Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
From John 14: "The Father who resides in me crafts each word into a divine act"
Another friend wrote about this encounter and added to it her own encounter with God and the prayers that came out of it. As I read her writings about praise, and nature, and creativity I was struck suddenly by the simple majestic beauty of what we as wives and mothers do for our families every day.
Folding the same clothes, washing the same dishes, sweeping the same floors. Preparing the same meals, washing the same little faces. In partnership with our King every single act is brand new every single time. An act of service and worship combined. "God knows that we are limited in our abilities, yet He chooses to take that which we are able to offer over and over again and reorganize it. He gives it new inspiration and new levels of detail. When we are alone with Him, He creates right through us. It is not what we say that creates His Glory, but what God tells us. It is not what we offer, but what God offers through us..." (J.M.)
God, please create in me an awareness of the wonder of creating with You in every mundane moment of the day. Help me to keep my eyes fixed on You, never wavering in my goal to glorify You in every area of my life. You are so astonishingly vast God, I love it, there is no end to You and no end to what You can accomplish in a willing heart. I love you Daddy!! Thank you for continually speaking to me. Thank you for your unending love. :)
Monday, October 19, 2009
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
The part I love is this: The closer I get to God, the more I hear His voice, feel His heart, the more impossible it is to justify any negativity in me. I have a choice here. I can surrender to Him and give up the sin and justifications of it. Or I can move back from His side. Step back a step from intimacy with the Most High.
Well, option number two is not happening my friends. Not on your life.
So, I have the overwhelming joy of submitting to my Lord. Weeding forks, refining fire, whatever it takes. My constant cry is "Come deeper God! Come deeper. Don't stop. I surrender all to You."
And I have the stunning privilege not only of hearing His beautiful voice on a daily basis; I also get to watch the lives around me change because of MY surrender. Beginning with my wonderful husband and children and fanning out from there. It is glorious.
Luke 12:30-32 says (in The Message, can you tell which translation I've been enjoying lately:)
"People who don't know God and the way he works fuss over these things, but you know both God and how he works. Steep yourself in God-reality, God-initiative, God-provisions. You'll find all your everyday human concerns will be met. Don't be afraid of missing out. You're my dearest friends! The Father wants to give you the very kingdom itself."
Seek first the Kingdom and all these things will be given to you as well...
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Saturday, October 10, 2009
I let go at last. And saw my Father's answer the very next day. One could write it off to circumstances I suppose. But, as a "brother" of mine is fond of saying, "There are no coincidences." I believe that with all my heart and mind.
Now, I'm so ready to give Him more of me. Every last thing that will stand in His way. In the way of His marvelous plans for me. Plans in which I change eternity. Change the world.
The fears I sometimes cling to seem so inconsequential in the light of His grace. The glorious power of my marvelous God. His resources are glorious and unlimited. And so am I. Glorious and unlimited because He made me that way. :)
Friday, October 9, 2009
Like to a shell dishabited,
Then might He find thee on the ocean shelf,
And say, "This is not dead,"
And fill thee with Himself instead.
But thou are all replete with very thou
And hast such shrewd activity,
That when He comes He says,
"This is enow Unto itself - 'twere better let it be,
It is so small and full, there is no room for me."
Sir Thomas Brown
I have found myself to be so very self-centered lately. When I come to my King in prayer I have, without giving it a second thought, come with my agenda in my hand. My questions, my needs, my complaints, my wants. My seeking so quickly became all about ME. I forgot my many blessings and victories in a hurry.
When God spoke to me last night he said Could you just come to me without your agenda. Just you. I want to be with just you.
I wept when I realized my ungratefulness.
And leaped back into it with both feet today.
And struggled to lay it down when I realized it.
I thought of my children. How much more I could give them if they weren't whining at me about their wants and needs. If they weren't yelling about what someone else just did to them. If they just enjoyed my presence there is so much I have waiting for them. Love and wisdom and gifts. Not that they don't get those things anyway. But there is more to be had.
How much more of HIM will I find when I lay down my rights? How eager is He, just waiting, holding His breath until I come to Him at last, empty. Ready to be filled with something so far infinitely better than the petty things I hold onto so tightly. What will it be like to SEE truly. To see the world around me as HE sees it. To walk in my true identity. To see Him as He is.
I intend to find out.
"I'm not saying I have all this together, that I have it made. But I am well on my way, reaching out for Christ, who has so wondrously reached out for me." From Philippians 3