On Katie's birthday, we got "the call." (again) This time it was for a 10 month old little girl and a 3 (almost 4) year old little guy. I was so excited! We had to wait almost a week to meet them! UG! Finally, we met them and had the disclosure meeting. We even set up a plan for the transition into our home. Then we had Thanksgiving...The transition was going nicely, the kids were excited. I even bought a couple of Christmas gifts and started getting the rooms ready. I was more excited because I had just rearranged the rooms so that they would be perfect for these two (and that was before I even knew about them!) We. Were. So. Excited!!! (BUT! I was still a bit guarded.)
When we got the call, I just didn't "feel it." I know, I know...you are probably thinking that I was guarding my heart because of Mattie. That is exactly what I told myself! The thing is: I really love kids. All kids. So, I really loved these kids too! They are so super cute, and very sweet. The darling little girl didn't cry and the little guy was so very shy. My heart melted! When we met them, my mind went over all the reasons that they would be a perfect fit for our family. They really would! But, we left the meeting and I had a pit in my stomach. Mattie. I was sure that was it. The social workers said that this was going to be a higher risk placement. That things were looking positive for an adoption, but that it wasn't a sure thing yet. The bio-mom was trying really hard, but she was probably just not capable of parenting them. My heart broke for her and for her little guy who misses her terribly.
We had our visits, but I just didn't "feel" it. Did I mention how awesome these kids are?? LOVE them. I just don't want you to think the kids weren't great! I connected to them after the first visit. I just couldn't wrap my mind around them as my kids. I had a million excuses.
Thankfully, on the drive home, I decided to pray. Kevin even asked me if I was sure that this is what I think God has for us. I was sure...that God has adoption for us...but was I sure this exact situation? I just knew God had asked me to say, " yes" and trust Him. So, I said, "yes."
I knew there was a court date today. I didn't believe anything would be decided or that anything would change. (No one really thought that there would be any change at all. It was just a standard hearing that bio-mom was protesting some recommendations by the social worker.) I prayed specifically that I would get an answer today. I prayed fervently the first day, then as the days went by, I prayed as it came to my mind (often) and I continued to pray even until today (although it came to my mind less and less.)
Kevin called. Social Worker said that the judge made a ruling today that is going to reunify the little guy. That means that the baby will also reunify at some point. Social Worker doesn't think this is a permanent decision and that the bio-mom probably won't be able to parent, but that it is going to be a very long process with lots of transitions. I wasn't surprised. I know that since I am writing this now, it seems easy to see the path - more like a well lit freeway, but I did see those dim lights that are now so bright in the rear-view mirror! There were hints with Mattie too. I just chose to ignore them. This time I listened. Not just as a pessimist, but as someone who was looking. Maybe, maybe it was because of Mattie that I chose to see what God had laid before me. Maybe that is one of the many blessings I have from the time she was with us.
God. Amazing. Comforting. Protecting. Answering. He knew. He showed me. I wasn't listening very carefully and yet I was still able to have a foreshadowing of what was to come. I don't believe God shows me the future, but I know He guards my heart and gives me some hints of what is to come when He feels that I could use it. He is so good. We got a call for a little guy right before we got the call for our first adoption. We just knew that the first little guy wasn't supposed to be ours. We would have LOVED him! (I DO love him, since my friend ended up adopting him!) It is funny how eager God is to participate with us. It never ceases to amaze me that He would be interested in each little detail. But He is! I asked for something. It would have been completely understandable if I didn't get an answer today. He didn't need to tell me anything. But He did. He did just as I asked because He loves me that much. He did, probably because He knew even better than me what I needed to know and when. God's love abounds. Knowing this, it is easier to go back to waiting. Knowing HIS perfect timing is just not yet.
Tuesday, November 29, 2011
Sunday, November 20, 2011
Fasting
It has been a while since I took the time to fast. I like to let fasting be "God led," but I also know that I can easily ignore God's prompting if I get too busy. So, last week I had just the tiniest inclination to fast for the day. There was no real reason, but there were several small things. After I had decided to spend that particular day fasting, a friend had asked for prayer. I felt that it was a confirmation.
