"So whether you eat or drink or whatever you do, do it all for the glory of God."
You would think at some point in my ingesting of the word, I would have gotten the message from this scripture loud and clear but somehow it has been totally lost on me. I'm giving myself a big DUH right now. Do it ALL for the glory of God. The word tells us that our bodies are a temple, but most of the time we treat it as anything but. Now for my exercise and health enthusiast, this doesn't mean you've been getting it right and the rest of us have been getting it wrong, because let's face it, sometimes we don't take care of the temple for God's glory... Amen? But for those that truly have embraced this form of living and understand that EVERYTHING we do for his temple is for HIS glory, I commend you. I'm a bit of a slow learner sometimes so show me some grace, I'm trying to get there.
This time of year people begin thinking about change and about resolutions and it seems only right that God would share this scripture with me on a personal level. It's not just about losing weight or even about me being healthier (although being healthier is respecting the temple which I was given charge over). It's about presenting myself as a holy and living temple for the most high. Everything about me should state boldly that I am of my father and my father in me. From the expression on my face, the words I speak, the actions I exhibit, the clothing that I wear (or don't wear...come on, you know sometimes those necklines and skirt lines are bit too much) We are to be HIS GLORY at all times. This temple that I have been given responsibility for is just another example of taking care of my father's business... I am his business. Have you ever seen a company let their property go to ruin and their business just thrive (if they are ligit)? NO... they maintain it, keep it up so that it reflects what the business has to offer.
We have been given specific instruction to take care of all that is of God, WE are of God. We need to take care of what he has given us, to be good stewards of what we have. I've been blessed with two functioning arms, two legs, eyes to see, ears to hear and a mouth to speak. Those are the very instruments, my arsenal in the temple to use. Well done are words I long to hear from my creator and if I can't even keep up his temple how can he trust me with anything else?
I see my husband's eyes light up when I've gone the extra effort to put myself together and being one of the lucky ones... he never fails at telling me how beautiful I look. I can't imagine my God, the very one who designed me, would look at me any less than the one he designed for me when I am doing right and being a good and faithful steward of the temple he gave me. If I'm aware that something is not right for my body whether it be junk food, junk drink, junk words, junk thoughts, junk attitude or whatever the junk is then I need to stop it before it enters this temple (or leaves it). I wasn't designed to hold junk, I've got something far more precious than gold inside me and so do you.
I started a new daily reading plan with my Bible through an app on my phone. I picked it moreso for the title than any other reason because it just reasonated with me... it's called "Eat this Book". How appropriate? We are what we eat, isn't that the old saying? I'd rather be something that gives God glory than be junk. Of course we can be just the opposite and become obsessed with doing everything for the temple that we fail to see all the other crumbling temples around us needing care... but I'll save that for another blog.
What junk is God asking you to stop placing inside his temple? Are you eating, drinking and doing all things for the glory of God or for the glory of self? Not always an easy task and not always an easy answer when responding honestly.
Under His Wings,
Heather
Monday, January 7, 2013
Saturday, December 15, 2012
The Perfect Gift; Isaiah 9:6
"For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace."
Many around the globe today are shopping for what is perceived as the "perfect gift" for their family or friend. Frustrations run high because too many never do find that perfect gift either due to insufficient resources or just the mere fact of not being able to locate something that seems to be "perfect". My hope is that those reading this who are already Christ followers recognize the perfect gift was given to us all those years ago in the form a precious baby born in humble surroundings, giving us the greatest gift of all... life.
What would life be like today if Jesus Christ was never born in that manger? What would our future, our hopes or our dreams look like if he hadn't willingly came to this earth in human flesh to walk among us to understand our weaknesses and give up his life for them? I shudder at the thought of my life without Christ... the void of the perfect gift is more than I can imagine.
Every year it seems that I hear people say, Christmas has just become too commercialized and I will agree with that statement 100%, but the fact of the matter is that we say it and then we rush to the local mall to pick out those perfect gifts to give in hopes to bring a smile to another's face. We have those who choose not to exchange gifts as well. Are either of these wrong according to scripture? Are we hurting another by giving or not giving a gift to someone at this season of hope? If only we could make it about the giving and not the gift and pray that the gift has already been received by the acceptance of Jesus as Savior and Lord.
