When I think of the significance of Holy Week, I am left without adequate words to express my gratitude to Christ. The weight of what Jesus did renders me speechless. Yet I search for words to tell Him I am thankful that He fulfilled the Father’s plan, a plan that helped me escape eternal damnation and gave me hope for an amazing future. A plan that continues to demonstrate His abundant love for me and for you.
“For God so loved the world, that he gave his only Son, that whoever believes in him should not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but in order that the world might be saved through him. – John 3:16-17
I recently heard a Christian boldly proclaiming ultimatums for his godly service. “I will do this, I won’t do that. I will only be involved if…..it’s done my way.” (That is basically what was being said.)
This idea is so foreign to me! Who are we to determine the conditions for our godly service?
God in His love for us made an ultimate sacrifice of a humiliating death on a Roman cross. A costly gesture to buy our freedom. How can we not be willing to be stretched out of our comfort zones in service for Him?
When did worship become all about us? Why did worship become all about us? Shouldn’t it be all about Him?
Lord I thank you for time to write and time to read. I thank you for quiet moments at 3am when everyone is asleep and it’s just you and me. Still moments without interruption. Moments to think and process and just be alone in your presence.
And Lord, I thank you for busy moments when the sun rises and rouses our family. Moments when the washer and dryer run continuously and children make messes faster than I can clean them. Times when there is no silence, but only noise. Moments where questions are endless and laughter is contagious.
Lord I thank you for life!
Last fall I did quite a bit of traveling: A mission trip to Honduras, missionary paperwork in Texas, support raising and visiting family in Tennessee.
While in Tennessee, my aunt asked me if I had ever been homesick. I thought about it for a while and then replied, “I’m sure that I have, but I just can’t remember exactly when.” Since she asked, that question has been rolling around in my mind and it took me until just recently to remember a time when I was indeed homesick.
I was 18 years old and fulfilling one of my dreams by working at summer camp. As an only child I was not accustom to being around people 24/7. At this time, no one had cell phones or e-mail, so communication with friends and family was few and far between. I was miserable and desperately wanted to go home! To top that off, I knew that I was perhaps the worse counselor the camp had ever seen and I was utterly embarrassed of my situation.
I haven’t thought of that experience in years. Fortunately time has a way of dulling our memories and healing our hearts. And through each difficult experience God strengthens and matures us.
Today when I travel I experience a different level of homesickness. In Honduras, I missed being around my husband and children. In Texas, I missed sleeping in my own bed and the comfort of being in our home. When leaving Tennessee I got a lump in my throat and teared up at the thought of not knowing when I would see my mom & aunt again. As I looked out the window of the plane I wondered when I would again take in the beauty of the Smokey Mountains. Upon arriving to Mexico, I had that overwhelming feeling hit me of how far away from family we live.
But there is yet another kind of homesickness which I experience. It is the desire to live life enveloped in the Lord’s presence. A place where sickness and death no longer exist and peace abounds. A forever home for my soul. One day I’ll dance in the presence of my savior and for sure never be homesick again.
#longingforhome #homesickforheaven #christianmaturity
Why do we consider man as the solution to our problems, the answer to our situation? We admire man’s success and emulate his efforts. But it makes little sense to struggle and yearn, spending maximum effort seeking answers in places where answers can not be found? How is it that we would rather trust our fate to our own efforts or put our trust in man instead of trusting The Almighty Omnipotent God, Creator of Heaven and Earth? Just because man is easier for us to see, he appears more tangible and consequently we choose to rely on him. Unfortunately, our perception betrays us. We cannot correctly see the entire eternal picture. Do you not know that invisible things are everlasting and the things we catch sight of are merely transient? (2 Corinthians 4:18) When we discern clearly, we understand that only God can meet our needs and can do so according to His riches in glory. (Philippians 4:19) Why then would we expectantly search anywhere apart from Him? In Jesus we find all the answers to our needs. It is He who is able to do far more abundantly than we can ask or think. (Ephesians 3:20) If these words be true, we should spend less time looking to man and more time seeking God. “Let us then with confidence draw near to the throne of grace, that we may receive mercy and find grace to help in time of need.” (Hebrews 4:16)
Rejoice always, pray without ceasing, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you. – 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
The crash came out of nowhere. We weren’t expecting to be hit. We didn’t see him coming. As the screech of the tires and the impact was made all I could think of was Thank God we’re all alright.
We were turning left across traffic. There was no one coming toward us. I looked in the rear view mirror and the cars behind me were slowing. I put on my turn signal and turned. As I did, WHAM, we were hit from behind by a man passing in the no pass zone.
It was our day together, me and the girls. Life had been busy, so I scheduled some time for us to spend together. Three hours later we were finally wrapping up the details of the accident. It was 3:30 as we walked in the restaurant for lunch. We talked and laughed and enjoyed our time together. We even got to try out a new restaurant, one beside the crash site.
Turns out the my car is drive able. There’s some body work that will need to be done. I’ll have my mechanic check out any alignment damage and our life will move on.
The girls and I went for ice cream and in the evening we met Rodney at the park. We walked and paddle boarded in the lake enjoying the magnificent pink sunset together as a family. As we drove home Genesis said, “thanks mom for spending the day with us, it was a good day.”
All the crash was forgotten although because of it, we were more thankful and joyful that we were all together, safe and sound. We serve a mighty God who is able to do more than we could ask or imagine and I praise Him for giving us peace and joy in the midst of difficult circumstances.
The other day I was having a conversation with a friend who was talking about the power of the Holy Spirit. He was wondering what he could do to see more of God’s power exhibited in his ministry. As I listened to him talk about holiness, prayer and setting one’s self apart for God, I began to wonder. As a missionary what should our goal or focus be?
Missionary’s days are filled with opportunities to help people. In fact it is easy to allow blessing people and meeting their needs to over shadow listening attentively to and following God’s voice.
As missionaries we examine ourselves, wondering if we are doing enough. Are we working enough, praying hard enough, giving enough. Are people coming to Jesus because of what we are doing.
And often we begin to focus on having more of God’s power exhibited in our lives instead of just having more of God in our lives. We focus on what we can do for God, what we want to do for God and what God can do for us, instead of simply focusing on doing God’s will.
Oswald Chambers said, “The goal of the missionary is to do God’s will, not to be useful or to win the lost.” His statement interest me, mainly because we often think that a missionary should be useful and should win the lost. Although those are good things, the most important thing that should consume our time is Doing God’s Will. When I meditate on this phrase “The goal of a missionary is to do God’s will.” I know that doing God’s will should be our utmost priority. It’s amazing how doing good things often overshadow doing these most important things.
Sure everyone wants to do loftily things for God. In fact, it is often much easier to do something where God’s power is clearly exhibited through us, than to do the simplest thing he has asked of us with excellence. It is easy to want to do something great for The Lord, but what happens when He asks us to follow Him in a direction we do not want to go?
Doing His will means that at times loftily actions will be swallowed up in simply doing life’s mundane things with excellence for His Glory.
Excerpt From: Chambers, Oswald. “My Utmost for His Highest.” September 23
#godswill #moreofgod #missionarygoal