As I fasted and prayed throughout the day, my hungry tummy reminded me of the One who is the Provider of all! As I was laying my burdens before Him and resting in His goodness. I started to think and ponder the idea of prayer and fasting. One thing I am sure of: God is NOT a vending machine. We do NOT input our requests, do a series of good deeds, and then have our desires met. I know that the bible often talks of our faith being large enough to get what we want, and that we don't have because we do not ask. (Matthew 17:20 and James 4:2-3) I am just not up for a theological discussion about this tonight, but I feel pretty safe to say that we are sure to get things we ask for when we ask for them with a faith that is aligned to God's will. (Probably not for our own selfish desires - although, I have seen those prayers answered too...)
Why fasting, then??? I was talking to God that day about money. I had to spend some money on clothes for my little guy and I knew it was going to be expensive. I knew what he needed and I went into the store with a pretty good idea of what that would all cost (if I was very careful). When I was done, I spent 1/2 of what I thought. Because I was fasting and praying about it (I know it might seem like a silly thing to pray about, but I believe there is nothing to small for God to care about) I realized that God did that! God took care of my little problems, so that I can continue to trust Him for the big ones. If I hadn't been fasting and praying, I would have missed the blessing of seeing His work in my life.
Other prayers were answered that day and it seems He called me to fast the next day as well. Once I set my mind and heart to listening to His leading, it seems I hear it much more clearly. I don't believe that when I fast, God listens more, but I do believe that when I fast, I listen more! One day, I am sure God will show me so much more about this system He put in place. Hopefully, I will be listening!
As I fasted and prayed throughout the day, my hungry tummy reminded me of the One who is the Provider of all! As I was laying my burdens before Him and resting in His goodness. I started to think and ponder the idea of prayer and fasting. One thing I am sure of: God is NOT a vending machine. We do NOT input our requests, do a series of good deeds, and then have our desires met. I know that the bible often talks of our faith being large enough to get what we want, and that we don't have because we do not ask. (Matthew 17:20 and James 4:2-3) I am just not up for a theological discussion about this tonight, but I feel pretty safe to say that we are sure to get things we ask for when we ask for them with a faith that is aligned to God's will. (Probably not for our own selfish desires - although, I have seen those prayers answered too...)
Why fasting, then??? I was talking to God that day about money. I had to spend some money on clothes for my little guy and I knew it was going to be expensive. I knew what he needed and I went into the store with a pretty good idea of what that would all cost (if I was very careful). When I was done, I spent 1/2 of what I thought. Because I was fasting and praying about it (I know it might seem like a silly thing to pray about, but I believe there is nothing to small for God to care about) I realized that God did that! God took care of my little problems, so that I can continue to trust Him for the big ones. If I hadn't been fasting and praying, I would have missed the blessing of seeing His work in my life.
Other prayers were answered that day and it seems He called me to fast the next day as well. Once I set my mind and heart to listening to His leading, it seems I hear it much more clearly. I don't believe that when I fast, God listens more, but I do believe that when I fast, I listen more! One day, I am sure God will show me so much more about this system He put in place. Hopefully, I will be listening!
Sunday, November 6, 2011
His Name, Not in Vain
One more hour of sleep. That's really all I wanted. I knew I should get up because she would be disoriented in our home. At 97 years old, everything new came with shock and confusion for her. Everything seemed scary. None of the current possibilities included the safe harbor of her home.
One fall was all it took. The knee went out and the medicine stopped the blood from clotting. The hematoma grew and the worry set in. The doctor's medicated. The healing takes time. Then another fall. Middle of the night. The medicine could be the problem. One more night and one more fall and it was decided. She comes here. To our home. "But you have your family" she argued. "You are my family," we replied. She convinced us of one more try. Cousin stayed with her and all was well. Then it happened again. The final fall. No one was going to hear her arguments now. She was coming with us. She gave no arguments. She was ready.
As we wait to take in another orphan (or orphan siblings), we are confronted with a widow. We laugh. When God said to take care of the widows and orphans, we didn't know He meant "AT THE SAME TIME!" As we chose to say, "yes" to grandma living in our home, we said, "yes" to God. We took His name when He unselfishly gave it to us on the cross. With His name, we knew that meant everything. We took His name and said, "yes" to Him. We may not have understood at the time what that would mean in our lives, but we are living His name. We are completely blessed to be drawn closer to Him through those he calls "the least of these." We do not deserve this honor and so many would miss the blessing, but for us, we did NOT take His name in vain.