Love comes in a variety of packages, gifts you might call them. There is no greater gift we can give one another than to give our love. I happen to enjoy the act of gift giving, to see my loved one's faces light up when they see the brightly packaged present before them. I don't know, I can't help but think that Jesus just might be smiling knowing that his birthday (or the day we set aside as his birthday) is the day we choose to give more to one another than any other day. It's not just in the gifts that we can touch and feel, but the gifts of our time and opening up of our hearts to set aside times to fellowship and do charitable acts for others. Gift giving isn't the problem... the problem is in forgetting the greatest gift, the perfect gift, we've already been given.
I pray this season you focus on the perfect gift and recognize you will never find it in the mall. Jesus gave us all a life changing gift the day he took on flesh and chose to be the perfect sacrifice, the perfect gift, to save us from a life void of God. Jesus came to be our wonderful counselor, our prince of peace, mighty God and everlasting father to us all.
As this year closes and a new year fastly approaches, I pray that we see each day as an opportunity to give to others the perfect gift, the gift of life eternal through the acceptance of Jesus as Savior. If you haven't already accepted the perfect gift for your own life, all you need to do is confess your sins to God and accept him as savior in your life. Simply pray a prayer such as:
"Dear God, I know that I am a sinner weak in flesh and spirit. I ask that you come into my heart and forgive me of my sins and wash me clean again. I pray to receive the perfect gift this season in accepting Jesus as Lord and Savior of my life. Amen."
God Bless you and keep you firmly in his hands this coming year. Continue to count the blessing of the perfect gift found in the acceptance of Christ Jesus and the love shared with one another.
Under His Wings,
Heather
Many around the globe today are shopping for what is perceived as the "perfect gift" for their family or friend. Frustrations run high because too many never do find that perfect gift either due to insufficient resources or just the mere fact of not being able to locate something that seems to be "perfect". My hope is that those reading this who are already Christ followers recognize the perfect gift was given to us all those years ago in the form a precious baby born in humble surroundings, giving us the greatest gift of all... life.
What would life be like today if Jesus Christ was never born in that manger? What would our future, our hopes or our dreams look like if he hadn't willingly came to this earth in human flesh to walk among us to understand our weaknesses and give up his life for them? I shudder at the thought of my life without Christ... the void of the perfect gift is more than I can imagine.
Every year it seems that I hear people say, Christmas has just become too commercialized and I will agree with that statement 100%, but the fact of the matter is that we say it and then we rush to the local mall to pick out those perfect gifts to give in hopes to bring a smile to another's face. We have those who choose not to exchange gifts as well. Are either of these wrong according to scripture? Are we hurting another by giving or not giving a gift to someone at this season of hope? If only we could make it about the giving and not the gift and pray that the gift has already been received by the acceptance of Jesus as Savior and Lord.
Love comes in a variety of packages, gifts you might call them. There is no greater gift we can give one another than to give our love. I happen to enjoy the act of gift giving, to see my loved one's faces light up when they see the brightly packaged present before them. I don't know, I can't help but think that Jesus just might be smiling knowing that his birthday (or the day we set aside as his birthday) is the day we choose to give more to one another than any other day. It's not just in the gifts that we can touch and feel, but the gifts of our time and opening up of our hearts to set aside times to fellowship and do charitable acts for others. Gift giving isn't the problem... the problem is in forgetting the greatest gift, the perfect gift, we've already been given.
I pray this season you focus on the perfect gift and recognize you will never find it in the mall. Jesus gave us all a life changing gift the day he took on flesh and chose to be the perfect sacrifice, the perfect gift, to save us from a life void of God. Jesus came to be our wonderful counselor, our prince of peace, mighty God and everlasting father to us all.
As this year closes and a new year fastly approaches, I pray that we see each day as an opportunity to give to others the perfect gift, the gift of life eternal through the acceptance of Jesus as Savior. If you haven't already accepted the perfect gift for your own life, all you need to do is confess your sins to God and accept him as savior in your life. Simply pray a prayer such as:
"Dear God, I know that I am a sinner weak in flesh and spirit. I ask that you come into my heart and forgive me of my sins and wash me clean again. I pray to receive the perfect gift this season in accepting Jesus as Lord and Savior of my life. Amen."
God Bless you and keep you firmly in his hands this coming year. Continue to count the blessing of the perfect gift found in the acceptance of Christ Jesus and the love shared with one another.
