This morning I wobbled to the laundry room with an armload of laundry only to be greeted by a spider. Again. I think the same one, but you know they all look alike. I pondered a minute about that spider. What possible purpose could he/she serve? She's right up there with snakes, mosquitos and the like. They are all part of God's wonderful creation, though, and the Lord does not create anything by accident. Critters included. In that moment, I pondered even deeper (still holding an armload of stinky laundry). I was just reminded gently by that same Creator that I still have purpose. As long as I live and breathe, I have purpose. Dearly beloved, so do you! If you are reading this please know that there is a divine reason you are alive and in this wonderful world! We KNOW that, but to be reminded doesn't hurt.
When you fulfill one purpose, don't worry. Your loving heavenly Father will give you another one! As I go through seasons of life from changing diapers to whatever else He has for me, I am assured that He is not finished with me! Be encouraged!
I didn't dare squash this spider that, unbeknownst to her, became a visual aid for the Lord this morning. So I named her. Sadie. Sadie watched from her perch on the wall as I put that load of laundry into the washer and on some crazy level, Sadie and I connected. HA! I think the Lord got a kick out that.
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Tuesday, October 20, 2009
A few things I've learned....
I’ve learned that no matter how hard a day I’ve had, my calico greeting me at the door with a tail-hug around my ankles makes it all better.
I’ve learned that a cheese burger, fries and REAL Dr. Pepper is ok once in awhile.
I’ve learned that even after moving away from life-long friends and family, I can find my place in the Metroplex.
I’ve learned that when a snake is in your house all you have to do is scream really loud and spray him with the nearest aerosol; even if it’s hairspray.
I’ve learned it’s not such a bad thing if I don’t recycle every single time. It’s ok not to feel guilty about throwing a plastic bottle in the garbage rather than the blue bin in the garage.
I’ve learned that old socks, a raggedy robe and a hot cup of peppermint tea do wonders for the soul on a cold North Texas day.
I’ve learned that grape jelly fingerprints on the frig are the signatures of healthy children who have food.
I’ve learned that my car is cleaner now than when I had little ones but the Happy Meal boxes, spelling tests and crayons rolling around on the floor are sorely missed.
I’ve learned the smell of Old Spice After Shave will always bring back sweet memories of my daddy.
I’ve learned that expensive candles are not necessary for aroma therapy. Banana nut bread baking in the oven, my babies after a bath, and a spring rain on freshly mown grass are all I need.
I’ve learned that sitting in the hot tub outside while it’s snowing is really, really cool!
I’ve learned that your little sister can also be your very best friend.
I’ve learned that the smell of Jergen’s lotion reminds me of my mom.
I’ve learned I can cry and laugh at exactly the same time.
I’ve learned that memories of hard times fade and memories of good times are always fresh on my heart.
I’ve learned that in all seasons of my life the Lord is already there, patiently waiting as I stumble toward my latter years which He has promised will be greater even than my former ones!
I’ve learned that a cheese burger, fries and REAL Dr. Pepper is ok once in awhile.
I’ve learned that even after moving away from life-long friends and family, I can find my place in the Metroplex.
I’ve learned that when a snake is in your house all you have to do is scream really loud and spray him with the nearest aerosol; even if it’s hairspray.
I’ve learned it’s not such a bad thing if I don’t recycle every single time. It’s ok not to feel guilty about throwing a plastic bottle in the garbage rather than the blue bin in the garage.
I’ve learned that old socks, a raggedy robe and a hot cup of peppermint tea do wonders for the soul on a cold North Texas day.
I’ve learned that grape jelly fingerprints on the frig are the signatures of healthy children who have food.
I’ve learned that my car is cleaner now than when I had little ones but the Happy Meal boxes, spelling tests and crayons rolling around on the floor are sorely missed.
I’ve learned the smell of Old Spice After Shave will always bring back sweet memories of my daddy.
I’ve learned that expensive candles are not necessary for aroma therapy. Banana nut bread baking in the oven, my babies after a bath, and a spring rain on freshly mown grass are all I need.
I’ve learned that sitting in the hot tub outside while it’s snowing is really, really cool!
I’ve learned that your little sister can also be your very best friend.
I’ve learned that the smell of Jergen’s lotion reminds me of my mom.
I’ve learned I can cry and laugh at exactly the same time.
I’ve learned that memories of hard times fade and memories of good times are always fresh on my heart.
I’ve learned that in all seasons of my life the Lord is already there, patiently waiting as I stumble toward my latter years which He has promised will be greater even than my former ones!
Sunday, October 18, 2009
The Armor
I was reading my Bible this morning and listening to worship music being played quietly in the background. Isaiah is where I’ve “camped” the last week or so. I love Isaiah and have read the words of this prophet many times, but today I saw something I do not recall having seen before.
In chapter 59, he talks about there being no justice in the land. He looked and was amazed that no one was doing anything about it. So what did our loving Lord do? He stepped in! Now, what struck me is what He did before going into battle. He Himself put on the amour of God! (vs 17) He put on righteousness as His body amour and placed the helmet of salvation on His head. However, here is where our wardrobe differs: He also clothed Himself in a robe of vengeance (something we cannot do) and wrapped himself in a cloak of divine passion. He changed His clothes to fight for His loved ones! That’s us, beloved!
I put my Bible down to let that marinate a bit. Hmm. While I do not completely understand it, I believe it and receive it. The only differences in our “fatigues” is the robe of vengeance and the cloak of divine passion. Vengeance is His, but would I ever love to have one of those cloaks of divine passion! I submit to you that we can! Why not? He never said in His Word “Passion is Mine, thus saith the Lord!” I think I’m going shopping for a new jacket. A passionate one. I know He wants us to have passion and I am convinced He is ready to present us with a hand-made cloak of divine passion if we just ask. I’m asking the Father for one. Will you?
In chapter 59, he talks about there being no justice in the land. He looked and was amazed that no one was doing anything about it. So what did our loving Lord do? He stepped in! Now, what struck me is what He did before going into battle. He Himself put on the amour of God! (vs 17) He put on righteousness as His body amour and placed the helmet of salvation on His head. However, here is where our wardrobe differs: He also clothed Himself in a robe of vengeance (something we cannot do) and wrapped himself in a cloak of divine passion. He changed His clothes to fight for His loved ones! That’s us, beloved!
I put my Bible down to let that marinate a bit. Hmm. While I do not completely understand it, I believe it and receive it. The only differences in our “fatigues” is the robe of vengeance and the cloak of divine passion. Vengeance is His, but would I ever love to have one of those cloaks of divine passion! I submit to you that we can! Why not? He never said in His Word “Passion is Mine, thus saith the Lord!” I think I’m going shopping for a new jacket. A passionate one. I know He wants us to have passion and I am convinced He is ready to present us with a hand-made cloak of divine passion if we just ask. I’m asking the Father for one. Will you?
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