Wednesday, December 8, 2010

The Palm Tree

Do you see a palm tree strong and tall that has not withstood the storms?

The palm tree blows and sways in the wind . . .

Yet it cannot have strength without depth . . .

And it cannot have depth without roots . . .

All the while, it cannot grow deep roots without storms to strengthen.

I was reading from Springs in the Valley the other day about the story of a submarine that came to surface after a terrible storm. When asked in utter amazement how they did not know of the storm, the crew replied they really had no effects of the waves above because of the depth the submarine went.

In this you greatly rejoice, though now for a little while, if need be, you have been grieved by various trials, that the genuineness of your faith, being much more precious than gold that perishes, though it is tested by fire, may be found to praise, honor, and glory at the revelation of Jesus Christ. 1 Peter 1:5-7

GO DEEP! Go deeper with your God until your identity is so wrapped up in His that you forget who you are!

Monday, November 15, 2010

Just one Taste

Taste and see that the Lord is good. Psalm 34:8

My friend brought me some much needed coffee the other morning. This was not just any coffee either! It was flavored with the most delicious creamer I have ever tasted: Belgian White Chocolate Macadamia. She told me how wonderful it was, but of course I would have to taste it to believe it. And one taste just wasn't enough.

Just one taste and you can't stop thinking about it. Just one taste and you're craving more. Just one taste and nothing else compares. Oh, I tried MY flavored coffee with MY flavored creamer the next day and the next but it didn't do justice to that ONE.

So that's got me thinking. Coffee and Jesus. Quite a correlation, but hang with me. Isn't that what He said? Taste and see. I have tasted (tried, experienced) and I have seen (understood, learned, have knowledge of). But what gets at me is how often I try to fill that longing with something else. Not necessarily "bad" things either - things "good" in and of themselves. But nothing else, nor anyone else, satisfies like the real thing!

Sunday, November 14, 2010

Choose Life whatever the Cost

My sense of efficiency costs me. I THINK it just irritates me, but today I realize again and more, that it costs me. In the natural today, it would have "cost" me my iPod. But what might my sense of efficiency cost me in the kingdom of God - the spiritual realm.

Here's the story. You see, I had mistakenly thrown my iPod away. The tiny little iPod shuffle that is a great size for running, had gotten stuck to some duct tape I was throwing away. And my mind was elsewhere. I didn't realize it was missing until this morning when I sat down to listen to a worship song. Throughout the morning, retracing my steps, I looked everywhere! Since it was not in the usual place, I realized I must have mistakenly put it down somewhere with something else - but it was nowhere to be found.

Where was the last place I had seen it or when had I last used it? On the table outside by the wadded up duct tape . . . OH NO . . . the duct tape that I threw in the trash. The trash that was filling up in the kitchen . . . the trash that I was going to take out this morning to get it in the bin before the garbage truck came . . . the trash bag that actually never made it before the trash man came because I wasn't efficient. I wasn't "on top of things" this morning (and frustrated with myself for it too if I might add)! So now it was in the bag that was all alone in the can AFTER the garbage truck had came and went. All because I wasn't efficient and had missed getting it in there this a.m. HOW GLAD I AM THAT I MISSED THAT! How many times can I say that ...

Lord, let my schedule be only what is only your schedule - your timing . . . how often my timing seems like HERE & NOW is the best way and your way is SO MUCH BETTER. You call me to choose life. And the bonus . . . I still have my iPod :-)

Then I found this quote that I had to post on the dashboard in my car, on my mirror, and anywhere else I would read and be reminded to CHOOSE LIFE!

By His grace, seize your opportunities everyday to CHOOSE LIFE, to BE LIFE, to GIVE LIFE. Choose against what distracts you, confuses you, and puts in jeopardy the LIFE of the Beloved in You. Choose to live LIFE from the loving heart of your Father. You Are Blessed by Sylvia Gunter

Sunday, October 10, 2010

With my Song

Psalm 28:7 The Lord is my strength and my shield. My heart trusted in Him and I am helped; therefore my heart greatly rejoices and with my song, I will praise Him.

