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In the Bathroom

Today’s Reading: 1 Corinthians 14:1-16:24

Let all that you do be done in love. 1 Corinthians 16:14

Well, I just got back from the Walk to Emmaus and boy, are my feet tired!

That was a joke someone told during joke time at the Walk, having no idea just how true is was for me as I stood on the other side of the curtain separating the kitchen from the dining room where they were telling the jokes. However, more than my aching feet is my aching soul. I feel so empty and dry right now. I’m exhausted in every possible way that someone can be exhausted. I have hurt in every possible way that someone can hurt, and honestly right now I’m done. I’ve had it. And the worst part is that it’s my kids that are taking the brunt of my frustration at the moment. I was gone all weekend long, they missed their Mommy terribly. And it’s obvious by how much they want (and need) from me now. Yet I have nothing left to give them! I gave it all to the women on the walk. I feel horribly mean and I’m terribly frustrated by it. I’ve got Mommy guilt, where I know I need to take time for myself to re-charge by allowing God to fill me up so that I can be the mom He wants me to be and the mom my kids need for me to be; yet I feel guilty for taking that time because I know they’ve missed me and want me NOW. I have spent all morning and half the afternoon on the couch between sleep and half consciousness. At one point I REALLY had to go to the bathroom but when I started thinking about everything involved in the process, getting up and walking across the room, I decided it just wasn’t worth the effort yet. I’ve been hungry, and haven’t gotten up to fix anything because it was going to be too much work. To say I’m tired really barely covers the surface of how I feel. However, “sore”, pretty much gets to the point. I’m sore in places I didn’t know could even get sore.

All morning my daughter kept asking for me to take her outside and push her in her swing and I kept telling her no until finally I couldn’t take the Mommy guilt anymore and caved to her request. I rolled off the couch onto the floor, where I collapsed in a heap from exhaustion. Moving was worse than I expected it to be. I willed myself to get to the bathroom where I could at least relieve my poor full bladder. I looked at my clothes hanging on the hook on the wall and decided, “Nope, not worth the effort of getting dressed to go outside. All the neighbors are at work right now anyway, who cares if I’m wearing bright yellow Spongebob pajama pants outside at two in the afternoon?” (I don’t even like Spongebob, they were a $5 deal that I couldn’t pass up.) I came out of the bathroom and realized that I now had to put on my shoes… the objects of torture from the weekend, the reminder of the excruciating pain I had endured for the sake of love. I cried. Seriously, I sat on the edge of the couch, looking at my gray and pink tennis shoes and wept. I fell over into the pillow at the end of the couch and sobbed into it, “Lord, do I have to go out already? I don’t want to! I don’t want to put my shoes on again. I know it won’t hurt my feet this time like it did before, but I don’t want to remember that pain so quickly. Right now I just want to sleep and forget it. I want to rest and recover, not push through it. I’m tired and I don’t want to keep going. The last time I loved it hurt so terribly, I’m afraid to love like that again. Yes it was an honor and a privilege, but it hurt! My spirit is oh so willing to go outside and play with my daughter who loves me and makes me smile, but right now my body is so weak. I’m weary. I’m tired. I don’t want to.” “You can” is all He said. It was all that was necessary. So through tear-filled eyes I wearily sat up and pulled on my shoes, I stood up and walked resolutely outside with Anna bounding like a bouncing ball behind me laughing. Ahhhhh….. the energy of youth!

Anna, of course, beat me to the swing and was shouting impatiently “Hurry up Mommy” from the across the yard and I did my best to try and keep the harshness out of my tone when I told her I was coming. It’s not her fault I’m tired and struggling to be nice right now. As I stood behind her and pushed she yelled “Higher!” and so I pushed harder, as hard as I could at the moment anyway. Next she asks if I will go jump in the trampoline with her!!! It’s one thing to stand in one spot and push a swing it’s completely altogether another thing to JUMP on a trampoline! So I made a deal with her, I would sit on the trampoline with her while she jumped. While the swing was in the dense shade of our thickly leafed crabapple tree, the trampoline is almost completely in the bright sunlight of mid-day and once on it I remembered one of the ladies at the walk telling me about how to get the stains out of my heirloom apron. “Wash it and then lay it out in the sunlight and the stains will disappear”. I lay down on the trampoline with my little angel of a girl bouncing around me and prayed that God would wash me out and make the stains of pain disappear. As I lay there she began bouncing closer and closer to my head making it bounce painfully on the trampoline, more pain, I wept again. And I began telling God “I’m sorry Lord, I can’t do it. I don’t know what it is that I can’t do I just know that I can’t.” And it was in that moment I realized that I had been going through a test, and had just reached that moment of brokenness that used to take moments to get to, then hours, now apparently days. I’m still not sure what the test was about or what lessons I was supposed to learn through it, but I do know that I have been sweetly broken by the stretching hands of my Lord and love pushing me to become all that I can be, only through Him. Through this experience He is helping me to realize that I need my own time-outs when I know I’m done. That by taking time out just for me, I am benefitting everyone around me and not just myself.

How can you pour water from an empty cup? How can you squeeze soap from a dishcloth when it’s dry? You can’t! How can you love your family and serve them with your whole heart when you are so focused on your own pain and fatigue? You can’t. You will serve them in bitterness and resentment; they don’t need that, it would be better not to serve them at all. I came in from outside knowing what I needed. I needed time for me. I needed time with my Daddy, the fountain head, the place where the streams of living water find their own origin, from the throne of God Almighty, my Papa. I had been gaining my strength from Him all weekend through frequent restroom visits where I would pray and breathe and read the new book I had downloaded onto my phone right before I left. The only way that I survived the chaos and pain of the weekend was to take time for myself. And while the Enemy certainly did his best to make me feel guilty for it, I refused to let him, because I’ve learned what I need. I need alone time with my Savior and when I don’t get it then I can’t survive. Period.

However, the real test for me this weekend was surviving the test without any of my normal methods of coping with stress. I had no Bible, not even on my phone because the ap wouldn’t work! I was only allowed short breaks for the bathroom due to our overwhelming amount of work we had to do in the kitchen to cook for 60+ people, three meals a day for three days. HOWEVER, I still had the bathroom! God has taught me well how to use the bathroom. J I know that sounds funny, but it’s quite a useful tool for those in any kind of ministry or child care. I have found that when surrounded by people who need you and are under your care there are times where you just need to be alone with the Lord. Jesus Himself spent many a day surrounded by flocks of people, but at the end of a long day of ministry where did He go, somewhere quiet to pray alone. I have found that places like those are hard to find… because the people (and children) will follow you to those places rendering them useless. But the bathroom is a place where you can shut the door and those four walls are your sanctuary. Who cares if you’re actually using the toilet or not! There have been many a time where I have sought refuge in the only place I could find to be alone, a public restroom. While people, or my children may be only mere feet away from me, those four partial beige walls still separate me from the world at large like a force field shielding me from the world’s ability to suck me dry in ways I never expected. But there in the privacy of my very own bathroom stall no one can touch me. I’ve found if I’m quiet enough people don’t even know that I’m there and will even turn the lights out on me! (That was a lesson all on it’s own!) Yes, the bathroom, of all places, has become my mountain top, my sanctuary, my Mount of Olives if you will. No matter where I am or what I’m doing I know that there is always a bathroom nearby where I can escape from reality for a moment’s time and breathe in the breath of Life. Somewhere where I can steal a strengthening moment with God and dump on Him what is weighing so heavily upon my shoulders. Whether it be worries, fears, troubles, insecurities, you name it, He’s there… in the bathroom behind a closed stall door, waiting for me to come and unburden myself upon Him.