One fall was all it took. The knee went out and the medicine stopped the blood from clotting. The hematoma grew and the worry set in. The doctor's medicated. The healing takes time. Then another fall. Middle of the night. The medicine could be the problem. One more night and one more fall and it was decided. She comes here. To our home. "But you have your family" she argued. "You are my family," we replied. She convinced us of one more try. Cousin stayed with her and all was well. Then it happened again. The final fall. No one was going to hear her arguments now. She was coming with us. She gave no arguments. She was ready.
As we wait to take in another orphan (or orphan siblings), we are confronted with a widow. We laugh. When God said to take care of the widows and orphans, we didn't know He meant "AT THE SAME TIME!" As we chose to say, "yes" to grandma living in our home, we said, "yes" to God. We took His name when He unselfishly gave it to us on the cross. With His name, we knew that meant everything. We took His name and said, "yes" to Him. We may not have understood at the time what that would mean in our lives, but we are living His name. We are completely blessed to be drawn closer to Him through those he calls "the least of these." We do not deserve this honor and so many would miss the blessing, but for us, we did NOT take His name in vain.
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Picked for the Team!
"Who is the best basketball player, ever?" I asked my son.
"Micheal Jordan." He answered without much thought.
"If he called you today and asked you to be on his team would you do it?"
"YES!" He said like I was crazy to ask.
"What if you had to move, live in a cardboard box, would you do pretty much anything in your power to be on that team?" I asked
A succession of Yeses followed each question without hesitation. Undoubtedly, he would do anything in his power to be on that team.
"Would you feel like you were helping Micheal Jordan by being on that team?"
"No." Again, looking at me like I was insane.
"Well, that is what I feel like when God asks me to be on His team - I am not helping, and it is a privilege, and I am willing to do anything to be on it. See, working for God is not serving Him, it is Him serving me with the privilege of letting me participate."
I am not sure he completely got it, but I hope so.
Sometimes, I am ready to pull my hair out in frustration. I whisper up a quiet prayer asking God to please accept this sacrifice I am making. Please accept my offering of love and exhaustion. But really, is this an offering that I am giving Him? When God offers us the gift of work, do we do it as if it is a blessing to US??? Is my offering an offering of thanks and praise for allowing me to have the opportunity at the hard things that sometimes come with the work He has given me?
This thought was something God was challenging me with the other night. I think of my "work for the Lord" sometimes as a gift to Him, and it is in a sense, because it pleases Him to have my focus on him and my whole heart given over to Him...Big problem here though...I am not doing it to SERVE Him. This is a weird sort of splitting of hairs, maybe, but I feel like it is a bigger issue and one I am wrestling with right now.
There are reasons for working:
To accomplish something we want done (self-serving)
To earn a reward (also self-serving)
To help someone (other-serving)
To be allowed to participate in something greater than our self (God serving us!)
The last one is tricky...I always saw my "work for the Lord" as a gift to Him...but I think underlying that thought was that I was "helping" Him. What a foolish notion!!! God - the same who created all the earth, set the mountains exactly the way HE wanted them. Made the bacteria that I cannot see with my eyes. Knows the number of hair on my head and the stars in the sky. Understands all unexplainable phenomena. DOESN'T NEED MY HELP! What is sad is that I didn't even realize that I had been thinking like this until I tried thinking about it in the way I believe God wants me to think about it.
Did God need Jonah to talk to the people of Nineveh? Doubt it! Did Jonah need God to send him to Nineveh to make some major corrections? YUP!
Did God need Noah to build the ark? NOPE. Did Noah need to build the Ark to learn some mighty big lessons? I think yes.
Did God need Moses to lead the people? Ha! NO WAY! Did Moses need to learn to lead the people and did the people need to learn from Moses? OH YEAH!
Did God need John the Baptist to baptize all those people? No. Were John the Baptist and the people rewarded and brought closer to God through doing that work? Of course!
I need to reread my Bible with this in mind to see how each person's work really granted them the closeness with the Lord and how they received abundant GRACE!
I believe God gifts us with work. We just participate in what He is already doing. First and always, our work Glorifies Him but then it helps grow us into the people who reflect Him. I realize that the work I am doing is not for me to give to God, but a gift from God to me! I get to see His glory through helping His people. It is so amazing when I think about it this way. It is no longer self-serving, but God serving me. Wow! No matter how hard I try to "earn Grace," I am adding to my debt because only more Grace is given. When I serve the Lord, my most wonderful reward is the opportunity to be with Him in a real and alive way. I get that through reading my Bible, through the messages from church, and from the stories of other believers, but the most enjoyable way is through working along with the Lord who uses my clumsy hands, my unskilled body, my unlearned ideas, and my inexperience and creates beauty. He does make beautiful things out of the dust!