I come
because you are God
and I am man
I simply come
bringing you all that I am

You alone are holy
You alone are worthy
You alone are all that I need

I come
because You are God
and I am man
I simply come
bringing you all that I am

And I bow before the One
who sits upon the throne
Through you alone
I can overcome

Bringing you myself
seems not so much to give
To the one who gave His only son,
so that I may truly live

I come
because You are God
and I am man
I simply come
bringing you all that I am

Saturday, October 2, 2010

The Gift

We were sitting in the pool last weekend, overlooking the Pacific Ocean, enjoying some time with the kids. I was watching the waves come in, pounding on the reef, mesmerized by the beauty and awe. And for a moment, it was if time slowed down.

It's a gift. This (time here) is a gift.

There was no mistaking the clarity, but it was that still small voice.

And I pondered what He meant. This is a gift. So many meanings, like peeling back layer upon layer of an onion. The gift that keeps on giving.

A gift. It can be something you have been waiting for and are so excited as you receive it because you know exactly what it is. Then there are some gifts just don't seem to be for you. So you hold on to them and bless someone else with the gift that someone gave you. Some you save for later - and though they don't seem to make any sense at the moment, in time you realize: this is perfect for me - this was a great gift.

Was that what He was trying to get me to see? He wasn't talking about the time at the pool. He was talking about our time here on this island. Yes, this is a beautiful place. But there has been so much more that has taken place than just enjoying the beauty. This gift of being here on this island has been many things - a time of learning, a time of growing, a time of stretching, a time of peace, a time of pain and heartache, a time of being alone, a time of craziness, a time of new friendships, a time of feeling way out of my comfort zone, a time of joy, a time of new memories, a time of trusting, a time of giving, a time of healing.

Could all these things have happened elsewhere or at another time? I'm quite sure of it, but He chose here and He chose right now.

There is an appointed time (season) for everything, and a time to every purpose (activity, even) under heaven. Eccl. 3:1

Friday, September 24, 2010

Divine Touch

My youngest child brought me a box to close. He couldn't get the latch to close and not for lack of trying. He had tried and tried, but it wasn't moving. And, more importantly, he could see what needed to be accomplished, but no matter how much he tried, he was not going to get it closed.

So he did what any child would do.

He ran to Mom (picture Dad though, it makes the story connections better)

He handed it over . . .

To the one, who could secure the latch,
without trouble, without strain

He simply gave it over

He wasn't grabbing it back

Or giving me his input on how to do it better

There was full release on his part

Oh - so much to realize in one simple exchange. I'm blown away. That still small voice that I could push away. But this was too obvious when I stopped my thoughts to listen.

While my heavenly Father may not always seem quick to solve my dilemma, I must have full release. Especially when I see what "it" is supposed to look like, but doesn't, yet. Whatever my "it" is for the moment. Whether life-changing or trivial, He is there, waiting for my cry, waiting to help, waiting for the smile on my face when He hands it back - fixed.

A Great Must

A great must dominated the life of the son of man.

We might sin with our mouth but when we are silent, we rob Him of His glory.

When you put these two quotes by Francis J Roberts together, they make a pretty strong message about the importance of praising the Lord. Not just in worship music, a singing voice, dance, or writing, but in everything I say and do. Including every opportunity to share with someone that a particular situation in my life has no explanation other than God.

Yet, how often I have forgotten what I have been delivered from? How often I have robbed Him of His glory by my silence? Too often, I'm afraid to say.

Recently my friend wrote a message about serenading the Lord. A serenade means a complimentary performance given to honor or express love for someone. This was the same day God impressed this upon my heart from Psalm 54: Save me, O God, by Your name, and vindicate my by Your strength. . . . Behold, God is my helper . . . I will freely sacrifice to you. I will praise Your name, O Lord, for it is good. For He has delivered me!

Lord, I pray that I would just say so, that I would not write anything off as some cosmic coincidence, nor cower back in the corner, giving in to the fear of man with my silence.

So this is why I must write . . . and sing and dance, but mostly write . . . a great must dominates my life.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Deep Excavation

The morning jog - outside.

I couldn't escape the yearning to be outside this morning. You have to know that I usually wouldn't go running outside at 8:30 a.m. this time of year. This is the land of too humid, too much sun beating on you and that sick to your stomach feeling from getting overheated. Not for this girl. But today it was overcast and didn't feel too bad. So out I went.

