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Monthly Archives: January 2012
>Who Am I
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Amen
>Not Fearing Any Man
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Men of God, women of God… look in his eyes… he means what he says and he says what he means… he was willing to lay down his life for the will of God… are you?
I can honestly tell you that I know beyond a shadow of a doubt that I would have walked beside this man. I feel it in the core of my being. Because he stood for the truth of his convictions. He was not swayed by a gallop poll. He did not take back a word he said and re-word it to make people happy.
He wasn’t doing what he did, or saying what he said to make someone happy. He was obeying what he believed to the core of his being to be truth and knew God was with him.
Did you notice the end of the video. Dr King walked away and those gathered around grabbed him and were all smiles and reached out to slap him on his back with a “good speech” kind of slap, but Dr King did not return this. His arms remained stiff at his side and he stood firm, solid in his words. He did not say them for the accolades of those around him. He said them because they simply were to be said.
This my dear friends is the picture and the example of a man.
This was not our politicians of today who will only speak what their party tells them too. The ones that don’t have the backbone to tell you what they really think. They will not share their own personal stance but will only regurgitate their parties platform. The ones that stand behind a podium with a stupid arrogant grin on their faces making empty promises and speaking flattering lies…
I watch this man, Dr Martin Luther King Jr… and my stomach churns when I see those who claim to be the leaders of our country today. They simply cannot compare.
So I look at him and I wonder is there anyone out there who is willing to stand up and lead us as a nation with as much strength and boldness as this man. Where are the men who are willing to stand up and say that you will not legislate God our Creator out of our nation… because if you legislate Him out then how can the rest of our constitutional rights stand since they are based on the fact that they are endowed to us by our Creator and entitled to us by God?
So men and women of God are we really more worried about losing our 401K rather than our country? Do we really value our paychecks more than our freedom? Our houses more than our homes? Our immediate relief more than our children’s future sufferings?
I was in a store once several years ago on MLK day, a store I used to shop in quite often, it was a small antique shop, and there was a group of 4 or 5 people standing there, one of them being the owner. They were discussing Dr King and how he was just a “trouble maker”. I was younger then, not a believer, and not quite as bold as I am today. But I loudly placed down my items for purchase and turned and walked out of that store and have not set foot in it again, nor will I ever.
All I can say is we need some “trouble makers” like Dr King in our day.
If God called you to stand and it meant your job, your house, your comfort, your very life… would you be willing to stand for the will of God?
>Holy Fire
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If we have been redeemed, called by His name, then we are precious in His sight, honored and loved by Him. If you are His, when you pass through the fire, like this bush that Moses beheld, you will not be consumed. You will not be scorched and the flame will not burn you (Isaiah 43:1-7).
Amen
>Something’s Missing
>My husband works a swing shift. He swings from days to nights. Before the swing shift he worked nights or second shift. I have to keep his work schedule in the kitchen to keep up with when he works and what shift and if he is working overtime or swapping with somebody and he also travels a good bit with his job. So obviously we have never been a family of routines or perfectly kept tight schedules. We don’t know if we are coming or going half the time.
With this crazy life we have there is nothing strange about me going to bed alone or waking up alone. On day shift he is up and out the door before I am awake and on night shift he is in the car and gone before most families are even beginning to cook supper. I say all this to share my moment this morning.
It happens to be an out of town time for my husband {so our Amos is going to get to sleep out tonight even though the stupid (this was a bad word in our house until Amos moved in… there is no other word accurate enough to describe him) dog decided he would sneek on the couch a few days ago after we went to bed and then when my husband caught him early the next morning and told him to get down, the dog chose to mark his territory on the couch cushion. I shall brave the possibility of a peed on couch for peace of mind as I sleep and trust the ferocious, yet stupid, beast to pee on any intruders}. Anyway, I woke this morning enough to tell my man goodbye and that I loved him… and then I rolled over to catch my last hour of sleep before my alarm went off.
Then my alarm went off and I rolled over and started my day, I was up and fixing my coffee, and gathering my stuff for church, and considering my plans for the day… and then I realized I had went back to sleep and was dreaming all of this. (Yep, I do that.)
So now I am fully awake, feet on the cold floor, socks in my hand, and heading to the bathroom. I turn on the light and look to the sink and then my heart falls. I see it. I see the evidence. I see my reminder, my sign, that my husband is gone out of town not just to work. His toothbrush is missing. Who would have ever thought that a toothbrush could do that?
For some reason I saw my sign and then my mind went to my grandparents. You see I remember when my Papaw Harris went to be with the Lord. My Mamaw Lola could not sleep in their bed. She had slept on her side with her back up against my Papaw’s back since she became his wife close to sixty years earlier at the age of fifteen. Now his back was missing. She chose to sleep on the couch because she could put her back to the couch and when she closed her eyes… she could imagine it was him.
