"In repentance and rest is your salvation,
in quietness and trust is your strength"
(Isaiah 30:15 niv)
In the midst of storm can you find the above?
Did you know that in the midst of a storm Jesus slept?
35 That day when evening came, he said to his disciples, “Let us go over to the other side.” 36 Leaving the crowd behind, they took him along, just as he was, in the boat. There were also other boats with him. 37 A furious squall came up, and the waves broke over the boat, so that it was nearly swamped.38 Jesus was in the stern, sleeping on a cushion. The disciples woke him and said to him, “Teacher, don’t you care if we drown?”
39 He got up, rebuked the wind and said to the waves, “Quiet! Be still!” Then the wind died down and it was completely calm.
40 He said to his disciples, “Why are you so afraid? Do you still have no faith?”
41 They were terrified and asked each other, “Who is this? Even the wind and the waves obey him!”
30 Dec. 2010
19 People of Zion, who live in Jerusalem, you will weep no more. How gracious he will be when you cry for help! As soon as he hears, he will answer you. 20 Although the Lord gives you the bread of adversity and the water of affliction, your teachers will be hidden no more; with your own eyes you will see them. 21 Whether you turn to the right or to the left, your ears will hear a voice behind you, saying, "This is the way; walk in it." 22 Then you will desecrate your idols overlaid with silver and your images covered with gold; you will throw them away like a menstrual cloth and say to them, "Away with you!"
23 He will also send you rain for the seed you sow in the ground, and the food that comes from the land will be rich and plentiful. In that day your cattle will graze in broad meadows. 24 The oxen and donkeys that work the soil will eat fodder and mash, spread out with fork and shovel. 25 In the day of great slaughter, when the towers fall, streams of water will flow on every high mountain and every lofty hill. 26 The moon will shine like the sun, and the sunlight will be seven times brighter, like the light of seven full days, when the LORD binds up the bruises of his people and heals the wounds he inflicted.
29 Dec. 2010
Now is the time to put to good use what you have learnt.
You have sought good counsel
You have pondered my precepts
You have meditated on my Word
Day and night
But what use is knowledge without action?
See again what you have read
Hear again what you have been taught
Recall all these things from me
and truly live them
Cast off all trepidation
Tell discouragement to flee
and rise my sons and daughters
Rise up and be
That which I made you to be
27 Dec. 2010
I was reminded just now of the picture that caught in my mind in the wee hours of Christmas Night / Boxing Day morning, which I had since forgotten.
I had earlier been awoken by a nightmare, and had then prayed for a while. When it came time to sleep again, I rested my head on the pillow, and as it tends always to happen, my mind began to chug away.
It is like when my head rests, all other distractions are gone, and I often am able to think clearly, and quite often receive little revelations from God during this time.
The picture I got was simple.
It was a colourless picture of me in motion, moving forward, and I notice in my peripheral vision pictures passing by, like photographs, but I knew that they were things in my life, problems, issues, things that God was mending, changing, removing from me, but the significant thing was that I felt no emotion or feelings, but more of a simple knowledge and recognition, like -
"Oh Yeah, OK, whatever..."
So it was like I knew God was doing and going to do work in my life, but I need not be anxious or worried, for He was just going to make it happen, and all I had to do was keep moving in the same direction, on the path that I was already on.
That I think is confidence for the journey and in the reaching of the destination.
God is Good!!
All the Time!!
Dory: Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming. What do we do? We swim, swim.
I love the picture stories God places in my heart.
Today during the church service, God surprised me with a picture from the Disney movie Finding Nemo.
The scene is near the end, when finally finds Nemo, but Nemo and Dory are caught in a trawling net.
The story is set to end in tragedy, but a revelation comes. There is hope!
Nemo, Dory and Marlin victory through telling all the other captive fish to swim!
The plan at first appears to be a failure, but as more and more of the fish join in the fight to swim the 'tides' are turned and together the fish burst the net and are free.
The picture that God gave me was showing me how life is full of challenges. We go through battles, against our flesh, our ungodly habits, outside influences, against powers and principalities of darkness, but all is not lost.
God was saying "just keep swimming", keep on keeping on, keep moving and pushing forward, with Jesus and eternity with Him as our goal post. Keep our eyes on Jesus, don't stop moving, and we will have victory over the struggles / battles, chains (nets or traps) will be broken and we will get freedom from them.
