Monthly Archives: November 2012

HIS HANDS are here…

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If you are reading this post, it’s because Mike gave me permission to post it. Otherwise, this page will just be tucked into a page in my Bible…

11-29-12
Rough day today. Ever had one of those?

Not like “physically rough”, but “spiritually rough”.

Not like: “I hate God”, but like: “God show me where You are in this…”

I’m sharing a burden for my best friend today. A burden heavier for him, because God made him a man. A husband. A father. A provider for this family. A man plagued by his past mistakes. A man made new in Jesus Christ, but still remembering his old self. A man who wants so badly to undo his mistakes. A man who looks so hard for fixes, that he can’t see His Hands. Sometimes.

Then I walked into the barn and saw the gloves he had left behind. Struck me as the perfect picture of how The Lord’s Hands are laced throughout my life – even when I can’t physically see them.

The Lord always leaves “His imprint” for me to find. Sometimes it’s through people. Sometimes it’s through nature. Sometimes it’s through music. Sometimes it’s through circumstances. It’s always there – permeating through my senses. The question for me becomes: am I TRULY looking for it? Seems crazy that what seems obvious in retrospect is so blurred by my in-the-moment-nearsightedness…

So what’s the common thread? The one true strand that He weaves for me? Could it be HIS WORD? The very thing I love to read? I feel like David as he pours his heart out in so many Psalms! Just the exercise of asking these questions – this new willed discipline of coming back to the only Word that is sufficient for my moment’s existence…just this tiny effort of walking in communion with my Heavenly Father…begins to shake the scales off my eyes, unmuffles my ears, and forms words on my tongue that first came from Him. THEY ARE ALIVE!

I’m crying now. Real. Physical. Tears. I can’t believe that my heart cry from this morning – the one where there was no answer in sight – where I felt worthless and unable to offer anything to my best friend – where I had to rely on His Spirit interceding for me because I didn’t even know how to pray…and He sent me a sister at that EXACT moment – to unite with me in prayer…

That heart cry has been heard, and He’s answered me with His Word.

I have been crucified with Christ and I no longer live, but Christ lives in me. The life I live in the body, I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me. (Galatians 2:20 NIV84)

And then one final lesson, The Lord had in store for me… He must have heard me whispering in my mind – how it sure seems like I’m always praying the same thing…different situations, but same requests… I searched my Bible for passages on faithfulness, and He led me to David’s Song of Praise in 2 Samuel 22… Then I went to Psalm 18, and I thought there was a glitch in the Bible app on my phone… The Words I had just read in 2 Samuel were ALMOST IDENTICAL to the Words I was reading in Psalm 18! Wow. This is powerful to me today. NO, I don’t think He minds that I have overlaps in my requests. I think He just wants me to pursue Him. Forever. πŸ™‚

β€œTo the faithful You show Yourself faithful, to the blameless You show Yourself blameless, to the pure You show Yourself pure, but to the crooked You show Yourself shrewd. You save the humble, but Your eyes are on the haughty to bring them low. You are my lamp, O Lord; the Lord turns my darkness into light. With Your help I can advance against a troop; with my God I can scale a wall. β€œAs for God, His way is perfect; the word of the Lord is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in Him. For who is God besides the Lord? And who is the Rock except our God? It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. (2 Samuel 22:26-33 NIV84)

To the faithful You show Yourself faithful, to the blameless You show Yourself blameless, to the pure You show Yourself pure, but to the crooked You show Yourself shrewd. You save the humble but bring low those whose eyes are haughty. You, O Lord, keep my lamp burning; my God turns my darkness into light. With Your help I can advance against a troop; with my God I can scale a wall. As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the Lord is flawless. He is a shield for all who take refuge in Him. For who is God besides the Lord? And who is the Rock except our God? It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect. (Psalm 18:25-32 NIV84)

Yes, Lord, Your Way is perfect, and Your Word is flawless. I pray the meanings of these verses will flow out from me like living water… May my husband receive the same nourishment from them that I do. Use me to help him see Your Hands, Lord. AMEN

Entered my 4th decade…

So I’ve been 40 now for one month! πŸ™‚

Can’t say I feel much different – still behind in pretty much every category – and still moving slower than I’d like, lol!

I don’t mind, though – I like keeping busy, and I hate rushing… πŸ™‚

Mike made me a frame for one of our school maps out of scrap wood he had laying around. I love it! πŸ™‚

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From Michael, I got an ITunes gift card and he also joined in on Paul’s gift… Apparently, “the gift” for turning 40 is chocolate – namely, M&M’s… (Not sure if that’s because they were on sale the day they were shopping, or because we tend to bend our eating habits for special occasions and perhaps the birthday girl would share her loot, lol…)

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I decided to try to see if I could get the candy to last as long as possible – after all, it’s not our habit to eat it often, so that shouldn’t be hard to do, right?