So I saw my sign, my husband’s missing toothbrush, and I thought… I will never throw it away. Sixty years from now if the Lord calls my man home before He calls me… don’t you dare touch his toothbrush. It will stay in its place and my heart will leap with joy each morning because at least for a moment, before I fully awake I would forget that he was gone. It may seem silly… but it is what it is.
So what’s your sign that something’s missing to remind you that someone’s missing?
>You Were Made To Be Courageous
>My youngest always wants to know what a song means. We never get to just listen to a song. I have to explain the meaning behind every chorus (thank God we only listen to Christian music on a regular basis. I really would hate to have to explain the chorus to one of today’s mainstream songs).
Well the other day we were on our way home from somewhere and this song came on the radio and my seven year old, says “Oh he just sang that they were made to lead the way, just like Jesus leads the way, like Daddy leads us… that’s what that song’s about… that’s what that movie was about!”
That’s right man of this generation… even a child knows that you were created to lead them like Jesus…
Are you ready?
>God’s Got Your Back
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Amen
>Be A Woman
>It’s time for me to share about one of my Eternal Encouragement experiences. I received the January newsletter in my inbox and opened it up to read. In this first newsletter of 2012 I read an encouraging word about being all that I could be.
Be all you can be! If you are a mother, BE a mother! If you are a wife, BE a wife! You are a woman, BE one all the way. Don’t be half a one, wanting to do half a man’s role. BE a lady and be one all the way!
~ Lorrie Flem
I loved this.
The other day as I was watching tv there was a commercial for the show Dr Quinn Medicine Woman and in the commercial Dr Quinn says something like never hide behind the fact that you are a girl. Have you ever found yourself saying, or thinking, along these lines? Thinking that you will not be taken seriously simply because you are a girl, so why bother? Thinking you could not do or become what God has placed in your heart because you are a girl? Thinking you had to walk and talk like a man to get the job done?
Believe me… your womanness is enough. You don’t have to forsake your femininity to accomplish what God has called you to do. You don’t have to forsake your womanhood to survive in the workplace. Nor do you have to become the b**ch to be taken seriously. Nor do you have to play the seduction card… it’s only degrading you.
There was a day when my motto was that the only thing a man could do that I could not was pee standing up and if I practiced long enough I could probably do that too. I was under the delusions of the lies that were being fed to me by the world. I somehow felt I needed to prove my worth by showing I could measure up to a man.
How backwards that thinking is. It is absolutely crazy to me now… but I guarantee that this thought still continues to thrive in the minds of females all across our nation. Today I realize that there is only one man who can define my worth and who I should be measuring myself by… and His name is Jesus.
It wasn’t until I came to know Him, that I began to truly understand what it meant to be a woman. In Him I learned that I am not less because I am female. I am not weak because I am a girl. Precious one, listen, you don’t have to earn your place in the world by trying to do things like a man… this is not a man’s world… the world belongs to God. It’s His and all that’s in it.
says the Preacher,
“adding one thing to another to find an explanation,
which I am still seeking but have not found.
I have found one man among a thousand,
but I have not found a woman among all these.
But a woman who fears the LORD, she shall be praised.
And let her works praise her in the gates.
>My Deliverer Is Coming
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Man of My Dreams
The evidence of a man who loves Jesus is not found in conquering a specific sin struggle, but rather in his endurance in the fight.
Don’t look for the perfectly healed champion. He’s already waiting for you in Heaven.
Look for they guy who is covered with scars from the fight. Look for the guy who is bloody and bleeding with this huge grin on his face because he’s confident that the war is already won. Don’t stare at each other too long. Link arms or get back-to-back so you can make each other stronger before the next attack.
Then fight your way home to your true Hero.
I read this and I was reminded of a poem I wrote on October 14, 1998. This poem I wrote about my husband when he was still just my boyfriend 🙂
Yes, I still love this man.
No, life has not been perfect… but it’s been “passion” packed 🙂
When I look at him and think about our marriage I sit at the feet of my Christ in an utter amazement at the beauty He was able to make out of the mess of us.
Two messed up souls… doing things all wrong… but some how God’s grace poured out on us and His divine intervention came down in floods of mercy and we are choosing to trust Christ to keep it all running somehow.
We are far from perfect.
Our marriage is far from perfect.
But it truly gets sweeter and sweeter with each leap of faith of saying “I do” again one more day…
We do life together.
For better or worse, for richer or poorer, in sickness and in health…
We both carry our battle scars but we both have chosen to stay and stand and fight.
Remembering that we battle not against flesh and blood but against spiritual forces of darkness.
This is my man.
The man of my dreams.
And each day He becomes more and more what I was always searching for because with each day he becomes more and more like my Jesus.