Yes my friends, love is a very interesting thing. Sometimes, to show my family how much I love them I have to deny them the thing that they want from me the most, so that I can give them the very thing that they need the most – Me. A happy, fulfilled, satisfied, content, loving me. And by writing that down I have come to realize that that is precisely what God does for us as well. At times He denies us the thing that we want the most in order to give us the very thing that we need the most – Him. Of all the things I have taken away from this weekend of service I will never forget how God was there for me… in the bathroom.

 

I just went onto Youtube to find a song to go with today’s devotional and before I could ever put the song I was looking for into the search box I was drawn to another song I’ve never even heard of on the side bar of “suggestions”. I clicked on the song and it is so perfect for today’s message of giving your burdens to God and finding Him in, of all places, the bathroom. So I typed the name of the song into the search box to find the lyrics because they were so beautiful and I didn’t want to miss any of them. When the results popped up one of them was a video of the artist explaining the story behind the song. Well of course I had to click on that!

Story behind the song.

Mighty Wave by Sarah Reeves

Now, stay with me here for a moment because I’m going to stretch you here a little. The imagery of this song and her dream are precisely the image of a toilet washing away our waste. Sarah’s image of an ocean wave is decidedly much more beautiful and romantic than my own, however, they are one in the same. When we are using the restroom as a place of solitude to meet with Jesus our bodies are doing the exact same thing that our souls are doing, getting rid of the things we don’t need! And when we flush we are sending them to the ocean…eventually anyway. Do you see what I’m trying to get at here though? If you see God’s arms surrounding you in an invisible force field instead of metal partial stall walls and doors. And the toilet as a basin of washing where a mighty wave comes and washes away, as far as the east is from the west, the things that were causing you pain and discomfort beforehand. Then that place can easily become a beautiful place for you to seek refuge. Like a garden retreat or the shore of an ocean. Never the less, even if in your mind it remains a mere bathroom stall and a toilet, as long as God is still there it’s all that matters. Because He is there waiting for you; waiting for you to come and set down the basket full of burdens that you have been carrying and dump them out onto His lap where He can wash them away with a mighty wave down to the ocean floor never to be seen again.

Categories: 1 Corinthians, Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Love

Today’s Reading: 1 Corinthians 10:1-13:13

(The following post is a newly revised excerpt from our book True Intimacy which is available through Amazon’s Kindle Publishing for $0.99! It was too perfect for today’s scriptures; I just had to share it again. Enjoy!)

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Love is patient, love is kind and is not jealous; love does not brag and is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth; bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails; (1 Corinthians 13:4-8a)

In the beginning, when God was creating the universe, He declared “it is good” over each creation until He got to man. At which point God says “it is not good for man to be alone”. And while I could come up with plenty of jokes about why men should not be alone, the point is that it’s not good for women to be alone either. As women, we were created for companionship; and therefore, we are constantly craving intimate interactions. Often we attempt to fill the gap with friends, co-workers and digital media like texting and Facebook only to deny ourselves the one thing we are actually craving. Truly intimate companionship with our husbands and God!

Gen 3:16 tells us, among other things, that as women we will “desire” our husbands. That word “desire” in the Hebrew is packed with significance. It’s not just a physical desire; it’s an all encompassing, the-two-shall-become-one, kind of desire. You know the way you feel naked without your purse or your phone? THAT’S the kind of desire it talks about, one where your whole being desires true intimacy from your husband and you just feel like you’re missing something when it’s not there. It’s a desire for a true love from him; where he loves you simply because you are who you are. Not because you’ve done great things, or because you’ll be rich and famous someday, but just because you’re you. We desire a love that goes beyond anything that anyone could ever really describe; one where, you complete each other so perfectly that it can get annoying at times.

    As a husband and wife we are symbols of Christ and His Church; which means that within marriage we are to love each other as Christ loves us. In 1 Corinthians 13 Paul explains to us not just why we should love others, but how God loves us as well. He tells us that “If [we] speak with the tongues of men and of angels, but do not have love, [we] have become a noisy gong or a clanging cymbal. If [we] have the gift of prophecy, and know all mysteries and all knowledge; and if [we] have all faith, so as to remove mountains, but do not have love, [we are] nothing. And if [we] give all [our] possessions to feed the poor, and if [we] surrender [our bodies] to be burned, but do not have love, it profits [us] nothing. (1-3) Basically what Paul is telling us is that we can do as many great and wonderful things as we want, but if we’re not doing them because we love someone enough to do them, then we might as well save our breath and time because they’re meaningless. I can type as many kind and beautiful words as I want, but if there’s no love behind them – what’s the point? If I know all sorts of things that can change people’s lives forever, it’s not going to amount to a hill of beans if I don’t have a heart for those people first. I can give away every single material possession and if I’m not giving them away with love in my heart then I might as well keep them. Paul is making us ask, “What is my motive?”

    Paul ends 1 Corinthians 13 with a profound statement that I think is being greatly overlooked in our culture today, especially in marriages. “But now faith, hope, love abide these three; but the greatest of these is love.” (v. 13) LOVE. Why love? What makes love so special? Why is it more important than faith or hope? Because while faith and hope are crucial, important and good; GOD is love. So when everything else in this entire world fades away, love is all that’s left. Because love – when it’s a truly patient, kind, non-envious, humble, courteous, selfless, calm, forgiving, truth rejoicing, protective, trusting, hopeful, persevering, never failing love – it’s God.

Christian’s comments:

Don’t confuse love with lust. Our world today has these two terms completely distorted. The type of love God wants is outward love. It is to be directed towards others, not inwards towards ourselves. You must set aside your own wants and desires. Love others, and don’t expect anything in return.

    All that sounds great, but how do we do it? Easy, love with no holds barred. Love with all you have. Don’t have selfish reasons for loving. Do things out of love for someone, not for the things it could get you. Plain and simple, love for the sake of love.

Categories: 1 Corinthians, Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Beneficial

Today’s Reading: 1 Corinthians 5:6-9:27

(The following post is a newly revised excerpt from our book True Intimacy. I feel the need to warn you, the content of this particular post is explicit. True Intimacy is a book about sex in marriage so be prepared. However, it directly addresses many of the key scriptures from today’s reading and many of the issues facing our society today. Sexuality in marriage is being attacked, this post defends it. I highly encourage you to read on, the content is a bit risqué but, it’s certainly not anything worse than you would see on TV lately!)

