1:9

Why? Because it’s getting in His way; and He’s not content to let it remain. It’s not enough, to dance in the silent darkness, covering the same ground over and over again. He wants us to move forward, in a state of growth and blessing.

Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us...---Ephesians 3:20

But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. ---1 Corinthians 2:9

For that to happen, after Jesus forgives us, we must forgive ourselves. If we don’t, Satan will use that guilt to weigh us down and keep us from moving forward. Remember, he is our constant accuser; so if we cling to guit, we're just making his work easier.

And the great dragon was cast out, that old serpent, called the Devil, and Satan, which deceiveth the whole world: he was cast out into the earth, and his angels were cast out with him. And I heard a loud voice saying in heaven, Now is come salvation, and strength, and the kingdom of our God, and the power of his Christ: for the accuser of our brethren is cast down, which accused them before our God day and night. ---Revelation 12:9-10

We must remember that once God forgives it, He immediately forgets it.

As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from us. ---Psalm 103:12

For I will be merciful to their unrighteousness, and their sins and their iniquities will I remember no more. ---Hebrews 8:12

Hence, when we dwell on our guilt, we’re harping on something that God has no memory of. By the same token, when Satan whispers his accusations to God, his words carry no weight, because God holds no record of the wrong.

When we let go of the guilt, and claim the freedom that comes with forgiveness, we rob Satan of a measure of his power. Once that sin is dealt with, the flow of blessing is restored. Our dry season ends. The lights come on; and once again, we can hear the voice of Jesus.

I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings. ---Psalm 40:1-2

That’s when it’s time for another kind of dance... HAPPY DANCE!!!

And make no mistake, Jesus is rejoicing with you!

What shall we then say to these things? If God be for us, who can be against us? Nay, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him that loved us. ---Romans 8:31,37

Walking The Floor Over Us

Remember that newborn you were holding last time we talked? Don’t put him down. Hang on tight, and let’s zoom ahead about five months. Now, that precious little angel is teething, and you have forgotten what a full night’s sleep felt like. There’s drool on everything. You’ve gained a new appreciation for pacifiers and teething rings; and you're certain that baby ora-gel is a miracle drug.

But sometimes, none of those things help. You rock him. You talk to him. You pat him. You bounce him. You sing to him. You swing him. No change. If anything, the pitch of his screams hits a new octave. Only now, on top of being in pain, he’s mad at you. After all, your supposed to make the pain stop. He’s too little to grasp the fact that you’re not causing his pain. He can’t understand that the pain is worth it, because it will eventually result in a mouth full of teeth.

While you’re in the midst of his pain--walking the floor with him and wishing, to the core of your being, that you could take his pain into your body–would you ever drop him like a hot potato? Do his tears anger you? Of course not! Even his anger doesn’t anger you, because you understand that all he can focus on is the pain that he’s in. Even if you put him in his crib briefly, you still linger nearby--close enough touch him, still striving to soothe him. Even on those difficult nights when sleep comes from crying to the point of exhaustion, not from finding relief, you don’t let go. And when the tooth finally comes in, you rejoice for him! More than that, when they’ve all come in, and those growing pains are forever in the past, you find yourself grateful that he will be able to enjoy having teeth, without remembering the pain that he endured to get them...

Now, imagine that you are the screaming infant, and Your caring parent is our prefect God–our Abba. When we’re in the midst of a long ordeal, we lose sight of everything except our pain; and we tend to blame the one who is best equipped to comfort us.

I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust. ---Psalm 91:2

God doesn’t get angry with us, even though He gets the blame for what The Devil pulls.

Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour---1 Peter 5:8

God doesn’t give up. He doesn’t let go. Our tears don’t go unnoticed. Our prayers don’t go unheard. Our anger doesn’t drive him away. We might not always notice His Presence, but He’s still there, trying to sing over our screams.For this and more Jesus pictures...

Even though we sometimes feel lonely–and sometimes cry ourselves to sleep–we are never alone.

and, lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the world.
--- Matthew 28:20b

Every brand of pain we can ever feel, Christ faced it too; so in truth, we never face any agony alone.

Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.
---Isaiah 53:4--5

Our Abba holds on, because He knows that–while it won’t be a mouth full of teeth–He will bring some good, some growth, out of what The Devil meant only for pain and evil.

And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
---Romans 8:28

The only difference in us and that screaming infant? In the midst of our victory, we can recall the pain that we endured to get there. Why? So that we can carry forward the lessons we’ve learned, and so that our victorious, God-glorifying testimony is complete...

On Boo-boo's and Blessings

Consider the moments of bonding, when you first hold your newborn in your arms. Looking into that precious face, the word love is forever redefined; and whether you had planned for it or not, you are changed.
In that moment, you envision the skinned knees, the broken bones, the homework arguments, and the teenage melodramas. There will be lessons about lying, and theft, and the golden rule. However, considering their pending mistakes does nothing to lessen our love for them. We understand. After all, training them is part of our job:

Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.--Proverbs 22:6.

We dread the pain that we know their mistakes will cause them. Since we can’t insulate them from all pain, we promise bandages and kisses for the boo-boo’s, sound counsel for moments of confusion, and salve and hope for broken hearts.
Knowing that, consider:

“Which of you, if your son asks for bread, will give him a stone? Or if he asks for a fish, will give him a snake? If you, then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give good gifts to those who ask him! ---Matthew 7:9-11

God knows we’re gonna screw up. He knows that we’re gonna fall face-first into the muck and mire of sin. He understands. Does He relish our sin? Of course not! No more than we relish our kids mistakes. He hates the sin but loves the sinner. Understanding our sin does not mean He condones it. In short, His knowing that we’re gonna fall down does not give us an excuse to stay down. Having His understanding doesn’t give us latitude for a nice, long, self-indulgent wallow-moment, in that familiar muck.