Because I had a feeling . . . He was calling.

I had a feeling . . . He had a message that He wanted to speak to me.

The clouds were becoming darker, this is why it was overcast and cooler :-) and the rain was imminent. And so was the message:

As I hit the turnaround point, I again passed by this mess of construction alongside the road. The ground by the beautiful golf course is all dug up for new pipes. The sign reads: "Deep Excavation."

Hmmmmmmm . . .

I ponder the "Deep Excavation" in my life . . . lately I've been responding to things in a very emotional manner, which is not how I would normally respond. And I thought God had dealt with these emotional feelings in particular, but guess I need new pipes to reroute because the old ones weren't doing the job anymore. And the work - it's deep. Not surface, or just below the ground, like before, but deep.

Beloved, as situations arise that take you off guard, your first instinct will be to react emotionally. But, if you will exercise self-control and quiet your soul, you can respond according to the unction of My Spirit instead of reacting in the flesh, which will produce a better outcome, says the Lord. I tell you this so that you can be alert because the enemy is looking to gain the advantage over you.

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

I ponder the "Out of Service" sign on the fire hydrant. Yeah - some areas in my life feel like they have this big "Out of Service" sign: responding selflessly to my family, responding kindly to my family, the list goes on. And just like there is no emergency flow of water from that point due to the reinstalling of those pipes underground, so there is no flow of the Spirit at points in my life. I respond in the flesh. But He is doing some "Deep Excavation" to work on that.

And immediately after this revelation as I am crying out along with the song "Let it Rain" on my iPod, it begins to do just that . . . it rains.
So refreshing.
So needed.
To loosen up the soil for the deep excavation.
And you know what else - those pesky birds that have been chasing me don't like to fly in the rain . . .

O what a beautiful morning!

PS As I jogged by today, months after originally writing this post, I notice the "deep excavation" is almost complete. There are signs of new grass growing and new access points to the source of the water below, so it can flow. Holy Spirit flow through me.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

The Precipice

Prec-i-pice (pres-uh-pis) n. 1. An overhanging or extremely steep mass of rock, such as a crag or the face of a cliff. 2. The brink of a dangerous or disastrous situation

We went for a walk the other night. Searching for a new path, a different view of this massive ocean that surrounds us. This is what we found! We walked through what appeared to be the crater of an ancient volcano and followed the path. Right up to the edge. Standing on the edge, the precipice - it felt like the edge of the world . . . one more step and I'm gone.

And the thought, the question of the day, the prompting and searching of the Holy Spirit: how often it FEELS that way. "I'm on the edge ... Lord, don't you see me here? If I take one more step I'm gone. I'm going off the 'deep end' never to be found again."

And He says incredulously, "REALLY?!" (You're going with what you FEEL on this - not what you KNOW?)

Because this is what I KNOW:

The One who says I know all the days ordained for you I wrote them in my book before one of them came to be. PSALM 139:16

The One who says I saw you when you were formed in the secret place. PSALM 139:15

The One who says I know the plans I have for you. JEREMIAH 29:11

And why do I act like I am on the brink of a dangerous of disastrous situation?

So I read in Springs in the Valley "There must be the full confidence that we are safe in this abandonment; that we are not falling over a precipice . . . but that we are sinking into the Fathers' arms and stepping into an infinite inheritance . . . Oh it is an infinite privilege to be permitted thus to give ourselves up to One who pledge Himself to make us all that we would love to be - all that His infinite wisdom, power and love will delight to accomplish in us!

So He says "step into My love, step into My arms, step into My plans, step into My ways. I see right where you are. I know you are looking at what's right in front of you and you can't see what I can see. You don't see what I am accomplishing as you trusting me with all these details of your upcoming trip, or My hand upon your son who about to go off to college, or my wisdom for your children's school curriculum next year. But you're not stepping off a cliff here. Step into Me."

Sunday, May 2, 2010

I Cry Out . . . ONCE AGAIN

The words of the song by Kim Walker might be coming to your mind . . . "O God, we cry out for your mercy . . . once again." It's all a part of this message that God is writing on my heart.

"He never tires of your coming to Him and your cry is welcome to His ears however frequent"- MEB in Springs in the Valley

This is what plagues me - why is it so terrible to cry out . . . ONCE AGAIN? "Selah that" as Pastor Dave would say, which means to pause and think about, reflect on that.