Under His Wings,
Heather
Wednesday, November 14, 2012
Bloom; Isaiah 35:1-4
"The desert will rejoice, and flowers will bloom in the wastelands. The desert will sing and shout for joy; it will be as beautiful as the Lebanon Mountains and as fertile as the fields of Carmel and Sharon. Everyone will see the Lord's splendor, see his greatness and power. Give strength to hands that are tired and to knees that tremble with weakness. Tell everyone who is discouraged, "Be strong and don't be afraid! God is coming to your rescue,..."
I don't know about you but these verses in Isaiah make me feel strong and make my heart glad because I know that God has and will always come to my rescue. In the dry dormant seasons of life when winter begins to freeze the earth around us; we can begin to focus on the spiritual scenery in our lives as well. When the world becomes void of the vivid colors that the great artist has displayed for us throughout summer and fall we can begin to see things as bleak and without hope but Praise God that his very word tells us that the flowers will bloom in the wastelands.
Some of you reading this may say, Heather... I love winter what are you talking about? Praise God for my winter loving friends. I think you see a beauty in nature that not all of us can see and focus on, but I'm getting there. I know this is a great shock to many who know me personally as winter has often felt like a prison to me. It has frozen me in my tracks and many times I've felt that perhaps I should have, as they say, been born a bear and just wake up in the spring after a long winter's nap. But in all seasons, ALL SEASONS, we bloom. Did you know that there are some flowers that break through during the winter season such as the Star of Bethlehem? Imagine that... the star of Bethlehem emerges just as we begin to see all else fade away. The irony of that isn't lost on me, how about you?
Although we are entering winter here in the United States, we can rest in knowing that God tells us that he will continue to strengthen us and give life even during the seasons that seem nothing but a vast desert land. God is always with us, he never leaves us and he never forsakes us. When you feel like you've hit the desert sands... Praise Him. When you feel the valley has no waters left to draw from, Praise Him. Our God is bigger than our deserts and has living waters that will never run dry and he will see you through your season.
Do you feel like you have landed in the middle of the arctic and see no hope in site? Do you feel like life is just an empty wasteland swallowing you up and taking all away from you? Be like the Star of Bethlehem... break free and bloom right where you are inspite of the conditions and let the Son shine through you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hjRLfvf0xg
Be Strong and Don't be Afraid,
Heather
I don't know about you but these verses in Isaiah make me feel strong and make my heart glad because I know that God has and will always come to my rescue. In the dry dormant seasons of life when winter begins to freeze the earth around us; we can begin to focus on the spiritual scenery in our lives as well. When the world becomes void of the vivid colors that the great artist has displayed for us throughout summer and fall we can begin to see things as bleak and without hope but Praise God that his very word tells us that the flowers will bloom in the wastelands.
Some of you reading this may say, Heather... I love winter what are you talking about? Praise God for my winter loving friends. I think you see a beauty in nature that not all of us can see and focus on, but I'm getting there. I know this is a great shock to many who know me personally as winter has often felt like a prison to me. It has frozen me in my tracks and many times I've felt that perhaps I should have, as they say, been born a bear and just wake up in the spring after a long winter's nap. But in all seasons, ALL SEASONS, we bloom. Did you know that there are some flowers that break through during the winter season such as the Star of Bethlehem? Imagine that... the star of Bethlehem emerges just as we begin to see all else fade away. The irony of that isn't lost on me, how about you?
Although we are entering winter here in the United States, we can rest in knowing that God tells us that he will continue to strengthen us and give life even during the seasons that seem nothing but a vast desert land. God is always with us, he never leaves us and he never forsakes us. When you feel like you've hit the desert sands... Praise Him. When you feel the valley has no waters left to draw from, Praise Him. Our God is bigger than our deserts and has living waters that will never run dry and he will see you through your season.
Do you feel like you have landed in the middle of the arctic and see no hope in site? Do you feel like life is just an empty wasteland swallowing you up and taking all away from you? Be like the Star of Bethlehem... break free and bloom right where you are inspite of the conditions and let the Son shine through you.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9hjRLfvf0xg
Be Strong and Don't be Afraid,
Heather
Wednesday, October 31, 2012
If You're Happy and You Know it...; Job 8:21
"He will yet fill your mouth with laughter and your lips with shouts of joy".
