Monday, December 18, 2017

Me 'n' God in Our Place

That's what I love about having God in my life. Sometimes I want to close the world door, and the world windows and realize with my spirit that it's just The Lord and me. We're writing our own story. I have a secret place with Him.

I may not be praying. I may not be having "quiet time". Other people may be in the room talking, even to me. It's really better than quiet time. Quiet time is hard to come by, as we all well know. When I was a young mom with one two or three kids, it was near impossible to get into a "prayer closet". I used to listen to preachers talk about such a thing and marvel at the prospect, feeling woefully spiritually inadequate. For goodness sake, I was fortunate to be able to go to the bathroom for a few minutes! Now my kids are grown and I have more time and freedom to seclude myself during prayer. But I lost something if that's my "God time". All the time is God time.

 This Secret Place Is is afforded to anyone who is a friend of Jesus, so if you have not, please seek him out and find that He is waiting for you there. (Psalm 91:1 "He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty",  and   John 15:13-15: "...greater love than this hath no one, that any one his life may lay down for his friends; ye are my friends, if ye may do whatever I command you;  no more do I call you servants, because the servant hath not known what his lord doth, and you I have called friends, because all things that I heard from my Father, I did make known to you." 

This God place fosters a full-time reverence and mindfulness for what He wants and what His wishes are; and an aversion to what He does not like. Just knowing with a peace only He can be about, that it's a place I own and God is in it; He grants me that, is purely awesome.

Thursday, November 9, 2017

I Desperately Need to Remind Myself of the Source of My Joy

I didn't expect this list to be this long! The more I wrote, the more I thought, the more I realized how many things I have been guilty of relying on for joy outside of the LORD. ("In Your [the Lord's] presence is fullness of joy." Psalm 16:11) I'm writing it down with verbiage for universal application so everyone can relate. My commitment:

The source of my joy is not my health, (physical, mental, spiritual).
The source of my joy is not my age.
The source of my joy is not my income.
The source of my joy is not my family or loved ones.
The source of my joy is not my church.
The source of my joy is not my job or business.
The source of my joy is not my spouse/boyfriend/girlfriend.
The source of my joy is not my activities and hobbies.
The source of my joy is not my stuff.
The source of my joy is not my SELF.
The source of my joy is not the weather.
The source of my joy is not the season.
The source of my joy is not food.
The source of my joy is not any other consumable item.
The source of my joy is not my vacations.
The source of my joy is not my weekends/free time.
The source of my joy is not my most cherished hobby (scrapbooking for me).
The source of my joy is not my success.
The source of my joy is not my accomplishments.
The source of my joy is not any status in my life.
The source of my joy is not monetary gain/money in any form.
The source of my joy is not in other like-minded people. This includes fellowship for us Christians.
The source of my joy is not entertainment/sports.
The source of my joy is not social media.
The source of my joy is not cultural enrichment.
The source of my joy is not education.
The source of my joy is not in volunteering.
The source of my joy is not in giving.
The source of my joy is not in how I treat others with kindness and courtesy.
The source of my joy is not self-enrichment, self-improvement, or professional development.
The source of my joy is not my healthy lifestyle.
The source of my joy is not my choices.
The source of my joy is not in my accrued experience.

I think I will just close with this:

The source of my joy is not _____________________(fill in the blank with WHATEVER)

Saturday, January 21, 2017

My Little Faith Story

Foundationally (the bottom line) is Someone made all this. Too many intricate, diverse  and insanely well organized systems for it to all be anything but Intelligent design. Historically:  A precious gift handed down from my parents. Personally: A conversation with that mysterious Someone Who does things I don't always understand, but the fact that He is the Someone that made all this silences my "But what about?"s  My Point of Reference: 1. The Bible. It has a human factor, but the accuracy is there in its history and it's  rich with wisdom and truth. 2. Creation, the work of this Intelligent Design Master - I just look around and marvel but I also get to know Him by what He made. So that all is the Why and the Who. But there is more. The What. I am not Him, my life and stuff I do can never match Him that is the reason I need the Bridge. I fail, I fail and sometimes I don't even know it until after the fact. So He made a Bridge,a way for me to succeed. He made a Way and the Way is Jesus, who deletes my failures AKA sin.  I SURELY do not understand the whole "salvaion story" - I don't get why it had to be the way it was. But I DO get that I have and will continue to fail (AKA sin) so I might as well stop catering to that and accept a little help, no actually a lot of help, all the help I need. He died to save me and He helps me because I let him, by leading and guiding and giving me a PEACE and JOY I cannot adequately describe with words. I could write more, and I can definitely elaborate and go into my whole "How did I get saved" story, feel free to ask.
So that is - my Little Faith Story.