I Know why...

I have a sister that has become nocturnal in her habits.
She sleeps all day and then in the night, under the cover of darkness she begins to move about.  This seems to be the time she finds to go about her day - accomplishing whatever task she has a mind to do.  It drives my mom bonkers. :-) and has caused many questions to be asked with no answers. Why,  we would ask ourselves, does this girl sleep all day?  Why does she not get up?

Then it occurred to me that maybe sleeping away the hours of the day that she is alone is easier for her.  Perhaps this makes the hours of being alone more tolerable to bear as she is for the most of it - asleep.  It makes sense that you cannot wallow in self woe if you are knocked out and unaware.  I suppose we can call it the blissful oblivion of sleep.  She wont have to find a way to fill the silence of the house with noise.  She wont have to hear the screams from her thoughts asking is this my life?  The hours of being awake before someone gets home is less when she finally arises from her slumber.  The day is done.

Now I don't know if I am wrong or right. I never discussed this with her and chances are I never will.  I wonder now how many people are doing the same thing?  How many people are sleeping away life in an effort to avoid the harshness of their reality? I suppose they will say its easier, but is it really?  Does it make any difference?  Do they wake up right or is the reality still the same?  Does the  circumstance remain unchanged awaiting the moment of wakeful consciousness?

Those answers I cannot provide.  However, I do know that what my sister (and all of us really), needs to do is to press into God.  Jehovah understands what I don't and His compassion never runs out.  He is the answer to her quest for a life that remains hidden and inaccessible to her.  He holds the light that is needed to pierce the darkness she escapes to time and again.  He is the one that gives sweet rest, even while we are wide awake.  He is really the only One who knows why she sleeps.  Oh Holy Father, speak to her even now in Jesus name. Amen.

Freed to be a Witness

In the bible there are many instances where people who were in prison were set free. In Acts 5, the disciples were going about doing the work of God. The sick were healed and the glory of God was seen. They became a threat to others. Once again the religious sect was afraid and so they laid hands on them to lock them away.  But in the night an angel of the Lord opened the gates of the prison and taking them out he said,


"Go stand and speak to the people in the temple the whole message of this Life."


They were freed to be a witness.  Friends you have also been set free. The bible says that we can stand in the liberty where Christ has set you free.  He who the son sets free is free indeed.  However, it is not just to be self serving.  It is not to be mute with your gift of salvation.  No my dear friends.  It is so that you can tell others your story; your experience with Christ; tell others what you see, what you hear and what you know. 


So tell me, who knows your salvation story?  It is time my friends to tell somebody.

Combatting fear

I believe in God.
I believe in God the healer.
I believe that healing is the children's bread.
I believe that by Jesus' stripes I have healing.
I believe that God heals me of all my diseases and I will not forget His benefit plan.
I believe.
I believe.
Lord help my unbelief.

I'm battling fear even as I type with hands that burn me.
My condition they have said is carpal tunnel problems. The nature of my desk job has caused my right hand in particular to go numb and burn when I use it for extended periods. Simple things like combing my hair, writing or typing on this insanely small screen causes me problems. I have to stop and try to give my hands rest so as to regain normal sensation. This is my issue and I fear what will happen as the days become years. I worry about tomorrow and I fear not being able to use my hands. I realize that to some this seems silly and inconsequential. Maybe it is and I am up in arms about nothing. Yet I ask you to bear with me as I bear with you.

Your issue may be different but whatever it is causes fear to lace through your thoughts. How do we combat against this feeling that God did not give to us? How do we operate in the power love and sound mind that is our portion from Christ? For me I have come clean with God. I didn't even know what I was feeling was fear until now. I have brought it before God and laid it out for Him to help me  conquer. I am reminding myself of what He said regarding my healing. There is a word for your situation. There is verse or two that you can lay claim to that will aid you to get rid of fear.

Friends the battle is real but I already know that we are victorious. Thanks be to God who always causes us to triumph in His name; Who always causes us to win!

Messed up in God's hands

A couple Sundays ago I was listening to a preacher's sermon on Jeremiah 18:1-5. God had sent him to the potter's house to see an illustration of the people of Israel and Himself. I've read it before and you can read it on your own as well. This time I realized something I never took notice of before - we can be messed up in God's hands.

