Category Archives: Living Life

Teach Them

 

Oh the pressure!!!  Yesterday, Mark came home to tell me that his co-worker, Amanda, has been reading my blog.  That made me happy.  ((Hi, Amanda))  Ahem.. so he went on further to say that she commented that I was funny and that everyday I made her think.  Kinda made me feel good until this morning when I sat down to blog.. Oh the pressure to perform!!  I can’t think of anything profound nor profoundly funny to say today!!!

To make matters worse, my Sunday school leader pointed out that the one who teach those about God and living Christ-like would be judged first.  I had to stop and think about that one.  Praise God, I follow His lead when teaching.  I would hate to think of the consequences if I didn’t.

Which got me to thinking about Deuteronomy 11:19…  God wants us to teach our children his laws and commandments…

Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up

God doesn’t want us to teach only in Sunday school or from the pulpit.  He wants us to be a living example of how to study, learn and grow for others to witness.  Don’t you know that Joseph and Mary did exactly that for Jesus and his siblings?  Jesus did it for his disciples.  And it is expected from us as well.

And let’s just praise God that learning is something you never outgrow.  You can train yourself in God’s word and teachings even when you draw your last breath.  I love how I can read and study a segment of the Bible and then turn around a few months later and study the same piece only to learn more about myself and God.

Thanks Amanda for the prompt to “think” this morning.  Hope everyone enjoys their day!  Next week, I will be on vacation.  Taking a little time off from writing and spending it with my hubby!!  See you soon!

Oh, and I haven’t forgotten..  The winner of the ankle bracelet… drum roll please…  my son drew the name for me this morning…. The winner is Diane!!!!  Yay!!!

God bless..

To Hurt or Not To Hurt

More often than I care to admit, I can say hurtful things.  Not intentionally, mind you.. but at times my criticism stings.  (I hang my head in shame) What bothers me the most though is seeing how brothers and sisters of Christ treat one another.   Sometimes I question their definition of “brotherly love.”  ((sigh)) And I have been just as guilty at times.

Last night, I finally finished 1 Samuel.  It amazes me how David took the upper road when dealing with Saul.  Here this jealous king was out to kill David and yet, David, being as strong as he was, didn’t seek to get Saul first.  In fact, David said this phrase often, “I would not lay a hand on the Lord’s anointed.”  God had given David opportunities to get Saul but David respected God’s anointment.

Wow.

HMMMM.

Those of us who have accepted Christ are anointed.  So, why hurt one another?  Why do we have the “I’m going to get you before you get me” attitude?  Why not follow David’s example…

The Lord rewards every man for his righteousness and faithfulness.  The Lord delivered you [Saul] into my hands today, but I would not lay a hand on the Lord’s anointed.  As surely as I value your life today, so may the Lord value my life and deliver me from all trouble.  1 Samuel 26: 23-24

David knew God was bigger than the situation at hand.  He trusted that God would do the delivering.  David didn’t have to take care of things for himself.  Rather, he knew God would handle it.

Next time, controversy and conflict arise in my life, I think it would be best to let God handle it and deliver me from the trouble.  It would be better for my blood pressure.

I hope your day will be great!!  Oh, now wait a minute… if you haven’t left a comment on Tuesday’s post and get your name in the drawing pot, you better hurry up!!  I’m giving a ankle bracelet away!   So what are you waiting for???  Get over there and leave a comment!!!!

God bless..

Trust Him

God whispered something on my heart.

I heard it.

Got busy and forgot about it.

God spoke it again.

I listened to it.

Worked a little towards it.

Felt inadequate.

Didn’t trust I could do it.

Got busy to ignore it.

God told me directly once again.

I heard and listened intently.

Argued that I wasn’t capable.

Looked for excuses.

Ignored it.

God persisted.

Ignored my excuses.

Prompted a change of heart.

I called out for Him.

He listened

Extended His trust.

Accepted my fear and gave me ease.

I got busy with God’s assignment.

I feel stronger, confident and loved.

 

Enjoy your day.   God bless..

Getting a Little Jesus with Lysa

 

Okay, so I had the strangest dream last night.  So strange that I just have to tell you about it.  First and foremost, let me warn you I have been reading 1 Samuel each night before going to bed.  Secondly, allow me to introduce if you haven’t already met, Lysa TerKeurst.  She is one of my favorite authors and speakers.  Her style is a lot like mine and well.. I am convinced we are twin sisters who look nothing alike and have different parents that were separated at birth.  She just doesn’t know it.

Anyway, so Lysa, my daughter, my grandmother, and I were on an adventure to find ourselves a little Jesus.  We were to visit various churches in the area (somewhere in NC).  We were driving around looking for church buildings.  We found one.  We entered.  It was painted in a grey/blue motif.  The preacher and the praise band was standing on a little ledge around the room up above the congregation seats.  The best way I can describe the atmosphere was like in a “bar.”  Not that I have actually visited one recently..but seen them on TV.  Ahem, those days are long gone!  Praise God!

Well, the music was great.  The sermon was great!  And Lysa stood up and said, “Got some Jesus now let’s go find some more!”  And off we went.

The next church was skyscraper tall.  It literally touched the clouds.  It was red laced with gold.  It was awesome to see.  It reminded me of when I went to NYC.  I just stood at the foot of those tall buildings with my mouth wide open.  I had never seen anything so breathtaking.  It was like that.. big, bold, and beautiful.  We entered the church.  Fancy to say the least.  We seated and the preaching began.  There was no sound doctrine being preached.  Our mouths were open alright.  The preacher preached lies and of unholy things.  Lysa stood and shouted.  “There is no Jesus in this fine building.  Let’s go!”  With that.. a riot started.  We quickly slipped out.

The last church we visited was in a strip mall.  The decor was Hawaiian/ African.  I really couldn’t tell… maybe “tropical” would be a better word to describe it.  Anyway, we found our seats in the middle of the place.   Then the humming began.  Then the chanting.  Then people dressed in golden robes entered carrying a giant golden frame with a picture of some man (not Jesus mind you).  People fell to their knees as the picture was carried to the alter.  Lysa snapped, “They are worshipping idols!  Girls let’s get out of here.  There is no Jesus up in here!”

See I told you it was a strange dream.

I hope you have a wonderful Thursday!  God bless you all… oh, and I hope you find a little Jesus in your day!

god

 

Last night in my small group, I discovered a bit of scripture that made every emotion spill out of me.  It was two verses tucked in the book of Philippians.  And thanks to Lysa TerKeurst, I felt as if I had been slammed into a wall.

18 For, as I have often told you before and now tell you again even with tears, many live as enemies of the cross of Christ. 19 Their destiny is destruction, their god is their stomach, and their glory is in their shame. Their mind is set on earthly things. Philippians 3:18-19

I was having a good day until I heard this passage.  I didn’t appreciate being told that my god is my stomach.  I just thought it was an idol.  Like that is even better but when the term “god” was used… Man!  Slam!  Ouch!  I guess the word “idol” seems so accepting in my mind.. even though God hates the whole idol business.  I guess I am not sensitive to that word because in our culture idols are glamorized.

Then, in this passage, “god” is used.  Whoa, that opened my eyes and ears.  I didn’t like how that felt.  Having another “god” in my life brought torment and shame.  I must admit though..  it is true.  There I said it..  It. Is. True.  I can’t deny it.  Obviously.  I am wearing my god around my waist.

I think this may be the push I need to wake up and do something about my lifestyle.

I hope you enjoy your day.

God Bless…