The key is to never give up, never give in, for we will have victory when we keep our eyes on Jesus.
Like Paul said about running the race...
Hebrews 12:1-3 1 Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, 2 fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. 3 Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.
1Corinthians 9:24-25 24 Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. 25 Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last, but we do it to get a crown that will last forever.
So Keep Swimming, Don't be discouraged, and You Will Have Freedom from all that hinder you in the end...
25 Dec. 2010
Merry Christmas to you all!
I pray God's Blessings on you all this Christmas, and that at the very least you may all find enough reason to celebrate it in - For all that He has done for you!
The love that we show and see and feel is only a shadow of His.
His love for you and me and all of us is
For He IS Love!
and How Deep
and How High
is His Love for us...
14 For this reason I kneel before the Father, 15 from whom his whole family in heaven and on earth derives its name. 16 I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with powerthrough his Spirit in your inner being, 17 so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, 18 may have power, together with all the saints, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ, 19 and to know this love that surpasses knowledge--that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God.20 Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen.
Ephesians 3:14-21 NIV
and I leave you with an old hymn that just says it all so well.
How vast beyond all measure
That He should give His only Son
And make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the Chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
My sin upon His shoulder
Ashamed I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
No gifts, no power, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
24 Dec. 2010
My other two road trip posts were more about how God blessed me personally, but there was much more going on than just 'me, me, me'.
God did some major things in the lives of those I was with, and through those I was with.
I am not fully up on the details of everything, and some I have no right to share on here, but I will do my best in sharing what I can.
The leader of the trip, apart from God Himself, was a beautiful lady of whom is full to over-flowing with the love and spirit of God.
She glows, she ooozes God's love from every pore. And she spins us out! And stretches us to a point where our minds are almost completely boggled!
I have never met someone flow and live by the Holy Spirit as she does.
I am a person who likes some structure, likes some planning, likes to have at least some inkling of what is going to happen.
But this lady, I will call her Ms J for now, prefers to go with the flow, or rather go wherever she feels the Spirit leading.
Some may call it 'kooky', some may call it 'out-there', some may call it 'insane'.
But as the Word says...
"We shall know them by their fruits"
and the fruits that Ms J is producing are abundant, and lives are being saved because of her obedience to Gods Holy Spirits leading.
People are being set free from addictions and strongholds and they are learning God's deep Love for them through her expression of His Love for them, and they are learning to receive His love for themselves.
I didn't know what to expect from this trip, I don't think many of us did. We knew we were going to Adelaide, we knew where we were staying and we knew that we were going to visit Raff Shaw's Church (or rather God's Church shepherded by Raff Shaw) on Wednesday arvo/evening for a feast, fellowship and ministry.
I had heard very little of Raff Shaw (I don't even know if I'm spelling his name right), only that he had apparently a real gift/touch of God on his life, and his ministry through Christ was changing lives and setting people free from strongholds and seeing people healed and raised from the dead.
I didn't really know why I was going on the trip, but I know now, God had His plans and purpose.
So yes, we arrived in Adelaide eventually, after a detour to visit the 'wayward' (?) son of a brother in Christ, as Ms J was convinced that he needed to receive from God through Raff Shaw. That was Tuesday.
Wednesday morning came. We had no breakfast supplies, infact we had no food supplies at all of our own (that was enough to put me out of my comfort zone - as I always like to be prepared!), so Ms J ventured out with a couple of others to find a supermarket. Two and a Half hours or so later, they returned.
In the time that they were away, those of us who were left behind were getting frustrated.
But then came the tale to tell of their outing...
Ms J was felt led by the Holy Spirit on a detour and ended up at an ATM (or was it a bus stop?) and witnessed to a young man there (with a black eye, addictions and anger problems) and led him to Christ. She also invited him to come with us to the church meeting that night.
Praise God for the detour!
Well, the day continued, the kids had Coco Pops for breakfast, and a few of us headed out to find the City Centre with a rough drawn map and an outdated street directory.
We did our day, got a little lost, but managed to find our way to the Marion Salvation Army with an hour to spare that evening.
Meanwhile, Ms J was busy with a couple of others from our crew, and went and collected the 'wayward' son, and the man she had led to Christ earlier that day, and met us at the church.