Saturate yourself in the oil of the Holy Spirit and keep your channel of communication always open to your heaven father - His desire is toward you and He will be your strong habitation. -F. Roberts in Come Away My Beloved

I have put my Spirit upon you that you should cry and not keep silent . . . I love my people ... but they have not cried, called . . . they have filled the place that belongs only to me. -F. Roberts in Come Away

Have I been trying to fill the place that belongs only to Him? Or more likely the question is WHAT have I been trying to fill that place with?

And this is what it is about crying out - AGAIN! I don't want to be dependent on anyone . . . I want to be able to take care of myself. I'm independent after all! I don't want to "bother" God again. How that reeks of PRIDE and SELFISHNESS. Since when do I respond to my children in need with a WHAT?!?!?! (Okay, sometimes my "What?" is not the nicest "What?" response to my kids).

So the other day - all day long - literally, from the time I got up until I went to bed (way too late), there was no phone or Internet . . . my husband was out of town and how I longed to hear his voice, just that reassurance that I am not alone, that I am loved, all those unspoken words wrapped up in the sound of his voice.

God, how I long for your voice . . . just to hear you speak to me and to know that I am heard. Thank you that You are the answer. How precious your words this morning:

I can't answer if you don't call . . . just like with the phone line, I am here - but you have to dial, you have to make the connection - it IS that simple though . . . I am always home . . . I always pick up on the first ring because I have been waiting for you to call. I am anxious to hear your voice. And guess what? I have the answer... I AM the answer ... I AM the rescue ... your 'calling' puts us together ... you can be where I Am ... And yes, I call to you too, but am talking about you calling me, which doesn't change/ignore the fact that I call.

"We have lost the eternal youthfulness of Christianity and have aged into calculation manhood. We seldom pray in earnest for the extraordinary, the magnificent, the glorious. We seldom pray with any confidence, for any good to the realization of which we cannot imagine a way. And yet, we suppose ourselves to believe in an Infinite Father." -Eidenburgh in 1910

God is the source of all joy, and if we come into contact with Him, His infinite joy comes into our lives. - RA Torrey

Sunday, April 4, 2010

But as for me . . .

But as for me, I am filled with power, with the Spirit of the LORD, and with justice and might. MICAH 3:8a

But as for me . . . once again I was out jogging on a beautiful sunny but humid already Saturday morning. There is another gal out jogging too - pushing a stroller, and younger than me by at least 15 years . . . hmmm, this sounds like the beginning of a blog entry from a couple years ago - this one's a little different, but it is comical how God will use the same type of scenario to remind me of something - think He is trying to make a point :-)

But as for me . . . I don't think of myself as a competitive person - but oh how I compare! That is the message of this morning jogging story . . . so back to the story - the jogger is keeping pace with me or should I say I was keeping pace with her . . . I remember those days - of pushing the jogger stroller - how much more work than being out alone now, and then she passes me . . . and I'm thinking "She is pushing a stroller, up hill, in the wind. I should be faster; I have less resistance."

But as for me . . . Kim - stop looking where she is, where I've put her, what I have given her to push at the point and what you have or have not to push . . . this is not a race to see who gets to the destination or the end of the road first . . . how well did you run along the way?

But as for me . . . I have to admit - it was not a pleasant run - it was hard - I waited too late in the morning to go and it was hotter, which slows me down. The wind was in my face at this point and it had been several days since I had run . . . all these things make it a little harder to go at a faster pace.

But as for me . . . But the Lord knows that - He knows where I've been and what has gone on and how He is leading me . . . it reminds me of what I read in Come Away the other morning - "Don't worry about where or when but How" . . . how is He involved.

But as for me . . . not "as for the other gal," not "as for the younger," not as for anyone else - just like it says in Micah 3:8 - as for ME! I need to focus on my Lord and savior and know what is true for me ... because of who He is and what He has done . . . and that determines who I am and where I am!

But as for me . . . in the Psalms, the writer continuously repeats this message. Psalm 35:13 But as for me ... I humbled myself; Psalm 26:11 But as for me, I shall walk in integrity; Psalm 71:14 But as for me, I shall always have hope.