What’s a wallow-moment?

Let’s say that one day, you correct and forgive your child for stealing a pack of gum. (There’s the initial slip and fall.) You’ve seen your kid confess and apologize to God, to the store owner, and to you; and you’ve added your forgiveness to God’s, glad that he knows how it feels to have the mud cleaned off and have a new beginning... And the next day, you enter his room and find a brand new bike that nobody paid for... (That would be the wallow-moment, folks). As a parent, how would that make you feel?

That’s how our Heavenly Father feels, when we slip in the muck of repetitive sin. Still, He doesn’t let go. He doesn’t give up. Why? Because Paul spoke Holy Truth, when he said:

“For the good that I would I do not: but the evil which I would not, that I do. Now if I do that I would not, it is no more I that do it, but sin that dwelleth in me. I find then a law, that, when I would do good, evil is present with me. For I delight in the law of God after the inward man: But I see another law in my members, warring against the law of my mind,and bringing me into captivity to the law of sin which is in my members. O wretched man that I am! Who shall deliver me from the body of this death? I thank God, through Jesus Christ our Lord. So then with the mind I myself serve the law of God; but with the flesh the law of sin. There is therefore now no condemnation to them which are in Christ Jesus, who walk not after the flesh, but after the Spirit. For the law of the Spirit of life in Christ Jesus hath made me free from the law of sin and death.”–Romans 7:19–8:2

No sin that we can commit is too big for Calvary to cover. We cannot reach beyond His mercy...

When you were dead in your sins and in the uncircumcision of your flesh, God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us all our sins, having canceled the charge of our legal indebtedness, which stood against us and condemned us; he has taken it away, nailing it to the cross. ---Colossians 2:13-14

Maybe, you’ve slipped and fallen. Maybe, you’re in the midst of a wallow-moment. If so, please remember that unconfessed sin does not cancel salvation.

For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. ---Romans 8:38–39.

It does not erase relationship.

But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name.---John 1:12

Do you have a mental picture of what unconfessed sin does not do? Go back to the image of that stolen bike...edrawsoft.com
Even if you did find it in his room, would you disown your kid? Unlikely.

To look at it from another angle, if I’m in Third Grade, and I flunk a math test, do I get bounced back to kindergarten?... Certainly not. Review? Absolutely. Extra homework? Probably. Retest? Possibly. Get demoted by three grades? Nope.

Why then, when we slip, do we so often act as if it’s necessary to start at the very beginning with God? It’s not. He has a plan in place for when we mess up. Notice that I said when, not if. What’s The Plan?

If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness.--1 John 1:9

It was written to born-again Christians, not as a first direction to the lost; and it lays out how to mend our slips, ditch the mud, and start fresh. It says nothing about needing another baptism or a public rededication. Gratefully, it’s one on one, with Jesus, because it’s private and personalized (Mark 15:37; Hebrews 4:15–16). It’s about our personal condition, not our public position.

Let’s see a picture of what unconfessed sin does do. It temporarily blocks blessings...

Do you remember playing in the water, when you were little? Remember hooking up the garden hose, turning the flow up as high as it would go, and using your hand to control the speed and direction of the spray? Imagine that your thumb is firmly blocking the hose’s opening, so much so, that you can feel the vacuum-effect on your fifth digit. Think of the water as the flow of God’s blessings into your life; and think of your thumb as the unconfessed sin. The water has not vanished. In fact, a thin trickle of that refreshing fluid insists on pressing past that stubborn blockade. However, that trickle looks nothing like the full flow, nor can it come near to having the same effect as the full flow.

We can rant at God, over our dry season; or we can remember...

For the eyes of The Lord run to and fro throughout the whole earth, to show Himself strong, on behalf of those whose heart is loyal to Him. ---2 Chronicles 16:9a

May we act on the promise of 1 John 1:9, and get out of God’s way!

Thanks, Teacher

Hey Y’all,

Happy New Year!!!

My resolutions remain the same. My only prayer is that I will become more consistent in doing what is supposed to be daily work. (-:

I am in the midst of a study on David. Have I mentioned that I really like Beth Moore :-) She makes me think. Trouble is, sometimes, I dig where her X marks the spot. I see the ruby that she's grinning about; but I am drawn to the sapphire that rests next to it. The same verses take us to different places. Different does not equal wrong. The different gems we find remind me that The Holy Spirit’s teaching is always personalized.

He knows how much we are grasping, and what our homework should be. Say I am at second-grade level... He won’t make me struggle with a physics problem.

Neither will He let me get by with pretending that I have no clue that 2+2=4. Also, when I don’t wanna go to school, because I’m thinking, Who needs a diploma, anyway? I'm no dunce. I could teach Kindergarten! He loves me too much to let me stop at second-grade. For my sake, and for sake of those whose lives I will touch, lunchtime and recess cannot take over my days (1 Corinthians 13:11).

Thankfully, our Teacher is never absent, or impatient, or clueless (John 14:16, John 14:26, 1 Corinthians 2:10). What a blessing His Precious Presence is!

This year, may I keep the heart of a child (Matthew 18:3). Let me be eager to walk to class with Beth, and Max, and my friends–no dragging feet or stifled yawns. Thank You, for letting us sit close to you, Jesus (Hebrews 4:15–16)!...

Let the treasure hunt continue!!