The man she had led to Christ said later he knew he had to go, he knew he just had to get out of where he was, he knew he wanted change in his life!
The meal and meeting happened.
One of the women in our motley bunch had a serious "you dont have long to live" liver problem, although there was no sign of yellowing. He doc said he wanted to put her on the transplant list.
She said none of this to those who were ministering there.
She went up for prayer, and the man who prayed for her told her that God had just given her a new liver!!! There was no way for him to know or tell, other than through God, that she had a liver problem.
Praise God as we believe in faith for the healing!!! Praise Him for His intervention!!!
Others received prayer, and I believe more breakthroughs were made.
A precious child, a very young lass of maybe 7 years old at the max, was full of the spirit, speaking in tongues and praying for any one that she saw the need to pray for. She shocked me when I was cuddling my youngest out in the foyer who was crying and feeling sick from exhaustion, I was amazed at the authority in her prayers and her full confidence in doing so, and her ability to speak in tongues.
This beautiful lass, went up to one of the men in our crew, who had just been through detox, placed her hands on his head and just wept. Wow!
Then as the meeting finished, people mingled a little.
There were a lot of 'just off the street' visitors there, some were approaching people in our crew and asking for drugs.
My dear friend Mrs C, bless her boldness and obedience to God, led one of these to Christ.
In fact I believe that there were many that were led to Christ outside the church that night!
I didnt get to witness this as I was preoccupied with my over tired and amazingly energetic children and what God had been doing in me, but I have heard some of it since.
We all eventually bundled back in the vehicles and headed back to base camp.
The new day of Thursday came and 9 of us headed back in the bus, while Ms J was to return home here later in the day.
We were all exhausted and beginning to get a bit ratty, but God gave us peace and safety on our return journey.
The next day, I learnt that Ms J had returned to our starting point "LW" (the old rehab) with the wayward son who had given his heart to Christ and the man she led to Christ on the supermarket hunt.
The old rehab, which had only just began to function again as such a few weeks prior, was now definitely 'open for business', and God was moving mightily. The man who had recently detoxed, his partner and toddler son were staying there, and now there was two more, young men to add to the mix. The young man, met at the ATM or bus stop, had already come to the conclusion that 'this was where he was meant to be' and had already chosen to commit himself to 12 months at the facility! The other young man, the son of a man who turned to Christ 5 years ago, also showed commitment to change, but on a quieter level.
These men are changed, and oh what more amazing changes will God bring to their lives!
AIN'T GOD GOOD!!!! Yes He Is!!!
So there is our road trip, the best I can tell it at the moment.
But the blessings have been continuing, in my life and in the lives around me!
Oh how we have, and are being stretched by association with the wonderful woman of God, Ms J, and Oh how we know that God is in it all!!!
Praise His Mighty Name!!!
Please Pray for Ms J, all the residents and associates of the "LW" rehab, and for God's mighty works to continue and that many more will find victory and freedom and Life Abundant through Christ and the ministry surrounding Ms J and the facility.
23 Dec. 2010
Actually, Christmas hasn't been "normal" since my parents split when I was 4.
And gradually the whole "family Christmas" has become more and more splintered over the years. With many marriage breakdowns, and people moving constantly and interstate, as well as people passing away.
Christmas for me and my family is constantly changing.
These days I share my children with their dad and his new wife, taking in turns who has them on Christmas Eve and morning, and who has them for lunch and onwards.
They seem to cope, I suppose it is 'normal' for them.
But it is not the "traditional family time" that movies and songs speak of.
For many, Christmas is a non event. Spent alone, eating sausages and sauce or sleeping on a mat in an alley.
Yes, Christmas is a time of celebration of Jesus' birth and family and friends.
But for Many, oh so many, it is a non-event, or worse, a day of tragedy, of mourning, of loss, of regrets, of sorrows.
Have you taken time to stop and think.
Have you taken time to breathe?
In the busyness, have you looked around you?
Is there someone hurting this Christmas?
Is there someone alone?
Is there someone in need?
Is there something you can do?
Is there someone you can help?
Is there someone you can bless?
Stop, Look, See, Think, Do
Sacrifice a moment of you time for someone else this Christmas.
Can you give of yourself for another?