And what if I refuse the call to work? Luke 19:40 shows me just how unneeded I am: “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”
"Micheal Jordan." He answered without much thought.
"If he called you today and asked you to be on his team would you do it?"
"YES!" He said like I was crazy to ask.
"What if you had to move, live in a cardboard box, would you do pretty much anything in your power to be on that team?" I asked
A succession of Yeses followed each question without hesitation. Undoubtedly, he would do anything in his power to be on that team.
"Would you feel like you were helping Micheal Jordan by being on that team?"
"No." Again, looking at me like I was insane.
"Well, that is what I feel like when God asks me to be on His team - I am not helping, and it is a privilege, and I am willing to do anything to be on it. See, working for God is not serving Him, it is Him serving me with the privilege of letting me participate."
I am not sure he completely got it, but I hope so.
Sometimes, I am ready to pull my hair out in frustration. I whisper up a quiet prayer asking God to please accept this sacrifice I am making. Please accept my offering of love and exhaustion. But really, is this an offering that I am giving Him? When God offers us the gift of work, do we do it as if it is a blessing to US??? Is my offering an offering of thanks and praise for allowing me to have the opportunity at the hard things that sometimes come with the work He has given me?
This thought was something God was challenging me with the other night. I think of my "work for the Lord" sometimes as a gift to Him, and it is in a sense, because it pleases Him to have my focus on him and my whole heart given over to Him...Big problem here though...I am not doing it to SERVE Him. This is a weird sort of splitting of hairs, maybe, but I feel like it is a bigger issue and one I am wrestling with right now.
There are reasons for working:
To accomplish something we want done (self-serving)
To earn a reward (also self-serving)
To help someone (other-serving)
To be allowed to participate in something greater than our self (God serving us!)
The last one is tricky...I always saw my "work for the Lord" as a gift to Him...but I think underlying that thought was that I was "helping" Him. What a foolish notion!!! God - the same who created all the earth, set the mountains exactly the way HE wanted them. Made the bacteria that I cannot see with my eyes. Knows the number of hair on my head and the stars in the sky. Understands all unexplainable phenomena. DOESN'T NEED MY HELP! What is sad is that I didn't even realize that I had been thinking like this until I tried thinking about it in the way I believe God wants me to think about it.
Did God need Jonah to talk to the people of Nineveh? Doubt it! Did Jonah need God to send him to Nineveh to make some major corrections? YUP!
Did God need Noah to build the ark? NOPE. Did Noah need to build the Ark to learn some mighty big lessons? I think yes.
Did God need Moses to lead the people? Ha! NO WAY! Did Moses need to learn to lead the people and did the people need to learn from Moses? OH YEAH!
Did God need John the Baptist to baptize all those people? No. Were John the Baptist and the people rewarded and brought closer to God through doing that work? Of course!
I need to reread my Bible with this in mind to see how each person's work really granted them the closeness with the Lord and how they received abundant GRACE!
I believe God gifts us with work. We just participate in what He is already doing. First and always, our work Glorifies Him but then it helps grow us into the people who reflect Him. I realize that the work I am doing is not for me to give to God, but a gift from God to me! I get to see His glory through helping His people. It is so amazing when I think about it this way. It is no longer self-serving, but God serving me. Wow! No matter how hard I try to "earn Grace," I am adding to my debt because only more Grace is given. When I serve the Lord, my most wonderful reward is the opportunity to be with Him in a real and alive way. I get that through reading my Bible, through the messages from church, and from the stories of other believers, but the most enjoyable way is through working along with the Lord who uses my clumsy hands, my unskilled body, my unlearned ideas, and my inexperience and creates beauty. He does make beautiful things out of the dust!
And what if I refuse the call to work? Luke 19:40 shows me just how unneeded I am: “I tell you,” he replied, “if they keep quiet, the stones will cry out.”
Sunday, October 9, 2011
Taking up my Cross
Today as I sat in church, I felt the Lord making clear a passage that I had, before, not completely understood and then (as is His way in my life) He confirmed in the message the pastor was sharing.
