Thursday, August 22, 2013

Alright, Okay, You Win

“The Lord said, I have indeed seen the misery of my people in Egypt.  I have heard them crying out because of their slave drivers, and I am concerned about their suffering.”  Exodus 3:7

                Today I’d like to punch the devil in the face.  I desperately want to use the gifts and talents God has given me yet it’s like He has something up His sleeve.  It’s probably the gift of obedience, or patience or some other gift I am certain I didn’t ask for and would rather exchange.  Lately, I have been pursuing what I want to do, seeing if God will follow.  (I know, it’s backwards)  I took all the tests I had to take in order to teach out of the state where I got my certificate yet I still haven’t heard a peep about a job.  I was the one pursuing, driving myself bonkers when I should just have Him lead me. 
                It is the miserable times of my chronic pain that are so challenging.  You know, like the everyday bad vs. me in the ring giving the devil the black eye.  Somehow my hope is God can use this misery for His glory.  Sometimes a bad mood trickles into my life and becomes a raging torrent. 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KQDEdr_fcB4  Yeah, pretty much like this guy. 

I have a feeling the lesson He’s trying to teach is I need to rely on Him more and less on me pushing to get a job when I already know I am going to be miserable in pain on a daily basis and most likely a “Monster” to my own kids when I get home.  One of these days the devil will learn his lesson.  The more he hits me, the more I’m going to turn it to God’s purposes.  He may whisper in my ear, “You’re not going to make it.”  Well, liar, liar, pants on fire.  I’m still here, praising God and I will be praising Him in my glorified body one day. 

Monday, July 8, 2013

Big Boss Man


 


We have so little energy as it is, why are we fighting our own battles?


”In still another battle, which took place at Gath, there was a huge man with six fingers on each hand and six toes on each foot. . . . When he taunted Israel, Jonathan son of Shimeah, David’s brother, killed him” (2 Samuel 21: 20-21)

I turned off my alarm and sat in bed for a minute. Dear Lord, I have no energy to get out of bed today. I am so overwhelmed by my health and finances, how am I going to make it through  another day? This was a regular prayer for me over several months as I battled (yet again) fatigue, migraine and neck pain.

I wasn’t able to eat much and yet I was expected to work, do the housework and entertain the kids.  Exhaustion was an understatement.

I knew I couldn’t conquer these battles on my own–yet I kept God on the shelf, unwilling to surrender my fears to Him. King David and his battle with the Philistines was such a good reminder for me. Who was it that gave David and his mighty men the strength to fight those giants?  God.

Who was it that helped David conquer the land? God. Those men relied on God so much that you don’t hear of them being fearful before battle at all. They knew their God was bigger than any of those giants and they ended up killing 5 including Goliath. Wow!

After reading that passage, I knew I needed to ask God’s forgiveness for relying on myself instead of Him. I finally had to give over my desires to God for Him to take care of.  This battle is not my own.  What giants are you facing right now? Take a minute today to pray and relinquish the Giants in your life to Him.

Is God fighting the battle for you or are you doing all the work?

 

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

A Hundred Years From Now

On my way into work I prayed that I might see Jesus. As the day went along I made a frightened child laugh, calmed an anxious co-worker and enjoyed the friendship of those around me. On the way home I thanked God for answering my prayer. All day long I saw Jesus and I saw him in the most unexpected place. I saw him in me.
 
 “And we, who with unveiled faces all reflect the Lord’s glory, are being transformed into his likeness with ever-increasing glory. . . Since through God’s mercy we have this ministry, we do not lose heart” (2 Corinthians 3:18-4:1).

Sometimes I get so used to the pain that I miss the daily signs of Jesus in my world, His blessings every single day. I can be a way Jesus makes Himself visible, not only to others but to myself.  God can show Himself through me even in my more limited abilities gives new hope and meaning to my life. God is confirming that even in my weaknesses His Spirit is still living and working within me.

In my last post I asked for prayers about a big decision I was facing.  I was debating whether or not to return to work full-time.  I began working as the instructional support teacher. I am filling in for the teacher who is on maternity leave. I absolutely love this position, it’s a dream come true.  I help kids who are struggling in Math and Reading, definitely my cup of tea.  The chronic pain is still a daily battle, even more a struggle than when I was able to rest when necessary at home.  I break out in hives several times a day due to the anxiety and pain.  I feel as though this is where I am supposed to be so I have to depend on God more than ever before to get me through every single day.