Well first let me say it's good to be back on here and writing again, it's been a while. It's not because God hasn't been sharing with me... but sometimes it's just between He and I. :)
This week has been a difficult one for many along the east coast of our beautiful nation with the onset of Hurricane Sandy. Perhaps someone is reading this right now that has suffered a direct impact from this mighty storm. I hope that you know that we have all been praying for you as each day has passed. It's hard to talk about joy when there is such devastation but the word tells us in Philippians 4:4 to rejoice ALWAYS. I know... easy for me to say as I didn't just survive the storm of all storms; but there have been times that I was the survivor of a great storm in my life although it appeared in a different manner.
Life has a way of knocking us down, tossing us about like we are nothing but a small boat on the vast ocean. But off in the distance there is a grand lighthouse casting it's light and giving us a beacon of hope guiding us safely ashore. The waves continue to crash around us, the storm beats hard against the hull of our little boat where we are clinging on barely to one oar to keep moving. But we hold on because we know if we can just navigate into the path of the light that we will make it safely.
Can you just picture all of this for a moment. As all seems lost.... there He is.... our lighthouse, King Jesus, cheering us on and saying don't give up, I am with you my child, let me give you strength to keep pushing through. Nehemiah 8:10 says "The joy of the Lord is your strength". There is strength found in keeping joy in your heart even in the midst of the storm. I find sometimes the best medicine to help me break free from sinking deep into sadness or dispare is to find laughter. Proverbs 17:22 tells us that a cheerful heart is good medicine. There is great healing power in laughter. Have you ever tried to be sad and laugh at the same time? It's hard! The laughter starts to cast out the sadness if even for a little while.
Last Sunday our church did a lifesize Candyland game. I wasn't sure how many families would actually show up as the weather had already begun to get windy and cold but when have you ever met a kid who would give up an afternoon of joy and laughter over a little wind and dropping temperatures? One by one the kiddos came, one by one they touched the hearts of us watching as they lit up like little lighthouses, big beaming smiles casting away all the cares of the weather, the approaching storm as if it didn't exist at all. Oh to be be like a child again. We all should take time to be like children again... lighting up the world around us with big beaming smiles filled with joy and laughter because we have a lighthouse in our Savior that will always bring us through our storms.
Are you struggling to make it to shore, lost in the darkness of the storm around you unable to see the light trying to guide you safely through? Has your joy and laughter been replaced with sadness and discontentment? Look to Jesus, He is the light of the world breaking through the darkest storms to reach you and guide you safely home.
Blessings,
Heather
Well first let me say it's good to be back on here and writing again, it's been a while. It's not because God hasn't been sharing with me... but sometimes it's just between He and I. :)
This week has been a difficult one for many along the east coast of our beautiful nation with the onset of Hurricane Sandy. Perhaps someone is reading this right now that has suffered a direct impact from this mighty storm. I hope that you know that we have all been praying for you as each day has passed. It's hard to talk about joy when there is such devastation but the word tells us in Philippians 4:4 to rejoice ALWAYS. I know... easy for me to say as I didn't just survive the storm of all storms; but there have been times that I was the survivor of a great storm in my life although it appeared in a different manner.
Life has a way of knocking us down, tossing us about like we are nothing but a small boat on the vast ocean. But off in the distance there is a grand lighthouse casting it's light and giving us a beacon of hope guiding us safely ashore. The waves continue to crash around us, the storm beats hard against the hull of our little boat where we are clinging on barely to one oar to keep moving. But we hold on because we know if we can just navigate into the path of the light that we will make it safely.
Can you just picture all of this for a moment. As all seems lost.... there He is.... our lighthouse, King Jesus, cheering us on and saying don't give up, I am with you my child, let me give you strength to keep pushing through. Nehemiah 8:10 says "The joy of the Lord is your strength". There is strength found in keeping joy in your heart even in the midst of the storm. I find sometimes the best medicine to help me break free from sinking deep into sadness or dispare is to find laughter. Proverbs 17:22 tells us that a cheerful heart is good medicine. There is great healing power in laughter. Have you ever tried to be sad and laugh at the same time? It's hard! The laughter starts to cast out the sadness if even for a little while.