Ask God to show you a need.
I don't think He will need you to look too far from home, maybe even only as far as on your doorstep, or even in your own home...
Be blessed this Christmas to be a Blessing!
22 Dec. 2010
Then came the Church Gathering that we all travelled the miles for.
I'm not into "chasing God", we dont need to, for He has already told us that -
"Never will I leave you, nor forsake you"
But along for the ride I went, with a quiet expectation that God would either bring spiritual healing (which He had done already - see last post), or that he would show me something that I needed to see.
We gathered at Marion Salvation Army Church (or Citadel) for a wonderful feast of Lamb on a spit, and then had a time of worshipping God, followed by a rally of speakers, testimonies and prayers.
I wasnt going to go up for prayer that night, I didnt feel a need to. I sat on the floor holding my youngest's hand while he tried to rest his exhausted little body.
A lady from the congregation came and sat with me, and said she would hold my son's hand so I could go up for prayer. I said I was ok, and for some reason told her a little how I had to close the door to the relationship between my dad and my kids and I.
I was surprised when she then informed me that she had had to do the same with her dad, in regard to his treatment of her and her daughter.
She wrote for me a word from the bible in my note pad, and added a scripture reference that I should read everyday.
Here is the Word she wrote for me:
Isaiah 60:18 (New King James Version)
Neither wasting nor destruction within your borders;
But you shall call your walls Salvation,
And your gates Praise.
This word I knew was spot on, this word God had given to a close friend, and came to be true in her life, and she had spoken of it a number of times in our discussions over time.
I felt this word was confirmation, an answer to my prayers, and in response to my choice to stand against anger and violence in my family & home.
The scripture reference she gave me to read daily was this : Deuteronomy 28:1-15 it speaks of the blessings of obedience.
Then when she had given me these, my boy was asleep, so she prompted me to stand up for prayer, which I did.
As I stood and waited I cried out to God and I knew he heard me.
Then a man came and laid his hand on my head and spoke to me.
"God is going to bring restoration into your home"
For this I praised God, I knew that is exactly what He was already doing, in me and in my family, in my home.
Change had already begun, but Oh, how much more He was going to do!
21 Dec. 2010
A week away from blogland can be like a year in real life.
the past week or so has been huge!
Too Huge to put in one post, so, here is part one...
Sunday week ago, was the night I said good bye to my Dad, not because he died, but because of difficult circumstances. It was not easy, but it was necessary.
Then came Monday afternoon, when the boys and I were invited on a road trip to Adelaide (my state's capital city). Excitement rose, it would be the closest thing we would get to a holiday, and Oh! to just get away for a bit.
We packed, and got ready, rolled up with our gear to the meeting place, late tuesday morning.
All was good, until, I realised that my ex-fiance was going on the trip as well. (I will refer to him as Mr A)
Things hadnt been easy at all between us since we parted mid last year. For me personally, anxiety had taken control over me, no matter how much I prayed, was prayed for, or I just plain tried; I couldn't seem to break free of the feelings I had when I saw him. I couldnt handle being in his presence, let alone hear his voice or speak to him. I tried and tried to break free but was impotent in the fight. In the end, I just kept praying whenever I was near him, and kept handing the situation up to God.
When he showed up to join the throng of travellers, I thought it was just the icing on the cake... what else could go wrong now??? I was still emotionally raw from the situation with my dad, I could barely hold it together, but I did the best I could, kept praying, kept replacing every negative thought with a prayer of blessing. I knew I couldnt run, I knew that my sons and I needed to go on the trip and we couldn't back out.
So we all left on the trip, in two cars and a mini-bus (12 seater), and I resigned myself to whatever the trip would bring.
There were two incidences that happened later that day and night, that were significant. That paved the way for God's great miracle.
The first incident was both funny, terrible and embarrassing.
It began as all the vehicles were starting to leave a pit stop.
I was driving the bus, and as we watched the first vehicle leave, and slowly passed the last one in line, it became apparent that Mr A was not in any of the vehicles. We thought the last vehicle would wait for him, but every time I edged forward to leave the car park, the car behind edged forward. Mr A was going to be left behind. I started beeping the horn, then we could see him running from a little way off. I thought surely the other car will see and wait, but they still didnt, when I moved. So I waited, then before I knew it, he was jumping in the back of the bus. I briefly was pissed off and horrified all at once, but quickly chucked the feelings aside, and hearing the door close, went to take off in the bus, putting my focus squarely on doing the task at hand of driving.