Lord, may I be so focused on You, may You be the object of my gaze so that but as for me becomes the only way.

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Lessons learned in yardwork . . .

A beautiful sunny day ... it was not too humid yet so went out to work on a few things - weeding, trimming bushes. So here are the three thoughts that were revealed to me as I worked and allowed the Holy Spirit to speak - to teach and guide and to remind me just like He came to do. . . it helps that I had my "listening ears" on as we so often tell our children or as adults would say "I was tuned into" Him.

First, weeds come up easier when soil is wet. There was a whole patch of them and it just looked ugly! I hadn't looked in this spot in awhile. Not long ago there were a few, but now - boy, was it overrun! The weeds weren't coming up at all, unless they had shallow roots. They needed to be watered, to let the water seep down into the soil and loosen the roots. And isn't that what the Lord does with us when He shines the spotlight (His water) on an area of your life or heart and allows time for the soil to get ready for the roots to be pulled up. He doesn't just yank them out. That's what I try to do and why things don't disappear from my life - I think I've dealt with them - but the root is still there and so it grows back. Looking diligently lest any man fail of the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springing up trouble [you], and thereby many be defiled. Hebrews 12:15

The second example came as I was cleaning up the entry to house. Our family uses the back door because it is a shorter walk from where the car gets parked, but guests use the front. There is a beautiful hibiscus plant taken over the entryway. It has blossomed like crazy, but it needed to be pruned. And come to think of it, that was what caused it to go crazy - I thought I was cutting it back, but I was preparing it to GROW! The Lord's pruning so often comes through trials in our lives. John 15:2 says He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful.

Lastly, an amazing banana spider lives on this hibiscus bush. As I was pruning, I cut the branch that held up his web, his home. How often do I do this to others - things I say or do that seem so insignificant to me can have a major effect on others. I could taken a minute to think where to trim the branch so this banana spider's web didn't collapse. In the same way, by obeying the prompting of the Holy Spirit I can prevent someone else's web (their framework - their view of a life that follows Christ) from collapse. This goes with what we have been learning in the Bait of Satan by John Bevere about not causing offense/stumbling block in other lives even if there is something that is okay for you. Be careful, however, that the exercise of your freedom does not become a stumbling block to the weak. 1 Corinthians 8:9 Therefore let us stop passing judgment on one another. Instead, make up your mind not to put any stumbling block or obstacle in your brother's way. Romans 14:3

Just a few thoughts as I was outside the other morning working in the yard...

Thursday, March 18, 2010

The Blank Check . . .

The kids recently watched a movie with this title. It caught my attention as it reminded me of this quoet about prayer and God's word:

There is hardly an position more utterly beautiful, strong or safe, than to put the finger upon some promise of the divine word and claim it.There need be no anguish or struggle or wrestling; we simply present the check and ask for cash, produce the promise and claim its fulfillment; nor can there be any doubt as to the issue. It would give much interest to prayer, if we were more definite. STREAMS IN THE DESERT

1 Chronicles 17:23-24 do as thou has said...that Thy name may be magnified forever.

Monday, March 15, 2010

Walk with Me - Seek Me

...not only have I come to guide you; lead and teach you, but I have come to walk with you ... allow Me to walk with you. Understand that even though you do not deem yourself perfected I will still walk with you ... So come and enjoy the journey for it will be a great adventure in these days...But determine that you will experience it with great joy and with great peace; for this is My kingdom within you, says the Lord God Almighty. -M. BURNS

My Father God, has been speaking with me about seeking Him . . . it has been a really strong theme the past few weeks. Just this morning I felt the urge to go down to the beach . . . so many other things I could be doing/needed to catch up on, but they will still be there - didn't have any appointments except apparently one I didn't know about ... the one that was not on MY calendar -- spending an hour at the beach with my Lord. I have to share that the practical and logical in me has won the battle for so many years . . . and this is what the revelation comes down to, for me at least: Love is not logical.

So as I walked along the beach, with my camera this time :-), the ocean spray misting my face, sweat dripping down my back at 8:30 in the morning (don't want you to think it's all glamorous on this tropical island :-), (Oh and I had my shirt on inside out all morning too :-), I found myself looking for beautiful shots of the ocean:

and whatever else I might find. I walked to a point where I couldn't go any further and it was beautiful.