Last Sunday our church did a lifesize Candyland game. I wasn't sure how many families would actually show up as the weather had already begun to get windy and cold but when have you ever met a kid who would give up an afternoon of joy and laughter over a little wind and dropping temperatures? One by one the kiddos came, one by one they touched the hearts of us watching as they lit up like little lighthouses, big beaming smiles casting away all the cares of the weather, the approaching storm as if it didn't exist at all. Oh to be be like a child again. We all should take time to be like children again... lighting up the world around us with big beaming smiles filled with joy and laughter because we have a lighthouse in our Savior that will always bring us through our storms.
Are you struggling to make it to shore, lost in the darkness of the storm around you unable to see the light trying to guide you safely through? Has your joy and laughter been replaced with sadness and discontentment? Look to Jesus, He is the light of the world breaking through the darkest storms to reach you and guide you safely home.
Blessings,
Heather
Sunday, September 23, 2012
Greatest of these; I Corinthians 13:13
"And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love."
The past few months I've had the honor of working with an amazing group of women with like hearts, hearts that truly love God and love one another as sisters in Christ. Some may read this and say, sure they do. I can understand that response. Some of you may have been hurt by people in the church and your view of who the "church" is may be a little jaded or even a painful memory. Unfortunately, even those in our church families can cause pain whether intentionally or unintentionally. The part that we all have to remember is that we are all human and we will let one another down from time to time... even those who are called to build us up. The church is full of people seeking to be better, to understand what it truly means to be a Christ follower and praying for a closer relationship with Christ and each other. We aren't perfect, we never will be here on this earth, but we keep trying and some days we have more success than others. There are also those people who "attend church" that simply go because that's what they've always done. There are all kinds of people in the church, but there is only one kind of people who ARE the church. Those are some of the same people you see during your church services, but these people are different.
You may be a little confused by now with what I just said. Let me explain. There is a significant difference in attending church versus being the church. I believe that anyone, whether you are a believer or not, can tell the difference between these two groups of people. Anyone can walk into a church service, but it takes someone with the heart of Christ to be the church. This heart that I'm talking about is the heart that loves, plain and simple. The word tells us that love is the greatest gift. Matthew 22:36-39 says, “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?” Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ Being the church means planting these two commandments, the greatest commandments, in your heart and carrying those out in action.
This weekend I got to see my church family and by that I mean the greater church and not just my church where i attend each week, put these commandments into action. We were able to share the love of Christ with a group of women at the Domestic Violence Center in Greene County. It was an incredible blessing to be part of this display of love. The women who joined together to share the love of Christ truly were representing the church as it was intended. There wasn't an expectation, it wasn't self-serving and it wasn't about feeling good about doing something good. It was about understanding the two great commandments on love. The love of God that this group of women has that consumes their whole heart, soul and mind joined together to love their neighbor, to love their sisters. We were able to share Christ even if we never mentioned his name. Being a Christian isn't about shoving Christ down the throat of another, it's about sharing the very heart that Christ has placed in our bodies. We were able to see a physical transformation immediately with the women that we ministered to... but more importantly we saw some heart changes to. We began seeing a trust again in the church body that was displayed as a group of women from different church families coming to together for a single purpose... to love.
I don't say all of this to say that attending church isn't important. Just the opposite actually. If I didn't attend my church I would have never met the women that worked alongside me this weekend. We would have never been ministered to ourselves to understand what it means to be the church. Sure, I can read the word myself. I can build a relationship with Christ and go out and serve. But we were never commissioned to go out alone and that is where our church family, the place where we congregate each week, becomes so vital and important. We need one another to become the church to the world. We will never be perfect, we will mistakes, but we will also grow through the love that is shared and learn from the same mistakes that cause others to judge us.
I know there is much unrest right now in our world over our beliefs, our faith or religious backgrounds. Believers and non-believers alike continue to judge one another and point fingers at each other simply because we believe differently. That judgement breaks my heart because I've prayed my whole life for God to break my heart for what breaks his. I know without doubt that God's heart is broken over the hate that has consumed so many hearts. But I believe he also rejoices that his church is beginning to wake up and has begun to understand what love is.