Well, take off I did, unfortunately I didn't realise that Mr A hadnt taken his seat yet, and I had sent him flying!
OH NO! As soon as I realised what had happened I cringed! In my rush to focus away from him and onto the road, I had very nearly hurt him badly! But praise God, he was ok.
The rest of the trip was uneventful, terribly terribly long (a 4 1/2 - 5 hour trip took us 9 hours!), but thankfully uneventful.
We finally arrived at our destination, a brand new Christian and his lady opened up their home to us to stay for two nights, utilising floors, couches and spare beds.
We were a motley bunch, all of us, Christians - babies and not so; some ex-addicts, some just out of detox, some willing participants, some with reservations. What was going to happen? What did God have in store for us?
While a few went out on the hunt for Mcdonalds, I stayed back, and watched the kids (4 in total), with a few others.
Then, came the second incident, which was the most significant.
Suddenly it seemed, Mr A and I were left alone in a room. I felt awkward, as Im sure he did too.
But then I opened my mouth, and said what I thought I needed to say... I apologised for making him fall, and explained that it was unintentional, as indeed it was an accident.
I started to say sorry, that I had been trying to change my reactions/behaviour, been trying with all of me. He said he understood.
And the conversation flowed.
and tension eased.
And the conversation didnt stop from that point onwards!
Come the following day, it felt as if we were as comfortable with each other as if nothing bad had ever happened between us!
It was a miracle! Pure Miracle gift from God.
He stepped in. He made a way and gave us breakthrough.
The leader of the road trip was having a bath at the time of our initial conversation, she said that God broke into her quiet worship time and told her that something big had just happened! That breakthrough had come!
Everyone close to Mr A's and my situation all agree that it is a miracle, that only God could do what was done, only God could make the change that happened!
So finally with God's wonderful intervention and His great Unfailing LOVE, there is peace. Finally amoung our group of Brothers and Sisters in Christ, there is not division or separation!!!
PRAISE GOD IN THE HIGHEST!!!
All GLory And HONOUr ANd PRAiSE
be to the
ONE WHO DOES NOT GIVE UP ON US!!!
He is Faithful and Just and True and Full of Love for those who continually Seek Him
17 Dec. 2010
We have finally returned, utterly exhausted, but blessed by the journey!
I will share some of the blessings, when I have had more rest and time to process all that God brought to pass.
Love to yas, my brothers and sisters in Christ.
13 Dec. 2010
I love the Lord
and I love His Word
and sometimes His Word
gives me a belly-laugh :O)
I like this verse...
I was surprised as I read it
I was reading
and this little twinkling gem
caught my eye....
11 The Lord announces the word,
and the women who proclaim it are a mighty throng...
rise up and sing, you might throng of sisters!
Proclaim the Word of the Lord!
Hope that gave you a smile
The boys and I are off on an adventure tomorrow. We are piling into an 11 seater van with a few fellow sons and daughters of Christ!
We are a motley bunch... and I'm not even sure of where we are going and what we are doing and who we are going to see!
It was all spur of the moment. It was suggested to me this afternoon, and I said I would love to go, but it would be impossible... Oh but nothing is impossible for God!
So we are off on an adventure, up to the big smoke, to meet some more 'family' members!
I have been told that they are radically sold out for Jesus!
I am sooo looking forward to it... just for simply getting out of here, away, and into fresh scenery and with good company, and with expectation (so I have been told) of something good from God!
Sounds like Good Medicine to me :O)
and I am sure
that there will be plenty of 'laughter-medicine' as well.
Love Ya's all and Leave Ya's for a couple days...
but I'll be back.
Hopefully with some great tales to tell.
and hopefully with some refreshment to share :O)
... now I'm off to catch some zzz's before our big days ahead
12 Dec. 2010
I have done it. I have been in turmoil for days.
I have sent the letter to explain my withdrawal from my dad.
If you have read some of my previous posts, you will understand.
It took me days to write it.
It took me days of deliberation over it and its contents.
But after some counselling and support, I completed it.
I kept the contents to facts, my concerns, and to a hope for a better future.
