I wrote this title as I gathered my thoughts to tell you some good news. My sister Kal, whom you know has been off work due to medical problems, for the first time in years have been able to go away for a weekend. This was a great celebration because this day of joy was after a road marred with pain.
Friends a few Sundays prior she had a melt down. It caused her to cocoon into a shell that we have never seen before. It was not a physical pain that we could medicate and make it go away. It was the darkness of depression that kills people while they walk around. She was there and we didn't know how to help her other than to pray. We prayed and prayed some more because this was serious. She was literally curled into a ball wishing to die even while there so much to be thankful for she just didn't know how.
We prayed and we believe. It was a matter of life and death and what was required was a miracle. We prayed and we believed some more. The days became weeks and it was looking like nothing would change. Then one day when we called in for a professional to come and see her she woke up. She literally became alive and aware of life around her. Time had moved on without her, life continued while she had paused.
It was not a session that brought about the 180 degree turn about. It was God. He that believeth shall live my friends. Do you believe? Don't waiver friends. Keep on believing in the awesome wonderful powerful God and live.
Sunday, June 28, 2015
God Has Not Forgotten
All of last week I have been soaking in those four words: God has not forgotten. He has not forgotten me when I was rejected by others. When I was put aside and didn't quite fit in, he never forgot me. He never forgot me even when I rejected Him. When I was the builder who rejected Christ, the chief corner stone, He didn't forget me.
He didn't forget me even as a mother would not forget her nursing child. He tells me that even if that were the case and she cast her child aside, He would never forget. His love over me is infinite and everlasting.
So the question then is Have I forgotten? Have you forgotten?
You have prayed. You have waited, and waited and waited. The days became weeks, that rolled into months, adding up to years. The thing that you prayed for never came about and so now you have closed the door. You have determined for yourself that it was never meant to be. You have reasoned it out and it is not even possible anymore in your eyes. So you have allowed your once glowing faith to grow dim in this particular area and you have willed yourself to forget.
You forgot that spouse or child you have wanted to have because according to the time clock you are using it is now too late. You have tossed in the garbage that dream to return to school because it is for young people and not you anymore. You have chosen to kill the visions about the future you thought God was telling you about because it never came around in your timing.
Is this you? I know it's been me. I find comfort in God's word because I know for sure I am not alone. Luke 5:5-25 recounts the story of Zechariah the priest, married to Elizabeth (Mary's cousin). God sent an angel after umpteen years to Zechariah (Pastor Z) to say that his prayer has been heard. He was to sire a son. You see they had been childless and both were now past the age of child bearing. Yet God was saying that this prayer was heard.
Of course Pastor Z was in a state of unbelief. How was this going to be possible? Gabriel the angel muted him. He silenced him to keep him from speaking death to the very thing that God was speaking as life. I wonder if that may not be the case with most of us. I cannot throw stones because my house is made of glass. It means that I am very much like Z.
My friends, this is not a story with a fairy tale ending. This is truth and it is written down for me and you today. God has heard our prayers. He has not forgotten you or I. We are imprinted upon His palms and cannot be erased. He is going to fulfill His promises, whether you enjoy the wait or not. You see friends, God's plans are always better than ours. While Pastor Z just wanted a child, God gave him the forerunner to His very own son, Jesus Christ. He will always exceed your expectations of Him.
Be encouraged and believe again for God has not forgotten you.
He didn't forget me even as a mother would not forget her nursing child. He tells me that even if that were the case and she cast her child aside, He would never forget. His love over me is infinite and everlasting.
So the question then is Have I forgotten? Have you forgotten?
You have prayed. You have waited, and waited and waited. The days became weeks, that rolled into months, adding up to years. The thing that you prayed for never came about and so now you have closed the door. You have determined for yourself that it was never meant to be. You have reasoned it out and it is not even possible anymore in your eyes. So you have allowed your once glowing faith to grow dim in this particular area and you have willed yourself to forget.
You forgot that spouse or child you have wanted to have because according to the time clock you are using it is now too late. You have tossed in the garbage that dream to return to school because it is for young people and not you anymore. You have chosen to kill the visions about the future you thought God was telling you about because it never came around in your timing.
Is this you? I know it's been me. I find comfort in God's word because I know for sure I am not alone. Luke 5:5-25 recounts the story of Zechariah the priest, married to Elizabeth (Mary's cousin). God sent an angel after umpteen years to Zechariah (Pastor Z) to say that his prayer has been heard. He was to sire a son. You see they had been childless and both were now past the age of child bearing. Yet God was saying that this prayer was heard.
Of course Pastor Z was in a state of unbelief. How was this going to be possible? Gabriel the angel muted him. He silenced him to keep him from speaking death to the very thing that God was speaking as life. I wonder if that may not be the case with most of us. I cannot throw stones because my house is made of glass. It means that I am very much like Z.