There is a song with lyrics that goes "I wanna know what love is, I want you to show me." Is that your heart today? Do you want to know what love is? Have you opened up your heart to receive love so that you can give love? Do you understand what being the church is versus attending? Today that all could change for you simply by praying that simple prayer as I have often done... "Dear Lord, break my heart for what breaks yours... teach me to love as the church. Amen"
Blessings,
Heather
The past few months I've had the honor of working with an amazing group of women with like hearts, hearts that truly love God and love one another as sisters in Christ. Some may read this and say, sure they do. I can understand that response. Some of you may have been hurt by people in the church and your view of who the "church" is may be a little jaded or even a painful memory. Unfortunately, even those in our church families can cause pain whether intentionally or unintentionally. The part that we all have to remember is that we are all human and we will let one another down from time to time... even those who are called to build us up. The church is full of people seeking to be better, to understand what it truly means to be a Christ follower and praying for a closer relationship with Christ and each other. We aren't perfect, we never will be here on this earth, but we keep trying and some days we have more success than others. There are also those people who "attend church" that simply go because that's what they've always done. There are all kinds of people in the church, but there is only one kind of people who ARE the church. Those are some of the same people you see during your church services, but these people are different.
You may be a little confused by now with what I just said. Let me explain. There is a significant difference in attending church versus being the church. I believe that anyone, whether you are a believer or not, can tell the difference between these two groups of people. Anyone can walk into a church service, but it takes someone with the heart of Christ to be the church. This heart that I'm talking about is the heart that loves, plain and simple. The word tells us that love is the greatest gift. Matthew 22:36-39 says, “Teacher, which is the greatest commandment in the Law?” Jesus replied: “‘Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind.’ This is the first and greatest commandment. And the second is like it: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.’ Being the church means planting these two commandments, the greatest commandments, in your heart and carrying those out in action.
This weekend I got to see my church family and by that I mean the greater church and not just my church where i attend each week, put these commandments into action. We were able to share the love of Christ with a group of women at the Domestic Violence Center in Greene County. It was an incredible blessing to be part of this display of love. The women who joined together to share the love of Christ truly were representing the church as it was intended. There wasn't an expectation, it wasn't self-serving and it wasn't about feeling good about doing something good. It was about understanding the two great commandments on love. The love of God that this group of women has that consumes their whole heart, soul and mind joined together to love their neighbor, to love their sisters. We were able to share Christ even if we never mentioned his name. Being a Christian isn't about shoving Christ down the throat of another, it's about sharing the very heart that Christ has placed in our bodies. We were able to see a physical transformation immediately with the women that we ministered to... but more importantly we saw some heart changes to. We began seeing a trust again in the church body that was displayed as a group of women from different church families coming to together for a single purpose... to love.
I don't say all of this to say that attending church isn't important. Just the opposite actually. If I didn't attend my church I would have never met the women that worked alongside me this weekend. We would have never been ministered to ourselves to understand what it means to be the church. Sure, I can read the word myself. I can build a relationship with Christ and go out and serve. But we were never commissioned to go out alone and that is where our church family, the place where we congregate each week, becomes so vital and important. We need one another to become the church to the world. We will never be perfect, we will mistakes, but we will also grow through the love that is shared and learn from the same mistakes that cause others to judge us.
I know there is much unrest right now in our world over our beliefs, our faith or religious backgrounds. Believers and non-believers alike continue to judge one another and point fingers at each other simply because we believe differently. That judgement breaks my heart because I've prayed my whole life for God to break my heart for what breaks his. I know without doubt that God's heart is broken over the hate that has consumed so many hearts. But I believe he also rejoices that his church is beginning to wake up and has begun to understand what love is.
There is a song with lyrics that goes "I wanna know what love is, I want you to show me." Is that your heart today? Do you want to know what love is? Have you opened up your heart to receive love so that you can give love? Do you understand what being the church is versus attending? Today that all could change for you simply by praying that simple prayer as I have often done... "Dear Lord, break my heart for what breaks yours... teach me to love as the church. Amen"
Blessings,
Heather
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Who Am I? Psalm 139:1-18
"You have searched me, Lord, and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways. Before a word is on my tongue you, Lord, know it completely. You hem me in behind and before,and you lay your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, too lofty for me to attain. Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand — when I awake, I am still with you."