I sat there enjoying the moment and the majesty all round me. I strolled back to the car a lot slower than I had come out ... I was seeking ... looking down around me, noticing so many things I
didn't see the first pass:

a bunch of hermit crabs feasting on their breakfast ...

the shell of a blue lobster ...

the path of a turtle who came up to lay her eggs ...

a log that had once been alive and now serves other purposes ...

a lone flower amidst the dirt and grass...

I had to walk with the journey to be able to see those things - and to slow down enough to look around . . . and I know that it what He is saying to me right now - look around you, in every day life. Look for me and if you do, you'll find Me - sure, it'll be something different about Me every time but that is because I am so infinite - so beyond finding out .... "mystery is the veil of God's face" as I read in Streams in the Desert the other day.

Lord, may I be on the lookout for You, Your handiwork, Your touch, Your presence in my life.

Thursday, February 25, 2010

Being trained to wait . . .

Blessed is he that waiteth. Daniel 12:12

A different season of waiting . . . last spring I was waiting, but it was because everything was out of my hands - there was nothing I could do about things to make life progress in the natural (it was moving time). Again I find myself waiting, but with so many opportunities, so many needs, so many things I could be doing . . . yet no peace about jumping into most of them. And that is why this quote rings so true: "It may seem an easy thing to wait, but it is one of the postures which a Christian soldier learns not without years of teaching. Marching and quick marching are much easier to God's warrior than standing still." MORNING BY MORNING

How I don't want to be found making sandwiches (doing something) when Jesus didn't ask for any - remember the story in Luke 10 where Martha (the human doing) was so worried about not having any help and Mary (the human being) was "busy" loving on Jesus, pouring out expensive perfume on Him . . . "only one thing is needed. Mary has chosen what is better and it will not be taken from her." Luke 10:42

This season finds me in a place of treasuring the remaining time with my oldest, a senior in high school. I know that anything outside the family I say yes to means missing out on opportunities with them. How thankful for the reassurance this morning as the Holy Spirit quickened Psalm 16: 2, 6-8, 11 to me. "I said to the LORD, "You are my Lord; apart from you I have no good thing . . . LORD, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure. The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places; surely I have a delightful inheritance. I will praise the LORD, who counsels me; even at night my heart instructs me. I have set the LORD always before me. Because he is at my right hand, I will not be shaken . . . you have made known to me the path of life."

These are the boundary lines for me right now - pouring into my family and their lives. This is my lot and He has made my it secure because this is what He has called me to.

Wednesday, February 3, 2010


The image of a YIELD sign keeps coming up repeatedly in my mind's eye. . . verses here and there about yielding and finding it in the chapter of this week's bible study lesson. It reminds me of the lack of a YIELD sign at a crazy intersection in northern California. My husband and I would talk often about our amazement that we didn't see any wrecks there without that yield sign. The YIELD sign . . . there is a cross point in the road and something has got to give or there will be a big nasty wreck . . . what is that something going to be? And on a spiritual level, am I going to yield before there is a big nasty wreck?

YIELD - what does that mean? A YIELD sign means "give way." A YIELD sign indicates that a driver must prepare to stop if necessary to let a driver on another approach proceed (but has no need to stop if his way is clear). A driver who stops has yielded his right of way to another. And that got me thinking . . . because I often find myself not wanting to yield . . . to my Savior, when I chose the things of this world over the joy of living in His realm . . . to my husband, when I argue about stupid things that don't really matter because I just want someone to acknowledge that I am right for a change . . . to writing for the moment, because it's time to pick up the kids from school :-) . . . or to the constant interruptions because everyone is home for the weekend . . . to the battle of the mind when I'm more worried about what others will think of me than what the Lord will think. These are all situations where I might see a potential collision, but chose not to prepare to stop. I did not yield to the Holy Spirit - my spirit was not been yielded to His because I did not make the choice to give up my right of way.

To yield to means to give up to, as to superior power or authority; to give up or surrender (oneself); to give over, relinquish or resign; to give as due or required. It can also means to submit; to give way to influence, entreaty, argument, or the like; to give place or precedence; or to give way to force, pressure, etc., so as to move, bend, collapse, or the like.