My 3 boys rolled their eyes when they saw what I did… πŸ™‚

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So how’s my “great idea” workin’ out???

COMPLETE – EPIC – FAIL!!!!! 😦

Every single one of those candies are gone, lol. Didn’t even last one month!! And sadly, I was the worst offender… 😦 This is EXACTLY why I don’t keep this stuff in the house… A terrible example of self-control, I was. 😦

[In my defense, I’d like to say it’s the Peanut M&Ms’ fault. If they didn’t taste the best, I wouldn’t have hunted so much for them and eaten the ones in my way, lol! I know, lame excuse. Uggg.]

We just finished memorizing the first book of James, and there are several verses that were very convicting to me… When tempted, no one should say, β€œGod is tempting me.” For God cannot be tempted by evil, nor does he tempt anyone; but each one is tempted when, by his own evil desire, he is dragged away and enticed. Then, after desire has conceived, it gives birth to sin; and sin, when it is full‑grown, gives birth to death. (James 1:13-15 NIV84) Yikes, Lord, such a simple, little thing – yet a perfect example of how weak I am when I rely on my own power to fight my battles. I guess I felt like I didn’t need Your help in this…that I could handle it with my “big talk” and “methodic system”. I know it wasn’t You tempting me… You were there with me the whole time, just waiting for me to ask You for help. Instead, I allowed desire to drag me away, and that led to sin – the sin of not practicing self-control. It’s easy to practice self-control when you don’t have something you desire in your kitchen cupboard. Strengthen me, Lord, to be better able to handle the next time I’m in a similar situation. How amazing that M&M’s can lead me to repentance, lol! I love Your sense of humor, Lord. Amen

Thankful for seeds…

Yesterday, as we celebrated the first of our Thanksgiving meals this weekend, I kept thinking about how grateful I was for “seeds”.

From the meats, to the vegetables, to the fruits, to the breads, to the desserts, and all the condiments – they can all be traced back to a “seed”. These “seeds” were conceived, germinated, grown, tended, cared for, born, hatched, picked, harvested, processed, cooked, served, and finally: consumed. By these “seeds”, our physical appetites were filled. Perhaps even, OVERfilled, lol…

Then I thought about “seeds” in regards to family. Perhaps it’s because we were with so many extended family members – multiple generations under one roof. Levels of people grown from the same “seed” – shared grandparents, parents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and those grafted in through adoption or many years of friendship. And then there’s the thought of future generations to be added to the family tree – new marriages and the miracle of children… By these “seeds” have grown many years of familiar traditions and memories – and now opportunities to plant new “seeds” for future relationships to grow as our walks progress from the youngest to the older…

As I prepared my meal contribution, I listened to this sermon by Vance Havner entitled God’s Work In The Life Of One Servant, Part 2. (aired on Moody Radio – Today In The Word Radio on 11-12-12) It truly spoke to my heart, and brought me to thanksgiving for the “seed” of His Word. This was a timeless sermon over 30 years old, and yet completely relative to today’s world. I absolutely love how The Lord is the same yesterday, today, and tomorrow. The pastors will change, and the testimonies will be unique, but the Truth behind the lessons does not change like shifting shadows – just like James tells us in James 1:17. The “seed” of Jesus Christ is in His blood. And I am eternally grateful He died for me, so that I can spend eternity with Him. Father, while I am still here, I pray that I can plant many generations of “seeds” that You will grow. AMEN

Bulls on “post-harvest-duty”

Once we got everything harvested out of the garden (yes, some day I’ll get around to posting more harvest data – I’m a little behind, lol…), it was time to let this spring’s bulls in to work it up & fertilize it for next year. It’s fun to watch how excited they get to find stumps of broccoli & cabbage, stray beets, sweetcorn stalks, and the true treasure: all the leaves we piled where the potatoes had been! πŸ™‚

Here’s Augie in the corn stalks…

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Quebec headed to the purple cabbage stumps…

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And Crazy Roms rolling in the leaves, lol…

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Oh Lord, I pray over my day

Oh Lord, I pray over my day –
In my work, in my walk, and in my play.

You see no difference in what I do –
Because it can all be done to glorify YOU!

Hooray, hooray…
I gotta say!

‘Cause now I’m free,
To be the me –
YOU WANT ME TO BE!!

A poem inspired on 11-13-12 after our family prayed together for our day. I “accidentally” ended my prayer with the first stanza’s rhyme, and then felt an overwhelming desire to plunk out a quick poem. I haven’t done that in awhile, and it was fun. πŸ™‚

Thank You, Lord, for the gift of words! Verses that come to mind are: Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. (Hebrews 12:2 NIV84) and But the man who looks intently into the perfect law that gives freedom, and continues to do this, not forgetting what he has heard, but doing it–he will be blessed in what he does. (James 1:25 NIV84)

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