Usually I blog using a passage or two to capture the point that God is sharing with us. But I just couldn't stop at one or two when reminding you who you are. Re-read this passage in Psalm 139 every time you begin to doubt who you are, who you belong to or why you are here. The God of this universe knows when you rise and when you sit down. He pays that close attention to you because you matter that much to him. To some that may be a comforting thought, to know that God is always watching and has his hand upon us at all times. To some this may be hard to think that God is always watching. Sometimes our behavior, our words, our thoughts or interactions... they aren't always proud moments that we'd want God to see. I know for me this scripture is both a comfort and reminder that I don't have a life outside of Christ, all that I am, all that I was created to be is wrapped up in him. That gives me a supernatural feeling of strength. His word says that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. It doesn't say I'm a mess, it doesn't say I'm broken, it doesn't say I'm unworthy. The world will tell me that, the world loves to shout that out and it's what I know I am! But that's not what MY GOD says... He says that all my days were ordained and written in the book before one of them even came to be. He knows all of our moments, knows the words formed on our tongue before we even speak them. How can that not make you feel valued and loved? There is no place that you can hide from his presence, he is with you always.
God saw your unformed body being knitted together in your mother's womb. He's had his eye on you before this world knew of your existence. Do you know, can you begin to understand how precious you are to him? When fear and doubt begin to weigh you down, when life seems unfair and out of balance and you have no clue as to what to do or how to make your next step, call out to the one who David wrote this Psalm for, call out to your Heavenly Father and ask him to remind you who you are. Christ went to that cross to cover ALL of our sins, the ones from yesterday, today and tomorrow. He's already paid the price and he did this not for someone he considered broken, a mess or unworthy. He did this for you and me... his beloved, his child. We are who we are because of who we belong to.
I couldn't close this blog without thinking of the song Casting Crowns wrote, "Who Am I?" Listen and meditate on the words and know that the Lord of all the earth cares to know your name.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjhxOv9YDag
Blessings,
Heather
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me,” even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you. For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother’s womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place, when I was woven together in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be. How precious to me are your thoughts, God! How vast is the sum of them! Were I to count them, they would outnumber the grains of sand — when I awake, I am still with you."
Usually I blog using a passage or two to capture the point that God is sharing with us. But I just couldn't stop at one or two when reminding you who you are. Re-read this passage in Psalm 139 every time you begin to doubt who you are, who you belong to or why you are here. The God of this universe knows when you rise and when you sit down. He pays that close attention to you because you matter that much to him. To some that may be a comforting thought, to know that God is always watching and has his hand upon us at all times. To some this may be hard to think that God is always watching. Sometimes our behavior, our words, our thoughts or interactions... they aren't always proud moments that we'd want God to see. I know for me this scripture is both a comfort and reminder that I don't have a life outside of Christ, all that I am, all that I was created to be is wrapped up in him. That gives me a supernatural feeling of strength. His word says that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. It doesn't say I'm a mess, it doesn't say I'm broken, it doesn't say I'm unworthy. The world will tell me that, the world loves to shout that out and it's what I know I am! But that's not what MY GOD says... He says that all my days were ordained and written in the book before one of them even came to be. He knows all of our moments, knows the words formed on our tongue before we even speak them. How can that not make you feel valued and loved? There is no place that you can hide from his presence, he is with you always.
God saw your unformed body being knitted together in your mother's womb. He's had his eye on you before this world knew of your existence. Do you know, can you begin to understand how precious you are to him? When fear and doubt begin to weigh you down, when life seems unfair and out of balance and you have no clue as to what to do or how to make your next step, call out to the one who David wrote this Psalm for, call out to your Heavenly Father and ask him to remind you who you are. Christ went to that cross to cover ALL of our sins, the ones from yesterday, today and tomorrow. He's already paid the price and he did this not for someone he considered broken, a mess or unworthy. He did this for you and me... his beloved, his child. We are who we are because of who we belong to.
I couldn't close this blog without thinking of the song Casting Crowns wrote, "Who Am I?" Listen and meditate on the words and know that the Lord of all the earth cares to know your name.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cjhxOv9YDag
Blessings,
Heather
Monday, July 30, 2012
Mums the Word; James 1:12
"Blessed is the man who perseveres under trial, because when he has stood the test, he will receive the crown of life that God has promised to those who love him."
Perseverance... not an easy task sometimes, well really not easy any time is it? The very definition of perseverance is 1. steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., especially in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement. 2. (Theology) continuance in a state of grace to the end, leading to eternal salvation.