How interesting that before the yield sign came into place, a keystone was used. This is the architectural piece at the crown of a vault or arch which marks its apex, locking the other pieces into position. This makes a keystone very important structurally. Yielding is the apex to being used by God. As Frances J Roberts says in "Come Away my Beloved," I do not use you when you feel ready, I use you when I need you and you are yielded. He reminds us to be fully yielded to him with no thoughts of personal ambition, and to labor to be yielded and that Christ lives in me; I live by faith in the son of God. Galatians 2:20

Father forgive me, when I don't yield to You, Your ways, Your thoughts, Your Spirit in me. It is so ugly when I don't yield (relinquish) my soul (will, emotions and mind) to you . . . help me to live a life yielded to You.

My desire . . .

What a man desires is unfailing love. Proverbs 19:22

Sometimes I bounce from thing to thing, trying to complete something that will satisfy me. And I end up thinking "I don't even know what it is I want, but something is missing here" and I know that I keep "looking for love in all the wrong places." Don't we all think the things of this life will satisfy, whether it's a good book, getting the house in perfect order, finally caught up on laundry, the workout is completed or even time with a precious friend?

Yesterday, I read that verse and wrote it down in my journal ... and today as was sitting on the beach, I turned to Proverbs and there it was highlighted, in another bible ... I read this translation as I was sitting on the beach.

What a man desires is unfailing love. The KJV says The desire of a man is his kindness and "his kindness" is the Hebrew word checed, meaning zeal; ardour; kindness; an eager and ardent desire.

It was and still is a beautiful morning . . . I felt the beckoning, the longing, the drawing to spend time alone - away with Him . . . and so often so much more precious and undiluted in nature - and while my first choice is to run to the mountains, what is surrounds me now is the beach. Before I knew it I found myself descending the windy road, listening to a CD so aptly entitled "Deep Waters" . . . the songwriter/psalmist singing "There's nothing more beautiful, than to be in your presence ...nothing more beautiful ... nothing ... nothing ... everything inside of me ... longs for you."

So true - this is what I was longing for. Time in His presence. So I spent some time listening, soaking, dozing, laying my soul bare before the Lord. An empty bench sat in the shade in front of me, so I walked over to the bench and settled myself there - alone, yet I was so NOT alone. A refreshing breeze was blowing. Wow - this is so refreshing I thought! "No, I AM refreshing . . . THIS is Me, the breeze, the waves, the ocean . . . as far as you can see is what you know and can imagine perfect unfailing complete love to be, but as the ocean goes farther than you can see, so my love goes farther than the eyes of your heart to see and comprehend. I AM MORE . . .gentle waves, crashing breakers, low tide, high tide, shallow pools to great depths - I AM . . . and nothing will satisfy like my love."

But love seems so risky and sometimes we want to walk away, to play it safe because even the best love we've known in this world lets us down and has hurt us . . . don't walk away from His beautiful love - it's Him pursuing you - the lover of your soul - He is trustworthy and His love is so deep.

Yes, Lord, it is your unfailing love that I desire most of all. I was created with this longing in me - thank you for my little glimpse of "what a man desires is unfailing love."

Friday, January 15, 2010

Immeasurably more . . . Pizza?

Interesting title . . . and what's even more funny is the correlation between these two things.

Last night I made a quick order for a Pizza Mia for my hubby and the kids. I had one pizza already made, but knew it wouldn't feed a hungry teenager plus his two younger siblings, not to mention my hubby, hence the order. A Pizza Mia is a great deal - medium one topping for a great price. They got my phone number, verified the last name, repeated the order, gave me the total and off I went to a class. My hubby went to pick it up on his way home. Got it covered.

And this is where it gets funny . . . I came home to see a Big New Yorker box on the counter AND leftover pizza and bread sticks in the fridge . . . what happened I asked? Did you change the order? What was the total - way more than what it should have been?

The answer I got was: I don't know. No, I didn't change the order - it took awhile, but they were busy. They called our name and handed me the big pizza & bread sticks. Same total you told me . . . insisted it was my order . . .
STRANGE! That doesn't happen.

