Posts

Showing posts from January, 2009

Deeper Roots . . . Higher Reach

There I was at Starbuck's the other day with a couple of friends, waiting in line for the bathroom. A poster on the wall has a simple drawing of a tree and its roots and the caption says, "The deeper the roots, the higher the reach." Now there's some inspiration! Of course they had their own twist on it, but the principle is from the word of God.

God uses the picture of a tree to show us how the deeper we are rooted in Him, His word, and His love; the more stability that brings to us . . . and the higher our reach will go. Think of the tall trees in the rainforest or jungle that provide cover for the younger ones . . . think of the palm trees that bend and sway in the storm, but the strength of the wind is not stronger than their roots. What you can't see below them is their source of strength.

As the winds of life blow you around, you may feel like you are not steady or secure and you would greatly enjoy the wind to stop blowing, but we were not promised a life wi…

The Door

Image
Remember the children's classic story and song "Going on a Bear Hunt"? (Going on a bear hunt, going to catch a big one, what a beautiful day, I'm not scared . . . uh, oh . . . mud, thick oozy mud. Can't go over it, can't go under it, can't go around it, got to go through it) How many times in life do you come to a door . . . and find this children's classic rhyme in your head because you can't go over it, you can't go under it, you can't go around it, you've got to go through it.


Funny thing about opening a door is that you don't know how hard you're going to have to push on it until you just start to open it. Sometimes it requires little effort and sometimes it takes all the strength you've got to get it open and go through. And the time factor - it might take a bit of time to push open a very heavy door . . .

So it is with pressing in to God or going to the next place He's called you. It's like a door before you. Yo…

Engraved on His palms

Image
See, I have engraved you on the palms of my hands; your walls are ever before me. Isaiah 49:16


My friend and I were praying the other day and focusing on this attribute: compassion. Our Lord is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love. She read the passage in Isaiah 49 and as she read verse 16, I had to interrupt her and have her reread it . . . because I heard it . . . and felt it. Engraved. The nail scarred hands. I am engraved on the palms of his hands. I belong to Him. He claims me as His own.

Why do you engrave your name on something . . . because you want to keep it forever and you want no one to take it from you. And if for some reason it was taken from you, whoever finds it would know to whom it belongs . . .


This is how much I love you Your name's engraved on my hands This is how much I love you The nail scars remain This is how much I love you You've been ransomed by love This is how much I love you You belong to me This is how much I love you I claim you …

Smashing the Idol . . . of Efficiency

I like to be efficient - I think it's a good thing - it's productive, not to waste time or energy . . . most people would agree. Do you see where this is going though? I, I, I . . . this morning as life was not going efficiently and realized all the things that would take so much longer to do today because because yesterday was thrown off schedule and things got moved back . . .

Suddenly, the Holy Spirit reminded me (He's so good and gentle) of the problem with efficiency. Is it good? . . . to "be performing or functioning in the best possible manner with the least waste of time and effort; having and using requisite knowledge, skill, and industry; competent; capable" as Webster says. Probably, in and of itself. But like many things in our lives, when that thing or that characteristic becomes more important and brings us more satisfication that Christ himself . . . not so good.

So it broke my heart this morning that I had broke His heart by allowing efficiency to b…

I'm Willing because I Love You

Jogging . . . again . . . the lines of a favorite song (yes, I have many favorites these days) shouts out "My Lord has conquered the grave." And I have this thought: yes, he has conquered the grave. To conquer means to win, to master, to acquire by force, overcome, to gain victory. Since has conquered the grave, He has conquered death. Death is the ultimate thing, so He has conquered things of less significance . . . certainly many things are less difficult to conquer than death.
Then as only the Holy Spirit can, He begins a dialogue that goes right to my heart, right to my thoughts, right to my fears, right to my concerns . . . I have conquered the grave and I can conquer your son's fear of going to school and missing you so badly that he dreads it and cries. And I can conquer your other son's sickness. And I can conquer all the details of your life - the list goes on.
So I respond "I know that, my Lord Jesus - you CAN conquer anything."
And then the knife th…