Earlier this year I was watering one of my flower beds. I had already spread mulch down a few days earlier and was pleased to see some of the plants that I had planted in years past springing up through the mulch ready to showcase their beauty again this year. But there was a little area that I knew that at the very end of the fall season last year in a last ditch effort to see if anything would come of it, I threw a mum that I really felt was already dead and gone in the ground and covered it up. I really didn't expect it to do much because I had let it die after it provided fall decoration for my front porch, but what did I have to lose? To my amazement there was a tiny patch of green coming up through the mulch where I had planted the mum. I wasn't sure at first if it was the mum or I had yet another weed thriving ready to drive me crazy throughout the growing season. But I kept watering and as I continued to watch, sure enough that little mum sprung back to life. I don't know how it did it... it was neglected, depleted of any moisture and pretty much discarded but it persevered. That little plant decided it still had life in it and I can't wait to see it bloom this fall as it was so big and beautiful last year before I thought I killed it.
That mum reflects to me how we sometimes give up on things in our life that matter because things become difficult, obstacles occur and little encouragement do we receive from one another to persevere. But somehow, the living water of the sweet Holy Spirit wells up within us and spills out providing the strength we need to press through and keep up the fight. We push through whatever is tossed on us and we grow inspite of it, maybe even because of it. Maybe it was one little word by a friend, a stranger or maybe even hearing the whisper from our savior telling us... be steady under trial, stand the test... the crown of life is just ahead, hold on!
Do you feel that the trial you are going through today is just too much, that you can't stand the test? Have you prayed and felt your prayers go unanswered and that you can't make it? Persevere... there is reward in your efforts and they don't go unnoticed. God will see you through whatever is burying you, trying to take the very life he's given you away. Remember the second definition, "continuance in a state of grace to the end, leading to eternal salvation." Walk in grace, walk with your head held high knowing that sometimes the journey is difficult and others may toss us aside giving us up as a loss but we have a Savior who never does. He holds the watering can to restore us, to allow us to bloom again and show the world what it looks like to withstand the trial and come out stronger.
Blessings,
Heather
Perseverance... not an easy task sometimes, well really not easy any time is it? The very definition of perseverance is 1. steady persistence in a course of action, a purpose, a state, etc., especially in spite of difficulties, obstacles, or discouragement. 2. (Theology) continuance in a state of grace to the end, leading to eternal salvation.
Earlier this year I was watering one of my flower beds. I had already spread mulch down a few days earlier and was pleased to see some of the plants that I had planted in years past springing up through the mulch ready to showcase their beauty again this year. But there was a little area that I knew that at the very end of the fall season last year in a last ditch effort to see if anything would come of it, I threw a mum that I really felt was already dead and gone in the ground and covered it up. I really didn't expect it to do much because I had let it die after it provided fall decoration for my front porch, but what did I have to lose? To my amazement there was a tiny patch of green coming up through the mulch where I had planted the mum. I wasn't sure at first if it was the mum or I had yet another weed thriving ready to drive me crazy throughout the growing season. But I kept watering and as I continued to watch, sure enough that little mum sprung back to life. I don't know how it did it... it was neglected, depleted of any moisture and pretty much discarded but it persevered. That little plant decided it still had life in it and I can't wait to see it bloom this fall as it was so big and beautiful last year before I thought I killed it.
That mum reflects to me how we sometimes give up on things in our life that matter because things become difficult, obstacles occur and little encouragement do we receive from one another to persevere. But somehow, the living water of the sweet Holy Spirit wells up within us and spills out providing the strength we need to press through and keep up the fight. We push through whatever is tossed on us and we grow inspite of it, maybe even because of it. Maybe it was one little word by a friend, a stranger or maybe even hearing the whisper from our savior telling us... be steady under trial, stand the test... the crown of life is just ahead, hold on!
Do you feel that the trial you are going through today is just too much, that you can't stand the test? Have you prayed and felt your prayers go unanswered and that you can't make it? Persevere... there is reward in your efforts and they don't go unnoticed. God will see you through whatever is burying you, trying to take the very life he's given you away. Remember the second definition, "continuance in a state of grace to the end, leading to eternal salvation." Walk in grace, walk with your head held high knowing that sometimes the journey is difficult and others may toss us aside giving us up as a loss but we have a Savior who never does. He holds the watering can to restore us, to allow us to bloom again and show the world what it looks like to withstand the trial and come out stronger.
Blessings,
Heather
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