Then he said to them all: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. Luke 9:23
This is a fairly common verse and the times I have read / heard it were many. Most times I don't know that I gave it much thought, but I know the times I did think about it, I was simply wrong.
I wondered...how to follow a god who asks us to DENY myself and take up a CROSS DAILY?!? That seemed next to impossible. The few times I have tried (really tried) to deny myself, I failed. I always related this to an attempt at a diet. Like: Deny myself a doughnut or pizza. Certainly, I was NOT capable of self-denial. Then: How in the world was I going to take up a cross daily!?! Really? I know how hard it is to do "hard" and my guess is that taking up a cross is beyond any "hard" I have ever done and to do that daily??? I can't even do sit-ups everyday!
Then. I had trouble reconciling it to: Matthew 11:28 - 30 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Today, though Gods yoke was easy. I did learn from Him. I realized that in order to take up my cross, I can't possibly carry anything of my own. If I have my own burdens, then the cross will sit there. It isn't until I lay those things down at the cross that I will be able to then lift it up. (Deny myself! AH!!! Nothing to do with doughnuts!) Also, to lift a cross and move it would take complete focus on the task at hand. It would be big, heavy, cumbersome. I think I would have to focus on each step, going slowly, looking only directly at the path I am traveling. I would not be able to look around and get distracted without getting injured. (I get it: focus on HIM daily). Then, maybe the verses in Matthew compliment this. Now, I think as I would walk down God's path with my cross, I would realize it is lighter and lighter. When I looked up I would see Christ is carrying my cross for me. I would have rest for my soul and my burden would be light. I would be denying the things that get in the way, but I have to do this "daily" or constantly because if I get busy with being busy, I will miss out. First my burden will get heavy, I could get hurt, and then I might drop the cross all together to focus back on myself. I follow You Lord!
Then he said to them all: “Whoever wants to be my disciple must deny themselves and take up their cross daily and follow me. Luke 9:23
This is a fairly common verse and the times I have read / heard it were many. Most times I don't know that I gave it much thought, but I know the times I did think about it, I was simply wrong.
I wondered...how to follow a god who asks us to DENY myself and take up a CROSS DAILY?!? That seemed next to impossible. The few times I have tried (really tried) to deny myself, I failed. I always related this to an attempt at a diet. Like: Deny myself a doughnut or pizza. Certainly, I was NOT capable of self-denial. Then: How in the world was I going to take up a cross daily!?! Really? I know how hard it is to do "hard" and my guess is that taking up a cross is beyond any "hard" I have ever done and to do that daily??? I can't even do sit-ups everyday!
Then. I had trouble reconciling it to: Matthew 11:28 - 30 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Today, though Gods yoke was easy. I did learn from Him. I realized that in order to take up my cross, I can't possibly carry anything of my own. If I have my own burdens, then the cross will sit there. It isn't until I lay those things down at the cross that I will be able to then lift it up. (Deny myself! AH!!! Nothing to do with doughnuts!) Also, to lift a cross and move it would take complete focus on the task at hand. It would be big, heavy, cumbersome. I think I would have to focus on each step, going slowly, looking only directly at the path I am traveling. I would not be able to look around and get distracted without getting injured. (I get it: focus on HIM daily). Then, maybe the verses in Matthew compliment this. Now, I think as I would walk down God's path with my cross, I would realize it is lighter and lighter. When I looked up I would see Christ is carrying my cross for me. I would have rest for my soul and my burden would be light. I would be denying the things that get in the way, but I have to do this "daily" or constantly because if I get busy with being busy, I will miss out. First my burden will get heavy, I could get hurt, and then I might drop the cross all together to focus back on myself. I follow You Lord!
Thursday, October 6, 2011
Letting Go to Receive Grace
Praying again for knowledge, for direction, for how much of my input I give to this situation. I ask Kevin and he replies that we wait and trust the Lord.
"But what if we have to go through that again?" I ask!
"Then we go through that again. Are you saying that you would say 'no' if you think God is asking you to do something?" Kevin had a ready reply.
UG! Of course I am not going to say no. That is the problem. My sneaky self tries to find a way to control the situation so that I am not asked. I am afraid of being asked to do that hard thing.
God spoke. Again.and.Again.and.Again.