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God saw all that He had made, and behold, it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning, the sixth day. Genesis 1:31

Humans were one of the things created on the sixth day. When God made humans He created them with procreation in mind. But more beautiful than that, He performed the very first wedding ceremony too! In Genesis 2:22-24 it tells us that
He brought her to the man (walked her down the aisle), the groom said “va va va vooom! I’ll take her! I DO!” and then God said the thing that has been repeated in almost every wedding ceremony since the beginning of time “For this reason a man will leave his father and mother and be united to his wife, and they will become one flesh.” Now, *ahem*, “and they will become one flesh”; WHAT do you suppose THAT means? They’ve just gotten married, God has approved and finalized the union, and then mentions that they will become one flesh. Hmmmm….. Well, God blessed them; and God said to them, “Be fruitful and multiply; and fill the earth, and subdue it. (Genesis 1:28a) Hee hee! You see, God isn’t afraid of sex. He created it, and He created it to be “very good”! “God saw ALL that He had made, and it was VERY GOOD.” Ya-know, since humans were included in that statement, I believe that means sex was also included in that statement. God created it all, including sex to be VERY GOOD, otherwise we all would’ve stopped having it a long time ago.

When you view your body as a living sacrifice and a gift to both God and your husband, sex with your husband can end up being an act of worship and praise to God if you let it. As part of this act of worship I recommend praying together before making love. It may seem a little strange or silly at first (considering we’ve never seen it on movies or TV), but think about it; we pray together at the dinner table before we satisfy our body’s hunger for food. Is it really that far of a stretch to pray together at the marriage bed before we satisfy our body’s hunger for sexual fulfillment? Personally I think taking a few moments to thank God for our true intimacy is just as important if not more so, than thanking Him for our food. Besides, in a few more moments you’ll probably be praising God for His “job well done” in making your husband’s body, and your union. Just make sure that you’re not worshiping the sex or your husband, but the true maker of them both, God Almighty. He created sex for our enjoyment, so have FUN with it. Don’t allow sex to be another item on your to-do list, let it be something you look forward to with anticipation. Let it be something special between you and your husband, something to get silly and giddy about. Honestly, in our marriage, sex has gone from an obligation to, well, we’re acting like newlyweds again. We’re playful with one another. We’re whispering to each other. We’re speaking in code to tell each other “I want you”. It’s a whole new world for us now! Our God is a creative God, be creative in your love-making. With that being said, I must throw in this precautionary verse as a consideration for you.

In 1 Corinthians 6:12, Paul informs the Corinthians that while everything is permissible for them, not everything is beneficial for them. Meaning, just because it’s not considered a sin for you to do something doesn’t mean that it’s not harmful for you to do it. And that’s the question you have to ask of the LORD, “Is this sexual act I’d like to do beneficial?” Something that God has spoken through me is that “He made marriage to allow us to do whatever our filthy little minds would come up with.” From what I’ve been able to find through all my research thus far; as long as it’s within the bounds of marriage (one woman and one man for life, legally bound by the state), it is permissible. Whether it is beneficial is between the two of you and God! Remember, you do not want to do anything that will harm your body, or degrade each other. Your bodies are the temple of God, a living sacrifice, so you need to be respectful of that at all times; You do not want add a 3rd party or pornography to your love life. These, among a few other things, fall outside the bounds of “one woman and one man for life, legally bound by the state” and would (in my opinion) be a big mistake. When in doubt about something, ask God and possibly a doctor if need be. If you can’t get a clear answer, I’d recommend skipping it for now. In my opinion, it’s better to be safe than sorry. Another aspect that you need to consider is if one of you is being degraded or disrespected by the sexual act in question? Let’s take oral sex for example. If my husband finds it disgusting and degrading, then it would be inconsiderate of me to ask him to do it all the time. However, if he chooses to do that for me, I would receive that as a HUGE act of love and kindness since I would know that it is something that he doesn’t really care for. You’ve got to be respectful of each other and your preferences.

Most of all, you need to be open with one another about these things! Have conversations about the things that you like and dislike, things you’d like to try and things that really turn you off. I’m telling you, these conversations can be QUITE eye opening and very exciting. They will help you to be more open to each other’s ideas, and give you an opportunity to discuss things ahead of time so that when you’re actually in the process of being intimate with each other you can simply focus on one another.

As I prayed for a nice scripture to wrap up this book, God gave me Proverbs 3:5-6 Trust in the LORD with all your heart and do not lean on your own understanding. In all your ways acknowledge Him, and He will make your paths straight. Hee hee, God has such a great sense of humor!!! He then said to me, “that’s not the ONLY thing that I make straight!!!” May God bless your sex!

Christian’s comments:

Well, you made it. It has been thirty days. Are you ready to have sex? Don’t be surprised if you answered “No”. You may not be ready to go “all the way” yet. You may need to take a couple of days to build up to it. Just take it slow and enjoy the experience.

If you are like me, you like your wife to come on to you. However, if she follows Tamar’s instructions, she won’t this time. You must lead her in this aspect of your marriage, just like you do in every other aspect of it. If you’re not sure about that, don’t worry, God will lead you. I suggest that you pray together before you get started.

The best advice that I can give you is: HAVE FUN! Enjoy each other. Marriage gives you leave to do most of the things your dirty mind can think of. Try new things. Try new positions. Try new locations! You don’t have to be restricted to the bedroom. Ask your wife if there is anything she wants to try. You will quite possibly be shocked and pleasantly surprised by what she says. I was!

Husbands, buy your wife some lingerie. Wives, wear it! And not just in the bedroom. Surprise your husband by wearing it out to dinner under your clothes. Or better yet, TO CHURCH! Meet him at the door when he gets home from work wearing it (just make sure the neighbors don’t see)!

Husbands, surprise your wife too. Buy yourself a sexy pair of shorts or a thong at the lingerie store and strut around the house for your wife (just make sure the kids are asleep, or at a friend’s house). Or jump in the shower with her. Or surprise her when she’s doing laundry. Washing machines can be fun!

Maybe try costumes if you have always wanted to; perhaps a French maid. What I’m getting at here is, now is the time to start living out your fantasies with each other. But remember to pace yourselves; you have a long life together ahead of you.

Most importantly of all, keep God involved. He created sex. He wants you to enjoy it. With Him involved, it will be a very spiritual experience.

Well, this brings us to the end. I pray that reading and following this book helps you as greatly as writing it helped us. I think all that’s left to be said is, God bless, and great sex.

Categories: 1 Corinthians, Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Holy

Today’s Reading: 1 Corinthians 1:1-5:5

(The following post is a newly revised excerpt from our book True Intimacy which is available through Amazon’s Kindle Publishing for $0.99! It was too perfect for today’s scriptures; I just had to share it again. Enjoy!)

Do you not know that you are God’s temple and that God’s Spirit dwells in you? If anyone destroys God’s temple, God will destroy him. For God’s temple is holy and you are that temple. 1 Corinthians 3:16-17

In the bible the books are divided into 2 sections: The Old Testament, (books written before Christ was born) and the New Testament (books written after Christ was born). The Old Testament is filled with stories of miraculous events, most of which are very large scale and grand. Showing us how BIG God is and what He is capable of. Then Jesus comes along and the miracles of the New Testament are more personal, they are intimate. The majority of the miracles described in the New Testament are miracles of people set free from bondage of one form or another. Miracles of debilitating illnesses healed, evil spirits cast out, and sins forgiven. The life of the afflicted individual changed FOREVER. God’s involvement in His people’s lives gets much more intimate as you segue from the Old Testament to the New Testament.