Thursday, February 28, 2013

My Desert Serenade

Is He faithful to help me accomplish His wishes for my life, or am I trying to do what I wish?
“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.  They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.”  Lamentations 3:22-23
Some days are more difficult than others.  It’s easy to feel consumed by the physical, financial and family needs.  Yet I can testify that the verse above remains true.  He never fails me.  His compassions never end.  When I wake in the morning and the thought runs through my head-how am I going to face another day (without an iv of caffeine) He’s right there.  He’s the one giving me strength I need.  He is faithful.
Some days I wake up as tired as I was the night before when I went to bed and I think I can’t do this again.  I have to decide if my circumstances will choose my attitude.  He remains faithful as I can only depend on Him.  Some days that begin the hardest tend to be the most productive.  Let me clarify.  It’s not like it used to be, productive in that I have an HGTV decorated home, a Rachael Ray cooked dinner, a June Cleaver mommy mentality or even finish one errand on my list.   The truth is maybe I am productive in that I listened to someone who was hurting, spent the day in bed (without feeling guilty) or simply rested in prayer.
His promise remains true.  “Great is thy faithfulness.”  Even when I can only rely on Him to take care of everything and wonder how things are going to get done.  Some lessons are hard to learn but I am still his student and I am so thankful that His compassion never leaves and is new every morning. 

Monday, February 25, 2013

Clean Up Your Own Backyard

Before I knew it was a hip, pinteresty thing to do, I loved refurbishing furniture, breathing new life into a piece of tattered, worn out rubbish.  With a glue gun, spray paint and some creativity, I’m pretty sure I could paint the town in a more flattering hue with polka dots and bling.  Now, I’m revisiting this form of therapy big time.  As I was revamping a piece in particular this week, I had to literally wash away the debris and unmentionables from previous owners (who apparently loved animals) before I could sand down to the original wood.  I was flabbergasted as it dawned on me; this is what I must look like to God.  He knows I’m not junk, even though sometimes I place myself in that pile.  As I washed and sanded, sprayed and primed, unable to rest until the final product was in sight, I heard God remind me that “He doesn’t make junk.”

Psalm 139:14 "I praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made."

I do know that God sees value in me and that He’s created me to be the way I am, for a reason–but just then, I hadn’t been seeing much reason or purpose in my life at all. It was one of those “God things” when God’s words came just at the right time and were a powerful wake-up call.
God doesn’t make junk–so I need to be living as if my life is not junk. There are problems I face, but I have also been incredibly blessed.  Life is what I make it; treasure or junk.  After I wallowed for a bit, I got up, dusted off my pride and I am figuring out how to overcome what I can and live with what is left.  Life may not return to what it once was but it is still most precious of all objects.  I don’t want mine to become debris.   

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OR7VOKQ0xJY

Every day is still a battle as I decide what is most important. Lately, I forge through the pain, tired of living life on the couch.  I may pay for it the next day, but in the moment, it feels good just to live life.  Please join me in prayer as I am trying to make a huge decision.  I’d rather not disclose information yet as it’s just on the cusp and I haven’t fully grasped the fortitude of everything yet.  Right now, I just need wisdom to know what is best for my family and my health.  Thanks in advance!


Monday, February 11, 2013

Bitter They Are Harder They Fall



Lately, my friends and family have been going through their own ordeals.  Many are in pain physically.  Some are struggling through money issues.  A few are dealing with family anguish. In our daily lives, I see a wide variety of ways we are all dealing with turmoil.  There is whining, crying, anger and most often, denial.  The world would say, ‘whatever works.’ 
 
One benefit of walking through this valley is I am able to reach out to others when they are hurting.  How will I do that in good conscious, with others seeing me deal with this on a daily basis if I am discontent and whining, not realizing He is walking through this with me?

It feels like God is teaching me where it is acceptable to be content, and where I need to brawl with discontentment.  You cannot buy contentment, marry it, see it, roll it on, eat or drink it, drive it, yet it is something you must have to live a satisfying life.  Every day I seem to face this battle.  I admit, some days, I have an inner temper tantrum.  Why?  I am not content.   To be content, you have to stop looking around and get on your knees and look up!

 Philippians 4:11-13
11 I am not saying this because I am in need, for I have learned to be content whatever the circumstances. 12 I know what it is to be in need, and I know what it is to have plenty. I have learned the secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want. 13 I can do all this through him who gives me strength.
How may this unbroken contentment be obtained? Paul's description of his own life, gives us a hint as to the way he reached it. He says, "I have learned to be content. It did not come naturally to him, any more than it does to the rest of us, to have peace in the heart, in time of external strife. This beautiful way of living did not come to him at once as a divine gift when he became a Christian. He was not miraculously helped to acquire contentment. It was not a special power granted to him as an apostle.