My friends, this is not a story with a fairy tale ending. This is truth and it is written down for me and you today. God has heard our prayers. He has not forgotten you or I. We are imprinted upon His palms and cannot be erased. He is going to fulfill His promises, whether you enjoy the wait or not. You see friends, God's plans are always better than ours. While Pastor Z just wanted a child, God gave him the forerunner to His very own son, Jesus Christ. He will always exceed your expectations of Him.
Be encouraged and believe again for God has not forgotten you.
Thursday, June 18, 2015
Faith the size of a mustard seed
Today I learnt something I never knew before. I learnt about the mustard seed. Did you know that the mustard seed is only about 1-2mm in diameter? That seed is able to grow in dry weather or wet weather. It can grow in clay or sandy soil. It is drought resistant . It is resilient. It grows way beyond what you would expect from such a tiny seed. It grows up to 20 feet high and wide. It is one of the smallest seeds there is around. This seed is little but it yields much.
So it makes so much more sense to me that Jesus says to us in Matt17:20 that with faith the size of a mustard seed we can say to the mountain move and it shall be moved. We say to the mulberry tree be pulled up and replanted in the sea and it will do it (Luke 17:6).
My friend faith doesn't need to be much to be effective. Faith is able to grow in any circumstance. Faith in God is all we need to overcome. Faith the size of a mustard seed; Not a whole lot but it is enough.
I tell you the truth that your tiny faith will grow as you use it more and more. Just like the mustard seed grows into a tree, so will your faith when you activate it. Your faith will be tested. Don't forget faith without work is dead.
So it makes so much more sense to me that Jesus says to us in Matt17:20 that with faith the size of a mustard seed we can say to the mountain move and it shall be moved. We say to the mulberry tree be pulled up and replanted in the sea and it will do it (Luke 17:6).
My friend faith doesn't need to be much to be effective. Faith is able to grow in any circumstance. Faith in God is all we need to overcome. Faith the size of a mustard seed; Not a whole lot but it is enough.
I tell you the truth that your tiny faith will grow as you use it more and more. Just like the mustard seed grows into a tree, so will your faith when you activate it. Your faith will be tested. Don't forget faith without work is dead.
Monday, June 8, 2015
Can we all just get along?
Yesterday was one of "those" days. You know the challenging ones, the hard ones, the never ending ones. Yes. Just like that. I went to work feeling pretty good in a new dress. Great start to any day. The work piled high on my desk. The emails kept coming. Still I pressed on.
I then got a meeting request from the president of the company. Apparently he had to fix the division that existed between my department and another. I was unaware of an issue. Then I got a text from a sister who was offended and hurt by what she presumed I was doing to her. My musician cancelled on me and I now have no replacement. Then I came home to the continued cold shoulder and upset of my family member who still held me in contempt from May. It was one of those days indeed. I'm pretty sure you can relate. We have all had them.
I asked God out loud for a word. In expectation I picked up my bible app and continued to read from where I left off. I laughed out loud because the verse was an answer to my situation. I knew without a doubt that God was speaking loud and clear.
It says in Psalm 133:1-3 MSG
How wonderful, how beautiful, when brothers and sisters get along! It’s like costly anointing oil flowing down head and beard, Flowing down Aaron’s beard, flowing down the collar of his priestly robes. It’s like the dew on Mount Hermon flowing down the slopes of Zion. Yes, that’s where God commands the blessing, ordains eternal life.
God was not off target but hit the bulls eye of my situation. He didn't address what anyone else was doing or might do. In fact he was telling me that I am the one who needs to get along. In disunity I miss out on God's blessing. I miss out on the sweetness of life. I miss out on what God wants to do in my life.
Hey now. Don't think you are not in this too. Let's all get along. Let us forgive and remove offenses from our hearts. Let's trade ugly for beautiful.
I then got a meeting request from the president of the company. Apparently he had to fix the division that existed between my department and another. I was unaware of an issue. Then I got a text from a sister who was offended and hurt by what she presumed I was doing to her. My musician cancelled on me and I now have no replacement. Then I came home to the continued cold shoulder and upset of my family member who still held me in contempt from May. It was one of those days indeed. I'm pretty sure you can relate. We have all had them.
I asked God out loud for a word. In expectation I picked up my bible app and continued to read from where I left off. I laughed out loud because the verse was an answer to my situation. I knew without a doubt that God was speaking loud and clear.
It says in Psalm 133:1-3 MSG
How wonderful, how beautiful, when brothers and sisters get along! It’s like costly anointing oil flowing down head and beard, Flowing down Aaron’s beard, flowing down the collar of his priestly robes. It’s like the dew on Mount Hermon flowing down the slopes of Zion. Yes, that’s where God commands the blessing, ordains eternal life.
God was not off target but hit the bulls eye of my situation. He didn't address what anyone else was doing or might do. In fact he was telling me that I am the one who needs to get along. In disunity I miss out on God's blessing. I miss out on the sweetness of life. I miss out on what God wants to do in my life.
Hey now. Don't think you are not in this too. Let's all get along. Let us forgive and remove offenses from our hearts. Let's trade ugly for beautiful.
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