This intimate involvement is proved very precisely by what happened to a curtain in the temple on the day Jesus died. Up until that moment God’s presence filled a room in the temple known as the Holy of Holies. As a shield to that room there was a curtain. No one was allowed behind that curtain. Only after many many ceremonies and ritual cleansings was the high priest even allowed behind it and that was only once a year! Since the presence of the LORD God filled that room behind the curtain, for anyone to enter His presence unprepared would have killed them.

According to Mark’s gospel, at the moment of Jesus’ death the curtain that separated God from the rest of the world was torn in two. God had made a way for EVERYONE to come to Him and NOT die instantly. Up to that point in history very few people knew what God’s voice actually sounded like. Only a handful of them had ever talked to Him in person. When Jesus died He made a way for us to enter the Holy of Holies without fear of death. Because of Jesus and His willing sacrifice we can go to God on a PERSONAL level. He is no longer this BIG unapproachable God, He is intimate and loving and wonderful and caring. He always was before but He couldn’t fully show us Himself in such an intimate way. If someone needed to ask for forgiveness they had to go to the priests in the temple and offer an animal sacrifice. They performed the rituals required of them and they left. The priests would accept the sacrifices on behalf of the Lord. The individual that had sinned would never be able to enter into the Lord’s presence to ask for forgiveness personally.

When you choose to accept Jesus’ sacrifice of love, the gift of salvation and radical forgiveness, you get to cut out the middle man! God goes from being an unapproachable God living in a box in a temple to taking up residence in your heart; YOU become the Holy of Holies, your body! Yes, really! He lives in you and through you every day.

Persevere, life is hard. But fear not my friends for Jesus has conquered this life, and so can we, through Him. Love. Love everyone like He loves us, yes it’s hard, but it’s worth it. We don’t deserve the love that He’s given us, so let’s pass some of that underserved love on to someone else today. Maybe even your husband.

Christian’s comments:

Your body is the new temple. So husbands, build a nice temple. I’m not talking about the outside. It doesn’t matter what kind of shape you’re in (like the old saying goes, “Round is a shape”), it matters what kind of shape the inside is in. However, you should take care of yourself so your wife can enjoy you longer.

It doesn’t matter how nice a church, temple, or tabernacle is they are just buildings. They could be an old house, an office building, a shed, or even just a tent. What makes them holy places is the presence of the Holy Spirit. Obviously, He isn’t always going to be a fog or a wind, but He is there.

I’ve been in churches where you can feel the Holy Spirit as a slight tickle on your body. I’ve been in churches where the Holy Spirit makes the hair on your body stand on end. I’ve been in churches where you could feel the Holy Spirit flowing out of the building when you open the door, as if the building can’t contain Him. Your temple (body) should be like my last example. The Holy Spirit should fill you so much that you can’t hold Him in and you just have to share Him with those around you.

Now, with that said, you need to lead by example. You can’t spread the Holy Spirit effectively if you don’t follow Jesus’ lead. You must live your life with as little sin as possible. Notice I didn’t say “with no sin.” It is impossible to live a completely sinless life. All we can do is make the choices needed to avoid as much sin as we can. That might mean avoiding web sites that might contain questionable photos. It might also mean not hanging around people that don’t lead a good example, tempting you to not lead by a good example. It might also mean changing your vocabulary if you “swear like a sailor”.

Will it be hard to change some of these things? Yes it will. But you know what, life’s hard, get a helmet.

Categories: 1 Corinthians, Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Morning Prayer

Categories: Writing Through the Bible in a Year

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Today’s Reading: Colossians

Forgiveness is tremendously powerful, I know, because I’ve lived it. I’m one of those people that get hurt easily and so I tend to have a lot of people in my life that I need to forgive, they’re forgiven. Not because they earned my forgiveness or because they deserved it but because God calls us to do unto others as we would have them do unto us. Romans 13:7-10 Pay to all what is owed to them: taxes to whom taxes are owed, revenue to whom revenue is owed, respect to whom respect is owed, honor to whom honor is owed. [forgiveness to whom forgiveness is owed – I’m adding that part because it applies!] Owe no one anything, except to love each other, for the one who loves another has fulfilled the law. For the commandments, “You shall not commit adultery, You shall not murder, You shall not steal, You shall not covet,” and any other commandment, are summed up in this word: “You shall love your neighbor as yourself.” Love does no wrong to a neighbor [or a relative]: therefore love is the fulfilling of the law. For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son so that whosoever believes in Him will have eternal life! (John 3:16) That person that you’re withholding forgiveness from, Jesus died for them to seal His covenant of forgiveness with them. Who are you to judge them? You’re forgiven, why can’t they be? You’re even forgiven for withholding your forgiveness from that person… yet that’s no reason to continue withholding your forgiveness!!! Repent!

Do you know what repent means? It means STOP! Repenting is God’s shepherding staff telling you “Little lamb, you’ve gone far enough down this path, it’s time for a new direction.” Repenting means that you don’t keep doing whatever it is that the Holy Spirit is convicting you of. And there’s a difference between guilt and conviction. Guilt is from Satan, he is the accuser and he is very good at his job. The Holy Spirit convicts us to change. Satan tries to convince us that we can’t. Satan makes us feel guilty for what we have done; the Holy Spirit makes us want to do never do it again. Repenting is standing up for yourself against the accuser and agreeing with the Holy Spirit and deciding that you won’t continue down that road anymore and that you will take a new direction; one towards the loving and forgiving arms of Christ. I’ve learned that there is a huge difference between repenting and asking for forgiveness. I used to think that repenting was asking for forgiveness, through my time in the Word I’ve found that it’s not. We don’t have to ASK for God’s forgiveness, it’s a GIFT, one that was given freely and abundantly you need only to accept that gift! And then live in that freedom that God has given you through that forgiveness. Live the way He created you to live. Not according to the rules and regulations of a religion, but according to HIS LOVE! Love bears all things! His love bears your sins. His love bears your burdens. His love covers over a multitude of sins once and for all. And all He asks in return for such an amazing gift is that we LIVE IN IT. To live in it, we love others more than we love ourselves. And that, my friend, is going to look differently for everyone. For a long time I was one of those Pharisee type people that sat around a table gossiping about others and judging their actions. I knew the law, I knew the rules of Christianity (or so I thought) and I saw lots of people out there not obeying those rules! But what I was doing was pointing out the splinter in someone else’s eye when I had a huge honkin’ log in my own! I was pushing my own convictions onto others, when they obviously were not feeling convicted of the same things that I was feeling. God made us all unique! We’re all individuals. And you know what, it’s not my job to convict someone of their sins, it’s the Holy Spirit’s job. Yes, in the moment if someone says something unloving to someone else, or about someone else I will tell them “that wasn’t very nice”, but then I will leave it at that. It’s not my job to sit in judgment of anyone else. And it’s certainly not my job to sit around a table and accuse someone of doing something that I don’t think they should be doing. (I’m saying all of this because I have SOOOOO done it!!!)