"Your ways are not My ways." "Lean not on your own understanding." "The beginning of wisdom is the fear of the Lord." Straight from HIS mouth in HIS Word.
I confessed my desire to control this situation and letting fear take the place of God's provision. God reminded me that HE was in control I heard it in the music, I heard it in a sermon, I heard it on a CD about God's GRACE! (I didn't expect to hear it there!!!) God has made it clear. He is the author of this story. I am privileged to be allowed a glimpse of His goodness.
I finally relinquished my battle and submitted my will to His, even with the knowledge that I may find what I need to do to be very hard. God, being the great, awesome, powerful, kind, thoughtful, and knowing God that He is gave me a gift. As I fretted about the next phone call that would bring the next placement whether I was ready or not, God brought the phone call. The call that said we would not be placed until after the rest of our adoption paperwork was done (a new rule in this process) and that the placement wouldn't come unless it went through our adoption worker (who intimately knows what our hopes are!) If the call about Mattie came today, we wouldn't have been placed with her. (I am so totally sure God needed us to care for her!) I feel like as soon as I let go, God showed me how He was controlling this situation all along. What an awesome and loving God we serve. He didn't have to show me any of this. He could have let me believe that any minute we could get a call and be back on that same roller coaster but through His grace and mercy, he shared a bit of information that gave me such peace. In the words of our social worker, "That was a great thing you guys were willing to do, but I think it's time to get you some keepers!" God never promised things wouldn't be hard. But the hard things aren't nearly as hard when you relinquish your will to His and allow Him to work all things for His glory. (I will talk about "hard" later - because reading "it is hard" and living "it is hard" are really two very different things),
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5,6
"But what if we have to go through that again?" I ask!
"Then we go through that again. Are you saying that you would say 'no' if you think God is asking you to do something?" Kevin had a ready reply.
UG! Of course I am not going to say no. That is the problem. My sneaky self tries to find a way to control the situation so that I am not asked. I am afraid of being asked to do that hard thing.
God spoke. Again.and.Again.and.Again.
"Your ways are not My ways." "Lean not on your own understanding." "The beginning of wisdom is the fear of the Lord." Straight from HIS mouth in HIS Word.
I confessed my desire to control this situation and letting fear take the place of God's provision. God reminded me that HE was in control I heard it in the music, I heard it in a sermon, I heard it on a CD about God's GRACE! (I didn't expect to hear it there!!!) God has made it clear. He is the author of this story. I am privileged to be allowed a glimpse of His goodness.
I finally relinquished my battle and submitted my will to His, even with the knowledge that I may find what I need to do to be very hard. God, being the great, awesome, powerful, kind, thoughtful, and knowing God that He is gave me a gift. As I fretted about the next phone call that would bring the next placement whether I was ready or not, God brought the phone call. The call that said we would not be placed until after the rest of our adoption paperwork was done (a new rule in this process) and that the placement wouldn't come unless it went through our adoption worker (who intimately knows what our hopes are!) If the call about Mattie came today, we wouldn't have been placed with her. (I am so totally sure God needed us to care for her!) I feel like as soon as I let go, God showed me how He was controlling this situation all along. What an awesome and loving God we serve. He didn't have to show me any of this. He could have let me believe that any minute we could get a call and be back on that same roller coaster but through His grace and mercy, he shared a bit of information that gave me such peace. In the words of our social worker, "That was a great thing you guys were willing to do, but I think it's time to get you some keepers!" God never promised things wouldn't be hard. But the hard things aren't nearly as hard when you relinquish your will to His and allow Him to work all things for His glory. (I will talk about "hard" later - because reading "it is hard" and living "it is hard" are really two very different things),
Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make your paths straight. Proverbs 3:5,6
Sunday, October 2, 2011
The Earth is Shaking!
He replied, "Because you have so little faith. I tell you the truth, if you have faith as small as a mustard seed, you can say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there' and it will move. Nothing will be impossible for you." Matthew 17:20
Does anyone else feel the trembling? I do. God is busy in the business of moving some mountains and I can't wait to see the new landscape. So many interesting things have happened that lead me to beleive that His great and mighty power is at work in and around my life. I will rejoice!
Does anyone else feel the trembling? I do. God is busy in the business of moving some mountains and I can't wait to see the new landscape. So many interesting things have happened that lead me to beleive that His great and mighty power is at work in and around my life. I will rejoice!
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