Now this is not to say or even imply that this is God's deficiency or inability to keep us right. This is to say that even as we are on our Christian journey we go off course.  We mess up and become not as he intended. Why? Because even in His hands we want to do our own thing. We want to rebel. We want to choose our own way. At least this has been my issue many a time.

So here is the truth. Sin, our departure from Gods way and perfect design, causes deformity of the spirit. We basically need the potter to remold us and as the Pastor pointed out it is not painless. There has to be a breaking apart. The cracks and brokenness requires God to once again bring us down to just clay in order to rework us.  We need to be pliant in his hands and it will have to be done by breaking us down again. Then He has to refine us. The reshaping has to be set by fire. Ouch! Then we are placed away for the curing process. Put aside on a shelf but not forgotten by God.

I don't know what you are experiencing right this minute but I still want to encourage you. God doesn't throw you out when you are messed up. God doesn't say that's it garbage for you. He doesn't leave us in the mess but by His own hands he remolds, reshapes, restores and repurposes. So don't call yourself out. Don't try to get off His potters wheel. Stay put and go through. Being messed up in God's hands is the best place to be. He takes your mess and reshapes it for the message.

Waiting on God

I don't know you and I probably will never meet you. 


On the other hand, if I do know you, please do me a favor and never repeat this to me.


So I am single.  I have been single for quite some time - over a decade with no dates or hook ups. Now I am a little selective in who I would choose.  However, there has been no one on the list to choose from.  No.  Don't feel sorry for me. I am not upset.  I am waiting.


I am waiting on God to prepare me for that husband to find me.  He that findeth a wife, findeth a good thing.  Therefore I need to be found.  Yes this is so not what the world outside the pages of my bible dictates.  In fact, you may even just now have rolled your eyes and think old fashioned biddy. 


That's fine.


Okay so while I am waiting on God can I confess to no-one in particular something.  I have been so desiring of a kiss.  Oh my goodness.  I was thinking to myself I so would love to be married so I can kiss my husband without guilt and fear of taking it beyond righteousness and holiness.  I laugh as I think it is a bit silly but hey, that is what I feel.  My reality is my reality. :-)


Will I act on this desire of mine?  No.  I am waiting on God.

Something New

I am learning something new.  Now while I am not that old (unless you ask my 9y/o niece) so I can still teachable.  Then again so is my Embrace Sister who is well into her 80s and defies the old (no pun intended), saying "you cant teach an old dog new trick". 


So anyway, I am learning how to speak to my twenty-two year old son in his language. Puzzled?  Don't be.  I am simply learning how to speak to my son as a man.  Have you ever heard that men need respect and women need to hear about love?  God made no mistakes when he made them male and female. The truth is we are not the same and I never really paid attention to our differences until now. 


Now, I am armed with inside knowledge from a Doctor Emerson who is giving me the language to communicate effectively and without disrespecting him as I have often done.  In the first few chapters of the book I had checked off everything on the what not to do list - done!  This was definitely not my finest moment and the temptation to feel like a failure was strong and real.  In my mind I ran through the many years and wrestled at how many times I had failed to give him honor and respect. 


I am singing the song loud and off key R E S P E C T - find out what it means to me!!!! Only this was his song and I never heard it.  I had tuned him out and denied him of his manly need.  Oi!


Okay so I can't change yesterday but I can stop the bleeding today.  I can learn something new and by George I am gonna give it all I got.  Doc Emerson's book Mother and Son the Respect Effect will become very good friends.  Go ahead and give it a try...its worth it to learn something new.


https://loveandrespect.info/mother-and-son-the-respect-effect

One Day At A Time

Recently I did a talk on the topic One Day At A Time.  It was then that I realized something...I was never in the moment.  I was either looking back on days spent or casting my eyes too far ahead.  I missed out on the moments that I was in; the gift of the present.  I was not taking each day one at a time. 


Does that sound like your life?  Missing out on the things right before your eyes?  My friend let us not do this to ourselves anymore.  In fact let us be intentional to be present.  You. Me. Right here.  Right now.  Living out this day and leaving all our tomorrows in God's hands.  Don't you remember that He alone stands at the beginning and the end of our lives?


We can trust Him.  We can be content taking it our day one at a time. :-)