Matthew eighteen has been a strong section of scripture for me in the last few days. Verses fifteen through twenty is Jesus’ ideal for confronting brothers and sisters in Christ. He starts with “If your brother sins against YOU, go and tell him his fault, between you and him alone. If he listens to you, you have gained your brother.” (v 15 emphasis mine) Who is it that is being sinned against? You. If the sin is not against you, STAY OUT OF IT! Unless the person who was sinned against comes to you to ask to be a mediator in the situation it has nothing to do with you. However, if you are the one who was hurt by someone else, don’t assume that they know what they did and hold it against them. The silent treatment is the worst possible thing that you could do. Jesus tells us that we are to go and TELL them that they have hurt you. The majority of hurts can be worked through in one conversation. There are hurts however that run deeper than that and will take more conversation and more forgiveness on our part. Later in chapter eighteen of Matthew Peter came up to Jesus and said to Him “Lord, how often will my brother sin against me, and I forgive him? As many as seven times?” Jesus said to him, “I do not say to you seven times, but seventy times seven.” We are not called to keep a literal count of how many times we have forgiven someone we are called to simply keep forgiving. And that doesn’t mean that we don’t learn our lesson the first time and change the way we relate to the person who hurt us, we are not called to be doormats for people to constantly wipe their feet on our face. Be we are called to forgive them. Just like God forgave us, infinitely. Jesus tells us the following verse to further illustrate this point.

Therefore the kingdom of heaven may be compared to a king who wished to settle accounts with his servants. When he began to settle, one was brought to him who owed him ten thousand talents. And since he could not pay, his master ordered him to be sold, with his wife and children and all that he had, and payment to be made. So the servant fell on his knees, imploring him, ‘Have patience with me, and I will pay you everything.’ And out of pity for him, the master of that servant released him and forgave him the debt. [all of it] But when that same servant went out, he found one of his fellow servants who owed him a hundred denarii, and seizing him, he began to choke him, saying, ‘Pay what you owe.’ So his fellow servant fell down and pleaded with him, ‘Have patience with me, and I will pay you.’ He refused and went and put him in prison until he should pay the debt. When his fellow servants saw what had taken place, they were greatly distressed, and they went and reported to their master all that had taken place. Then his master summoned him and said to him, ‘You wicked servant! I forgave you all that debt because you pleaded with me. And should not you have had mercy on your fellow servant, as I had mercy on you?’ And in anger his master delivered him to the jailers, until he should pay all his debt. So also my heavenly Father will do to every one of you, if you do not forgive your brother from your heart.

My friend, have you ever held un-forgiveness in your heart against someone? I have prayed and prayed and prayed over this verse because I have been told that when the master delivers the servant to the jailer it means that when we withhold forgiveness from someone else it means that we will go to hell – the eternal jail. In prayer the Father revealed to me the key word in this verse “jailers”. The master delivered the servant to the jailers until his debt was paid. In the ESV translation there is a notation next to the word “jailer”, in Hebrew it means tormentors. If you have held un-forgiveness in your heart you will know exactly what it’s like to have been turned over to the tormentors. When you have not forgiven someone it torments you! You replay the moment over and over again in your head, think of things you could have said, should have said, would have said or done. That moment of injury plagues you and torments you until you finally give up the ghost and decided to forgive the person. When we refuse forgiveness, it may distress the other party involved but it very likely will not. But it will most certainly distress you! In True Intimacy I referred to un-forgiveness like a ball of fire. The longer you hold it the longer it burns… you. Until you pass that ball into God’s court and let Him put out the flames of fury the only thing that ball is going to do is keep getting your hands and your heart hotter and hotter until you simply can’t stand it anymore. Your un-forgiveness might even make you physically ill! It’s not beyond the realm of possibility! Our spiritual sicknesses most often manifest themselves in a physical way to get you to pay attention to them.

Open the Eyes of my Heart by Hillsong

Today I encourage you to take some time and do a mental inventory with God, are you withholding forgiveness from someone?

Categories: Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Pink Polka Dot Kitty

Today’s Reading: 2 Chronicles 35:10-36:23

Find You on My Knees by Kari Jobe & Lead Me to the Cross by Francesca Battastelli

I had a dream last night that I just have to share with you! I was trapped in a house and I couldn’t find my way out when I walked up to the attic of the house, came around the corner and there was Jesus! He was dressed completely in white, His dazzling eyes just danced with excitement when He saw me and promptly stood up and held His arms out to me. I cried “Yeshua!” (the Hebrew pronunciation of His name) and was instantly in His arms with my arms around His neck. With my head on His shoulder like a child and my hands in His hair (which was the softest hair I’ve ever felt) He held me firmly in His grip, picked me up off the ground and spun me around in a little jig. When He stopped spinning me from the joy of my coming to Him, He just stood there and held me letting my feet dangle in the air by a couple inches. As I hung there limp in His arms and clinging to Him with my arms it felt like I was floating in the air because my feet weren’t touching the ground. Then just as I decided I didn’t want to leave that moment The Dragon came up the stairs and saw us there hugging. Jesus quickly put me down and stepped in front of me, shielding me from the Dragon’s fiery breath with His own body. His body was big enough to completely shield me from the Dragon. Somehow in all the fighting I was separated from Jesus and was hiding in the house from the Dragon and his people. They kept finding me, but somehow I kept getting away from them and would find a new spot to hide until the next one would find me. Finally I found a closet and opened it to find a life size skeleton staring me in the face, death. And then I woke up.

I Choose Jesus by Moriah Peters

Dreams are interesting things my friends. I am a dreamer, which you have probably noticed if you’ve followed my blog for very long. I have very prophetic dreams, most nights, but Jesus Himself has never been in one, He has always represented Himself in my dreams by my husband Sean. So just the fact that He came to me Himself last night thrills beyond belief!!! God speaks to us in our dreams so I suggest you pay close attention to them. They aren’t always from God, they can be from other sources like the Enemy, those are terrible dreams – his voice is the most evil thing I’ve ever heard! But most of the time they are, especially when you pray before you fall asleep and ask God for your dreams to only be from Him (that’s what we do). This dream is one of my most precious, for obvious reasons, but right now it’s precious to me because it’s given me a perfect illustration of the story I am about to unfold to you. It’s a story that is hard for me to tell because it contradicts what I’ve always been taught through religion, but God has shown me over and over through life, scripture and now two dreams that it is the truth that the Holy Spirit is revealing to me. I encourage you to read this entire entry before jumping to any conclusions of your own. I also encourage you to pray and seek Him first for yourself to discover is this something that He desires for you to put into practice. I can’t tell you what to do or what He wants for you, but I know that for me finding His grace has set me free and made me feel like I was firmly in His arms and floating while stroking the softest hair I’ve ever felt. Through His grace He has stepped in front of me to protect me from the fire breathing Dragon and protects me from all harm. Jesus loves me and through seeking Him and His goodness I am quickly discovering that He is so much sweeter and more good and kind than I EVER gave Him credit for before now.