He tells us plainly in his old age, that he has "learned" it. This means that he was not always able to say, "I am content in any state." This was an attainment of his later years, and he reached it by struggle and by discipline, by learning in the school of Christ, just as all of us have to learn it if we ever do, and as any of us may learn it if we will.  Surely everyone who desires to grow into spiritual beauty should seek to learn this lesson. Discontent is a miserable fault. It grieves God, for it springs from a lack of faith in him. It destroys one's own heart-peace; discontented people are always unhappy.  Besides all this, discontent casts shadows on the lives of others. One discontented person in a family often makes a whole household miserable. If not for our own sake, we should at least for the sake of others learn to be content. We have no right to cast shadows on other lives.

When we have such trials, why should we not sweetly accept them as part of God's best way with us?  Discontent never made a rough path smoother, a heavy burden lighter, a bitter cup less bitter, a dark way brighter, a sorrow less sore.  It only makes matters worse.  Those who accept with patience what he cannot change, has learned the secret of successful living. 
 What is contentment?  Contentment means an "independence of external circumstances and often means the state of one who supports himself without aid from others."  A content person supports himself, does not complain, does not claim victim status, rejoices no matter what, is humble, has enough and displays gratitude.  The word indicates an inward self-sufficiency, as opposed to the lack or the desire of outward things.  They are self-contained.  The content person doesn't need more.  He is blessed.  He is a person needing nothing, lacking nothing, wanting nothing, desiring nothing, running after nothing.  However, our being "self-contained" is not based on human strength, but on the indwelling of Christ.  Christian contentment is based on God dwelling within us.                          
So, how can we be content when things are not fair? How can we be content when nothing is perfect? It is because we have Christ in us. Our contentment is not based on comfort, circumstances, possessions, or other people, but in Christ!  God would have us look to Him when we are in pain.  It is with God’s mercy and salvation that we have relief from our pain.  We may never find physical or mental relief in this life.  But, we will surely get it in the next. 
May we always turn to the Lord for relief from our pain and may we always look forward to the day when we will finally be in His arms forever.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2ErCd5Huoas



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Wednesday, February 6, 2013

There'll Be Peace in the Valley For Me

What a whirlwind this year has already been.  We have been through things we have not expected, or wanted.  But there have been many blessings and surprises along the way too.  I wonder what I would choose if it was left entirely up to me.  Would I choose a life of being whole and without pain and health problems?  Would I choose a life of no worries and total security? 
“She is clothed with strength and dignity and laughs without fear of the future.” Proverbs 31:25 I picture myself in this verse with a group of girlfriends, sipping tea, pinkies poised British style with our heads thrown back guffawing at the mere notion of tomorrow.  Fear? What fear?  I laugh in the face of fear.  Probably not how the scripture was intended, but that’s my mind machinery. 
At times, fear grips me.  Will I have to take pain meds the rest of my life in order to function?    Will I ever be able to sing again? Will I ever be able to be “normal” again?  (Of course, I was never normal in the first place.)  It becomes overwhelming.   When I feel the pain begin to flare in my neck, it sometimes triggers a full- fledged panic attack.  My mind begins to freak out.  I have to literally turn the anxiety into a gift.  I have to choose peace. 
Fear of the future can take over and cause me to forget that God will take care of me.  It reminds me of preppers.  You know, people who are preparing for the zombie apocalypse, or the end.  Storing away guns, food, water, anything essential for survival when civilization ends due to financial collapse, government… I think there are those with afflictions and disabilities that live with a similar mindset, a fear or dread of the future.  We expect the worst; live in a state of gloom.  It’s not a healthy mindset and this attitude is robbing us of the hope and possibilities of the future. We may suffer terrible things in the here-and-now, and the days ahead could bring us trouble, but by the way some Christians act, you would think they are orphans alone on the earth with an absentee heavenly Father.  We are neither alone nor orphaned, and even if we suffer, we have someone helping us through the hard days and nights.
 Every day when we rise out of bed could be our last day on earth, and we have a choice each day, especially those of us living with affliction. We can lament our circumstances and live in dread and fear, or we can love, show kindness to others, and offer others compassion despite our pain and suffering. In other words, we can be “Jesus” to a fearful and unbelieving world.