I wrote it with love, and pain, but love, and much prayer.
It was received.
And I received the reply.
It wasn't a pretty reply.
It was a denial.
But I knew, deep down, it would be that.
I know I have done the right thing.
I know I left it open enough to
show grace, and mercy.
I did not want to slam the door shut,
I wanted to leave it open
to make room
for God to move
to make room
But he has closed the door
and labelled me as a very sick person.
Oh if only he could see
that he is the one that
needs a doctor.
He needs the only one
who can heal him
and can make him whole.
and that person is Jesus.
I give my Dad up to you,
and I pray that one day
he will cry out to you
and you will answer him.
Take care of him Lord.
Remind him that I love him
and that You love him too.
Please pray for my Dad
... even when we already know who has won!
Jesus, and we who stand with Him are the victors, but we are still fighting the war... to keep the casualties down, and to rescue the prisoners of war.
The enemy is defeated, he knows he has lost, but still he spreads deceit. He wants to take as much of God's children with him as possible.
But it is our job to man the rescue teams and bring his captives back home.
Back home to Jesus, the lover of our souls.
Rise up O Army of God,
put on the Armour
take up your Weapons
Stand on the Rock
Be ready to fight
March as one
and bring them
11 Dec. 2010
9 Dec. 2010
I just cry
because I can not do it on my own
my heart aches so bad
and I just cry
I just cry
because I need my friends
I need my Mum
I need my God
I just cry
I find joy
because I don't have to do it on my own
my heart can be glad
and I find joy
I find joy
because I have my friends
I have my Mum
I have my God
I find joy
but I cry
for I am not alone
and I am not alone
But for the faithful prayers, kindness, and timely words of the redeemed,
we would still be lost and dying
But for the Love, the Mercy and the Grace of the Redeemer
we would still be lost and dying
Have you ever been torn, as I have, between -
write someone off your list and class them as no good, hopeless and unlikely to choose the truth
and wanting to
do the 'good Christianly thing' and give them another chance, or even seventy times seven chances....
Ever put someone in the 'too hard' basket?
But then, I was most probably well fit enough to fit into my own 'too hard basket' before I finally heard God's call for me to return to Him.
I hated God, I ridiculed the whole concept of Him, His church and the gift of speaking in tongues.
I think even my Mum gave up on me.
But I know of a few who didn't
And I know they prayed
and I know they showed me unconditional love
and I know they showed me Grace.
(And, Oh, how God showed me Mercy!)
and eventually all their hard work and perseverance paid off...
So what if I show no mercy?
What if my harshness causes
someone to never come to Christ?
...and what sort of example would that give my little ones?
Would it be better for me to become well acquainted with a nice heavy millstone and the sea?....
Its a bit like standing on a jetty, with a life buoy beside me, and watching someone drown... with a sneer on my face instead of tears...
Mercy is a tough one... especially when we have been hurt...
but for us to be merciless would make us no better than the devil himself.
oh.... conflicting heart... get over yourself and just be obedient to the Spirit, the Word and God!
but, oh... it feels like pushing a millstone uphill...
Oh help me, God!
7 Dec. 2010
Today has began with rain again, a cooling constant pitter patter.
Yesterday was the same, but ended with humidity and sunshine.
I expect that today will follow the same pattern.
It is Summer here.
I love this time of year, before the real full-on heat of summer hits.
Over the past week we have had quite a number of thunderstorms in the afternoon.
Oh how we love thunder storms! (But alas, our Buddy dog doesn't)
I praised God for the blessings of the sunshine and rain we have been getting, thinking of the coming abundance of the veggie garden.
Then I was reminded of the farmers trying to harvest.
For them the rain is not so good at this moment.
It means the possibility of spoiled crops and rotting hay.
I wonder how they do it.
Living off the mercies of nature.
Our land has experienced a number of years of drought, (although the area where I live has received more rain than some) and now it is beginning to rain.
But RAIN it has, quite a few areas have had floods already this month. The Drought, then the Floods, and then most often come the end of summer, our land has great bush-fires.
Dorothea Mckellar wrote a beautiful poem at the beginning of last century, that beautifully describes our "Lucky Country"
here it is:
5 Dec. 2010
Some people tend to get hung up on the "denomination" thing.