My friends, God is good. And not the kind of good where He’s good some of the time but the kind of good where He is good ALL of the time. I have to tell you, for almost a year now I have been hooked and bound in chains of bronze. And the worst part of it was, they were the chains of religion that bound me! I had gotten hooked by the lie that I had to continually ask God to forgive me for the sins I continually commit in order for me to have an ongoing relationship with Him. For example, whenever I would have a mean thought about someone I would feel like I would need to spend half an hour in tears on my knees in penance for my sin, begging God to forgive me for my human nature. The accuser was camped out on my shoulder pointing out anything and everything that I did or thought that was “ungodly” and “unbecoming” for a Christian. If there was a scripture in the Bible that said a woman should have long hair, then I grew my hair out (check out the cover of True Intimacy). If there was a verse that said women shouldn’t wear men’s clothing (in other words pants), then I stopped wearing pants. (And consequently fell in love with skirts – in the summer when it’s warm!) I was very literal with my faith. If I heard a sermon on family values and the importance of having dinner together then I would make sure that we would have dinner at the table with homemade food every single night. I was spending all my time listening to all the voices talking about Jesus without ever reading His Word asking Him how He felt about what all the voices were telling me to do. And the interesting thing to me is that the farther I go in this Bible in a year project, the more I’m realizing that that isn’t the abundant life! I was so completely hooked by all the religious rules and requirements that everyone was spouting off that I was literally tying myself up in knots! (Seriously, that’s why my massage last week was so painful! My body was filled with knots!!!) I am so in love with Christ and I want so desperately to please Him and I was doing anything and everything that I could to do just that. If His word said long hair then I had long hair, despite the fact that I look really cute with short hair that totally fits my personality. I was jumping to follow a direction that *might* not have been directed at me. And if I wasn’t following that direction then I felt horribly guilty and wrong. I felt condemned and dirty. Which made me feel the need to constantly confess those things and ask for God’s forgiveness so that I could once again be in right standing with Him and worthy of Him listening to my prayers. I really wasn’t understanding grace. And during that time I was begging God to help me understand grace, because I knew I wasn’t getting it. So you know what He did? He took me through it.

When I first asked God to help me understand grace, I actually understood it, but only on a head level. Now, I understand it on a much deeper level because I’ve lived through it. God’s grace is so much deeper and farther reaching than I had ever given Him credit for. Before my journey through the Law I understood that God’s grace forgave us for our sins… when we asked Him to forgive us for those sins. But we had to ask. That’s not true. God’s grace forgave us for every single sin we have, are or ever will commit in one fell swoop – the cross. It was on the cross that God’s wrath was completely and totally exhausted. And when I accepted Christ’s sacrifice on my behalf I accepted God’s forgiveness for each and every one of my sins that I would ever commit my entire life long. Does God know what they all will be? You betcha He does! Does He forgive me for them today? No. He forgave me for them two thousand years ago when Christ suffered for them. So should I need to keep asking Him for something that He’s already given me? No!

About a month and a half ago my daughter and I visited Barnes and Noble where she found a little stuffed pink polka dot kitty that she absolutely loved and begged me to take it home. I said no and we left. Last week we walked back into that same Barnes and Noble and the first words out of her mouth were “Mommy, can I get the pink polka dot kitty?” We weren’t even IN the store yet! Right then and there I decided that if they still had the kitty I would get it for her. If it meant enough to her to remember it six weeks later then it was worth the eleven dollars it cost. We searched and searched and couldn’t find any pink polka dot kitties and we had pretty much given up the hope of finding one until a very helpful lady that works there came over and asked us what it was that we were looking for. I explained the little kitty to her, “pink with white polka dots”, I showed her where we had found it the first time, I even showed her where the kitty might be if they still had one, because they had others like it just we couldn’t find that one. But as I pointed to the shelf where the other animals were a little white face with a pink nose poked out from the corner of the shelf, it was the little pink kitty! They had two left! Anna snatched her up lovingly and snuggled her soft pink polka dot fur against her cheek, she was so happy. And I was so happy because I had made that moment possible for her. It brought me so much joy to see her that happy. That was three days ago and she’s barely put that kitty down since! And you know what, she may have told me thank you for the gift, she may not have, I don’t really remember and honestly it doesn’t matter to me. What matters is how much she loves that kitty and how I can tell she loves the kitty because it’s with her everywhere we go. She may put it down for a moment, but then it’s in her hands again the next moment. It’s gone all over Indianapolis with us on service calls with Daddy on Saturday, it went to church on Sunday morning, a birthday party on Sunday afternoon and it even went to Ms Peggy’s house with her this morning while I was at a prayer meeting. And even now it is lying next to her in bed and she’s reading a book to it before she falls asleep. The way she loves that kitty is all the thanks I need, watching her play with this beloved new pet that I got to give her delights me and makes me smile.


What’s interesting to me though is that not only has she not continued saying “thank you” she hasn’t continued asking me to give her the kitty either. It’s hers and she knows that. She knows that I’m not going to take it away if she thinks a bad thought or says “Mommy I’m mad at you!” In fact, just the opposite happened! When I told her it was time for nap. She, being VERY tired, kicked at me from the floor and very rudely said “I don’t want to lay down!” and then screamed at the top of her lungs. I tickled her and made her smile, playfully picked her up and carried her to her bed and plunked her down with a flop making the pillows and comforter bounce on her bed. And as I was getting her snuggled and settled in for her “rest”, not “nap, I noticed that she didn’t have “Pink Kitty” so I went and got her and brought Pink Kitty to her in bed so they could snuggle and read together. When my daughter was rude to me I could have disciplined her and taken her kitty away from her, but I knew that she was tired and that if I argued with her it would simply upset both of us. But instead to help her rest the way she needs to I brought her the object of her affection, Pink Polka dot Kitty.

When we lash out at God and when we make a mis-step in our walk He doesn’t remove His forgiveness from us! He brings it to us! He reminds us that we are already forgiven. So why was I asking Him for something that I already have? It’s not like He brings His forgiveness to the side of my bed and holds it out and says “You have to say you’re sorry first before I will forgive you…” Only humans do that! God isn’t like that.

When my husband confessed his adultery to me I was crushed, but I forgave him. When he confessed his masturbation issues to me I was crushed, but I forgave him. And what’s more, I knew that the battle with the masturbation would be an ongoing battle. I knew that he wouldn’t be able to kick that habit cold turkey – and he didn’t. And you know what I did? I forgave him before he ever fell. That’s right! I knew that there would come a time when he would come to me again and confess that he had been masturbating again and I decided right then and there that I would forgive him 7×70. That together we would work through that struggle with the flesh and that together with Christ we would win. But I knew that it would take time. I knew that there would be times when I would be called to forgive him and decided that I would.

We still fall, we still struggle, we still battle the enemy of Temptation, as human beings we’re not perfect! But God is! He knows that we’re not always going to be able to choose the escape route that He provides and that there will be times when we will need to be forgiven. He’s already made the choice and the provision to make that happen. But if we’re continually asking for God to forgive us when He’s already done it then doesn’t that prove our lack of faith in the fact that He’s already done it? If my daughter was still asking me for that kitty wouldn’t that prove that she doesn’t believe that it’s hers? I’ll be honest; I’ve been battling with this concept for five months, well longer than that really, but actively battling it in my brain for five months anyway. But Sunday morning God finally broke through to me. I was going back and forth about the idea because all I’ve ever been taught my entire life is that I needed to be asking God to forgive me for my sins. So this new information that God had placed in front of me was really hard for me to accept. I tried grasping onto it back in October when I was first told the truth, and for three days I lived in that freedom that came from accepting the idea that I’ve been forgiven. Not just for the moment but for life. But then on day four the Enemy hooked me again, and the old deceiver is sly because he even used scripture to do it. Contorted scripture, but still it was enough to wrap me back up into those bronze chains all over again. But I had tasted that freedom in Christ, I had tasted and it and knew that it was good and it was pure light. A pure light like nothing else on this planet! It was a light where I was free to be ME. I didn’t have to be who all these other godly people told me I should be, I could be who God made me to be. I could be who GOD told me I was. I could see myself through His eyes and I was radiantly beautiful. And I wanted that again, desperately, but my brain just wouldn’t let me accept the truth for what it really is. God is that good. So, since the Winter Jam concert I’ve really been “getting it” and living that freedom every day. Every time I’ve tried to ask God to forgive me I can feel Him giving me that look like “why are you doing that?” And I’ve moved on.