Funny how we ask for what we need or something good, but God has something more to say about it. Immeasurably more (exceedingly, abundantly says the New Kings James Version) than you can ask or imagine . . . How often we limit our prayers or how we are content with just enough, and He says MORE - I have more available for you, you asked for a medium pizza and I have the big New Yorker for you and some bread sticks on the side, just because I love you!

Lord I pray that I would be so excited about what you give me, knowing that you give immeasurably more, not just in the natural realm, but in the spiritual realm - your treasures - and that I would declare "Unto Him be glory by Christ Jesus forever and ever."

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Humble King song

God Most High,
sent His son to earth
yet born a humble birth
such amazing worth

You are my shelter
and under your wings will I dwell
You are my portion
and my soul declares "It is well"

You are my refuge
You are my fortress
and You are my humble King

Fighting the Good Fight

1 Timothy 6 says to FIGHT the GOOD fight and 1 Peter 2:20-21 says to THIS you were called. 1 & 2 Timothy speaks of unfeigned faith: not pretended, but genuine. What ... to FIGHT?!?! Seriously?!?!? Do you know what fight means? To consume, to battle, to make war, to destroy, to devour, to overcome, and to prevail.

To make war. It IS a fight - like it or not! I really don't care to watch fighting, but as my husband and son would attest, what fun is watching the fight or what's the point if it was one sided - the other guy didn't fight back, didn't defend, didn't attack?

To battle. And I think about this walk with Christ . . . What a fight it is! Fighting all the distractions, fighting the lies of the enemy, fighting the soul (mind, will, emotions) to be with Him, to chose Him, to honor Him, above all, in all.

To consume. "Never let the toils and cares of the day rob you of this sweet fellowship with Me," says Francis J. Roberts in Come Away my Beloved. "Better that others might find us unavailable because of our occupation with you rather than for us to be so slow to come, so dull to hear, so cold of heart, so indolent (lazy, slothful) of soul." Wow - it is a fight sometimes just to come away with Him, to consume myself with Him . . . between the alarm, the kids, the demands of the day.

To devour. And listen to the struggle in Songs of Songs 5 "I sleep, but my heart wakes: it is the voice of my beloved that knocks, saying, Open to me . . .I have put off my coat; how shall I put it on? I have washed my feet; how shall I defile them? My beloved put in his hand by the hole of the door, and my bowels were moved for him. I rose up to open to my beloved; and my hands dropped with myrrh, and my fingers with sweet smelling myrrh, upon the handles of the lock. I opened to my beloved; but my beloved had withdrawn himself, and was gone: my soul failed when he spake: I sought him, but I could not find him; I called him, but he gave me no answer." The struggle of choosing to responding right away . . . to devour - to take in eagerly!

To destroy. "...
refuse to allow your emotional responses to circumstances make you feel like you are losing ground. Discouragement will disable you and keep you bound by infirmity, making you feel like a victim. But, I have given you power and authority to break free and stay free from everything that would hold you, says the Lord. Actively take control of your mind, and do not allow negative thoughts or emotions to rule." 2 Corinthians 10:4-6 For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds, casting down arguments and every high thing that exalts itself against the knowledge of God, bringing every thought into captivity to the obedience of Christ, and being ready to punish all disobedience when your obedience is fulfilled.

To overcome - Learn to Reign. "You can do more than the enemy at this point. You can claim the victories in the Name of Jesus . . . Lay hold of this, My people. This is not only a glorious truth in which to rejoice, but it is absolutely vital to your victory . . . how do troops go into battle? prepared . . .You must learn how to lay claim to the throne of God. You must be overcomers if My work is to be accomplished... you are more than conquerors (that really hit me - many times I just want to conquer something especially if it is something not too excited about) . . . when you think of Calvary you think of my love; and this indeed is the tie-in between Calvary and this sharing of My throne life. .. I would have you live continually in the center of the kingdom of God, just as I have placed the Kingdom within the very center of your being. You bring this kingdom into operation in your own life by a constant attitude of faith" -FRANCES J ROBERTS

"Great faith is the product of great fights. Great testimonies are the outcome of great tests. Great triumphs can only come out of great trials."-SMITH WIGGLESWORTH

To Prevail. O Lord may I be prepared to prevail today, every moment of every hour . . . only by the grace you give for today is that possible.