I generally don't.
Providing a Christian (regardless of denomination) Loves Jesus truly, and stands for Jesus, and the basics of the wonderfully basic Gospel, and shows the Love of Christ openly in Spirit and in Truth, I have no issues with them. And, anyway, if there is an issue, isn't that between God and them???
I have recently been acquainted with the leaders of a local church, some of their doctrinal beliefs are different to mine, and the denomination that I am part of, but they have the Truth in their hearts, and in reality we are family and each important parts of the body of Christ.
Today we spoke about all sorts of random things, but one thing that came up was the "Great Commission", and the urgency of this day and age to spread the Good News.
Surely instead of nit picking each other over the nitty gritty of doctrinal beliefs, we can all, every denomination, work together for the One and the one cause.
I returned to Christ just over 8 years ago, through the love and prayers and work of a traditional denomination. I now attend a Pentecostal church, but I do not love my brothers and sisters of the traditional church less. I am just where God has placed me.
We are all part of One Body, how about we start acting that way...
Blessings my to my world wide, denominational wide, brothers and sisters.
I hated to cry
it was a sign of weakness
God has shown me
are a sign of strength
To cry is to show you are real
To cry is to show your heart
To cry is to show you care
To cry is to show compassion
To cry is to show your love
Crying relieves pain
Crying relieves stress
Crying cleanses the vision
Crying is healthy
I never used to cry
But God found me
and broke through
and softened my heart
and my resolve
and now I cry
I cry because
I cry because
He loves me
I cry because
Praise God for every tear
that blesses our cheeks
Let each tear melt our hearts
and draw us closer to
The one who has collected
all of our tears
and preserved them
in a bottle.
The one who has recorded
in His book
4 Dec. 2010
The Older I get
The Frailer I get
The Absenter I get
I just need Jesus More
If everything in my world
turns upside down
or if nothing ever changes
just need Jesus More
If I have everything
or lost everything
or had nothing to begin with
Just need Jesus More
Jesus is all I want
Jesus is all I need
and I just need Jesus More
Labels: Poetry and Prose
3 Dec. 2010
Tonight, I am quieted.
I spent an evening caring for some children, not my own, while my own are away at their dad's.
The young teen arrived a little later.
I was a bit cross with her, as I had heard of some of her behaviour over previous days.
I told her so.
sounds harsh? yes, I was.
But not without purpose.
I said I was disappointed with her, as I knew she could do better, and she had hurt someone dear to both of us.
We both shed tears.
Then we sat and talked.
I know enough of her life so far to know her behaviour is legacy of her younger childhood, and of generations before.
Some of you may not believe in generational curses
But I am sure you have heard the phrase:
"Monkey see, monkey do"
She cried and said she doesn't know why she hurts the most the one she loves the most.
I comforted her while she cried.
But we talked.
and I talked,
I shared a little of my situation.
And explained how I have chosen to make a stand with Jesus
for myself and my children
to say "no more"
and said that she too can do the same.
But she needs to decide
she needs to no longer rebel against
her family and God
she needs to make a decision
to be either for Christ
or just wander around and be like the rest of the world
I warned her
I warned her that the path she was going was leading to strife,
either Juvenile D or... I didn't say more, that was enough.
I explained that the only way she was going to overcome
was with God
That the only way she could turn her life around was with Jesus' help
By including Him in her life
her daily life
She said but...
look what happened last time
what about when a year ago I prayed?...
- something devastating happened afterwards
But God gives people choices
Bad things happen when people make bad choices
Bad things happen even to Christians,
especially when they stop listening to God
and decide to do their own thing
But what if...
I choose God and pray and then something bad happens again?
I will just end up blaming God again...
I told her my sister chose God, then some bad stuff happened
and now she hates God, she is angry at Him
so she has nothing to do with God,
and now her life isn't very good
and now she is lost again.
And it wasn't God's fault.
It was God's people making bad choices.
I think she understood.
Later, I prayed for her before she left.
Now tho, I am quieted
with a lump in my throat,
that my pain has been for a purpose,
to be compassionate
and give options
and mostly love
to those who also
suffer the pain.
and need to know that
they can say
please take the time to pray for this child,
who knows the Lord, but needs to really know the Lord
and needs to stand up with Him
and say No More