Before I was seeing Him as my shepherd, with His rod and His staff they’re supposed to comfort me… except I felt like He was beating me with them. He wasn’t, but that’s how I was receiving it all. His rod and His staff are my guidelines. When I am beginning to get near the edge of the cliff He takes His rod and places it in front of my little sheep chest and says “Don’t go any farther”. But I was receiving it as a smack to my face with an angry “This is the wrong way you idiot go back, you’re doing it all wrong”. So yesterday morning I was feeling that hook from the Enemy trying to sink in again and I was struggling to release it from my tender skin when we walked into church. I wanted so desperately to believe that His grace has covered me for all time but I was struggling with it still when I decided I wasn’t going to think about it anymore I was just going to worship Him and be in the moment with my family. We sang the first song “Open the eyes of my heart Lord” and I only got through the first verse before God opened the eyes of my heart and spoke straight to my spirit.

“What? You don’t believe I can be that good? You don’t believe that My grace has covered your future sins as well as the past ones? Just as you are – come – give Me your heart. Believe in My goodness. Believe that I don’t just forgive you in the moment, I HAVE forgiven you COMPLETELY, past, present and future. I made you who you are, faults, shortcomings and all. I made you and you are not a mistake. Period. I don’t make mistakes I make miracles! Yes, you have imperfections, but that’s OK because when you are filled with Me I fill in your imperfections with My perfection. With My Spirit. Child listen to My Words, listen to My voice of Truth, you are forgiven. I am enough. My sacrifice is adequate, my grace is sufficient. Abraham’s righteousness came through faith not through any work or effort on his part. Including asking Me to forgive him over and over again. That’s not righteousness, that’s work and unbelief! I forgive you, now move on! Walk in that forgiveness, embrace that forgiveness, LIVE abundantly in that forgiveness!!! Yes, you make mistakes, lean on Me and they’re no longer mistakes their opportunities! Do NOT conform any longer to the pattern of this world but be transformed by the renewing of your mind! Be washed by the word, MY word every day and let Me tell you what I think of you, who I want you to be, who I made you to be. Stop listening to all those voices out there that are telling you you aren’t good enough for Me and My grace, they’re LYING TO YOU! My sacrifice makes you righteous, My goodness sets you free, My truth is the way to the Father and it’s the way to Me. Let the Holy Spirit pour out over you like honey drenching you in Our sweetness, covering you like a pair footie pajamas in our love. In us there is no darkness there is no captivity there is no condemnation or guilt, only light and freedom and love! Tamar, do not spend your time telling them how bad they are – that’s the accuser’s job and you don’t work for him, you work for us. I died for you so that you could draw near to Me, so that I could tell you how much I love you. How I don’t care about what you’ve done wrong I only care about you. I care about how you see Me. On the cross I cried out “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani” or “My God, My God why have you forsaken me”. I was forsaken… for YOU! In that moment on the cross the entirety of your past, present and future sins were poured out over My holy shoulders and I took it all and bore the punishment for you. My Beloved, there is nothing wrong with you. You are the way I made you to be. You are the creation the Father’s hands made, how dare you judge against His creation! How dare you condemn yourself when I’m not even condemning you. Who do you think you are? God?”




God has taken me on a journey of faith through His word.

Romans 3:23 I’ve heard since birth “for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God” but you know what I’ve missed? The comma. For all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God COMMA, not a period. That’s not the end of the sentence, that’s not the end of the story, it’s the beginning! Romans 3:23-26 “for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, AND ARE JUSTIFIED BY HIS GRACE AS A GIFT, THROUGH THE REDEMPTION THAT IS IN Christ Jesus, whom God put forward as a propitiation by His blood, to be received by faith. This was to show God’s righteousness, because in his divine forbearance He had passed over former sins. It was to show His righteousness at the present time, so that He might be just and the justifier of the one who has faith in Jesus.”
Yes, we all have sinned and will sin. Yes, we all have fallen oh so short of the glory of God BUT we are JUSTIFIED. Do you know what justified means? It means that God has made it just-as-if-I’d never sinned. And that justification, it’s not something that we earn, it’s a GIFT. Just like the little pink kitty, my daughter didn’t earn that cat, she didn’t do anything special or say some special prayer to get it, I gave it to her because I love her and she loves it. End of story. It was a gift with no strings attached what so ever. That’s justifying grace. No strings attached. You are sinless in Christ. He took your sin away at the cross; don’t even think about taking it back, that would just be stupid! But wait, there’s more! God in His divine forbearance passed over former sins to show His righteousness at the present time so that He might be just and the justifier of the one who has faith in Jesus. When I read this part of the verse the Holy Spirit pointed out to me, if He is good enough to “pass over” the former sins why is He not then good enough to “pass over” the future sins as well. If Christ has truly paid the total amount due for the bill why do we feel like we have to keep paying? It’s not like a tip for the waitress! He paid that too! God’s wrath has been poured out on Jesus and there is none left for us!

But then there’s Romans 11:29 the gifts and the calling of God are irrevocable. Did you catch that? Just in case, I’ll say it again, the gifts of God are irrevocable. The gift of justification is non-refundable it’s not returnable; He refuses to take it back from you. It’s yours to use and to love and to live in as much as you want. Be that a little or be that a lot, it’s yours. God’s grace is abundant and sufficient and it’s a gift for YOU. It’s up to you to USE that gift, to live in and clothe yourself with the righteousness of Christ! You are forgiven my friend, for all time! Now live like you’ve been forgiven.

1 Peter 4:10-11 (NIV) Each one should use whatever gift he has received to serve others, faithfully administering God’s grace in its various forms. If anyone speaks, he should do it as one speaking the very words of God. If anyone serves, he should do it with the strength God provides, so that in all things God may be praised through Jesus Christ. To Him be the glory and the power for ever and ever. Amen. You have received the gift of being “just-as-if-I’d” (never sinned), USE that gift! Use it to serve and to FORGIVE OTHERS! People can be cruel to one another, forgive them. People can hurt each other without ever realizing it, forgive them. God has forgiven you for all time, pass that forgiveness on!!! You certainly don’t deserve an ounce of that forgiveness that Jesus provided for you, and neither does that person you’re holding the grudge against, but you know what, God has forgiven you both. And if God has forgiven that person then don’t you think maybe you should forgive them too?

Categories: Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Today’s Reading: 2 Chronicles 32:24-35:9

Bear with me, I’m working on something. I’m just not ready to release it yet.

Categories: Writing Through the Bible in a Year

Good Pain

Read: 2 Chronicles 30:1-32:23

Wow. That’s the best way that I can describe this day. Wow. From start to finish, wow.

I got up dark and early like I normally do, snuggled with my Cinnamon Apple tea and my Bible while I periodically snuck peeks into the living room to watch my husband doing his morning workout. While reading I laughed out loud at king Sennacherib (32:9-19) and rejoiced with the Israelites in their victory over the pompous windbag (32:20-23). When I finished I felt like a gigantic weight had been lifted from me that I didn’t even realize was there. God takes care of his kids! It’s so funny because of all the times I’ve attempted to read through Chronicles I’ve always done it casually (read slowly) and have gotten lost in all the battles. I’d come to another one and think “Ugh! Not another war! BORING!” But that hasn’t happened at all this time. By reading it through with a specific time limit in mind and 2 ½ pages a day to get through the battles haven’t drug on like they usually do and I’ve been able to see with amazing clarity the overlying message that I’ve always missed before. GOD TAKES CARE OF HIS KIDS! When His children are drifting too far away from Him, He pulls them back in by sending an attacking army at them and helping them remember that they need His help so they cry out to Him. When they’re right on track with Him the attacks still come, but in these times He delivers them in amazing ways.

I liked how today’s reading started out with a celebration of the Passover Feast that had been long overdue. Of all the feasts to read about them celebrating, that is the one that I think is the most significant. Because although the Day of Atonement is the most sacred day of the Hebrew calendar, Passover is one of the most jubilant, it’s a feast! And these Hebrews were having such a great time celebrating the LORD’s deliverance of their ancestors from Egypt that they decided they needed to celebrate for an extra week! Have you ever been to one of those kinds of parties before where you’re just having such a great time that you don’t want it to end? I just finished up a party like that in our back yard to celebrate God’s revelation of our mission to pass out Bibles. Hallelujah!

What a day that God gave me today! I started by reading this great story of deliverance and walked away feeling ten pounds lighter because of the way that God delivered them from the hands of their enemies, yet again. After that I had a great conversation with my husband about the scriptures I had just finished reading. Next I got the boys (my husband and son) out the door to school and work and sat down in the recliner with my laptop to get some writing done before my daughter woke up, since she had amazingly slept through the usual morning chaos. But as I opened up my computer for the day, I couldn’t seem to get even word one on to the screen! Here I was all pumped up about getting to talk to you about this great story we’ve just read and I suddenly had writers block! Sigh… So I opened up some other projects that I’ve been working on and played with them for a while, although I really would have preferred to have been writing, but I figured I might as well make the best of my time. After two hours had passed, Anna had woken up I’d gotten a little done on the other project, nothing written still, and taken about ten phone calls and twenty texts I came to the realization that I probably wasn’t going to get to write today. And I was pretty close to right since I’m writing this at 11:30 pm. In all the phone call/texting madness I was asked to babysit a friend’s boys (close to my sons age), invited to be treated for lunch at Chik-fil-a with another friend and her daughter, received news that another friend’s aunt with terminal cancer was doing worse – prayed with her what little we could in the chaos of texts coming in and calls, made an appointment with the massage therapist to work out all the kinks I’ve managed to fill my body with by sitting very improperly at my desk while I write for hours on end. All in a short two hour span! Just as my friend was pulling in to pick us up for lunch I was finishing the phone call to the school to change the after school transportation plans for my son. My daughter and I hopped into their van and they whisked us away from, at least some, of the craziness. And in the car ride over I marveled at how quickly MY plans for my day had changed from a quiet afternoon at home writing and working on the website, to a crazy fun filled day with a free lunch at a favorite restaurant, a stop by Barnes and Noble to talk to a guy about starting a writer’s guild and check in with him on my “Christian Fiction Book club” that meets there. Then they dropped us back off at home where we threw our leftovers in the fridge before we headed back out to the Dollar General to pick up some hot dogs, buns, marshmallows and graham crackers for the impromptu “fire party” that had somehow managed to get planned via text for dinner during our lunch out. I had just enough time to pick up our supplies before it was time to be at the school to pick up my son and run around the pick-up line shouting to the moms I knew and letting them know about the party at our back yard tonight. “Be there or be square!” We have so much fun around here! Then I shuttled the kids off to home before racing on to my massage appointment where my new friend Dianne Lawson practically beat me up working out all the kinks that I had worked into my arms and legs and neck! That poor woman had to WORK! But oh was she good!!!!

You know it’s funny, I learned quite the lesson on the massage table today as Dianne was causing me so much pain…. and yet, not only was I PAYING her to cause me pain, but I had called her and asked her to cause me that pain… because I had been in pain to begin with!!! How messed up is that? It started because I spend hours a day hunched over a computer keyboard without moving from where I’m sitting, stopping to take a drink or apparently even remember to breathe. I’m not sure how that works, but she kept telling me that I need to remember to breathe, and I would find myself holding my breath! How did she know that? (Cause she’s that good!) Anyway, all that hunching was causing my neck and shoulder muscles to tighten up. Eventually they got so tight that they started hurting. Yesterday it all came to a head, literally, as the pain started creeping up the back of my neck over the top of my head all the way to my eyebrows! By the end of the night last night my head hurts so badly I could hardly see straight! So that’s when I called Dianne, I knew I needed help and the Holy Spirit had been nudging me for the last few weeks that I needed to get a massage, but I’ve been too cheap to spend the money on one. My thinking was that massages were for luxury, not really anything else. Well, last night as I was debating whether I should call Dianne or not the Holy Spirit says to me “When you hurt something what’s your first instinct?” “To put my hand on it and rub… Oooooooohhhhhhhhhh…… OK Lord, I get it, massage is THE most natural healing method there is, so natural that we just do it by instinct when we’re in pain. Alright, I’ll call her.”

Then today after all the craziness, there I was, lying on her heated massage table breathing in the heady scent of a fragrant oil on the headrest towel, with Dianne applying pressure to my already aching muscles to release the tension and stress that I had allowed to build up in them it hit me. That’s exactly what God does! When we’re in pain we cry out to Him, and He comes and He applies pressure to the tender spots with His healing hands. And while it may hurt for a while and cause us even more pain, it’s a “good pain”. If you’ve ever had a massage you know exactly what I mean when I say “good pain”. It’s a pain that’s, well, painful, but it’s a good pain because you know that it’s making the other pain better in the end. There were several points in my massage where Dianne asked me, “is this OK”? And I would say, “It hurts but it’s not more than I can handle. I’ll tell you if it’s too much. It’s a good pain, I know it’s helping.” The first time I said the words “good pain” it struck both of us at the same time – there aren’t many things you can say that about. And yet as I sit here tonight pondering it all again I’m realizing, it is ALL good pain. No, it’s not all fun pain, or enjoyable pain, but it is all good pain. Because it’s all good for us pain.

Romans 8:28 tells us


And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good for those who are called according to his purpose.

And 2 Chronicles 32:7&8 say
Be strong and courageous. Do not be afraid or dismayed before the king of Assyria and all the horde that is with him, for there are more with us than with him. With him is an arm of flesh, but with us is the LORD our God, to help us and to fight our battles.

Take confidence in these words – they are the truth.

If God is for us, who can be against us? Romans 8:31

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Be Still & Wait

Im feeling led to take a break from writing today, but keep reading (2 Chronicles 27:1-29:36). Ive been a day ahead for quite a while now and I can tell you its exciting, so take this extra time today to be still and prepare for today. J

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