February 1, 2011 § 4 Comments
My blessings have been prodding and poking the painful places in my soul lately. As God is apt to do He uses their naivety to shed light on things I would prefer to leave in the dark. He shakes me awake through them as they open their hearts to me…
“Mommy, I want another baby in this house.”
“So do I my child, so do I,” I whisper to myself and then I pray again for a miracle. Either in my body, on my doorstep, or in my and my family’s hearts.
For all would be true miracles of God…a baby in a womb as good as dead;
a child who needs adopted with no strings attached, no painful search, no doubt he or she is ours;
or God’s work in our hearts changing the longing to contentment, not contentment to wait or the hard fought peace that comes while we wait for God’s miracle, no the heart change that knows and rests knowing the miracle is in the changed heart.
“Three empty chairs mommy. Who can we invite to fill them?”
Who to invite to our three empty chairs? Three…yes three empty chairs. Three babies who were only held in my womb not in my arms, but there is more in that number…Yes who to invite to fill our chairs? God our Father, God the Son Jesus, and God the Holy Spirit. Three separate, yet all one. The perfect trio to fill our chairs, calm our longing hearts, and to sit with us while we await our miracle.
While you wait for a miracle from God, who are you inviting to wait with you? I would love to pray with you. What miracle are you waiting for? Click the comment link at the top of this post.
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January 19, 2011 § 6 Comments
Longing…Oh the stretching, longing, burning…
The dream of what could be, where to go, but how to get there hangs in the air…
We can’t see it. The journey from here to there, but the hope of there is planted firmly in our hearts.
The here seems insignificant, unimportant, little. Oh but what we do here in the seemingly insignificant, unimportant, and little is what shapes the journey. What we do with the little we have matters because when we are faithful in what seems little, He gives us more.
Remember the parable of the talents? (Matthew 25:14-30). When the servant is faithful in small things, God gives that servant more. Not to stress over, but more talents to use for His glory.
So I challenge you all who feel like God has given you “little” (laundry, dishes, little hands and feet, an insignificant job, a small blog, whatever it is that seems little to you), do the “little” things well and then He can entrust you with the “big” things. (FYI little hands and feet are not little things even if they seem that way some days. They are BIG things.)
My dream is that Rethinking My Thinking ministries will flourish for God’s glory. That I will speak and write His words to encourage and challenge others to be more like Him. That together we will walk this journey of faith in order to bring glory, praise and honor to the Lord Jesus Christ. Honestly that big dream, seems unreachable at times. Oh, but if it is God’s will it will happen. In the mean time I am reaching who He wants me to…You! 😉 I pray that this blog is a blessing and encouragement to you. I pray that as I share the things God is teaching me, you are challenged to walk closer to Him. All for His glory….
So with that in mind, what would you like to hear from me? Are there any topics or specific encouragement you need? I want to serve God by serving you. Let me know! I can’t wait to hear from you.
January 18, 2011 § 4 Comments
Dr. Seuss wrote a book before he died titled My Many Colored Days. He describes how on different days he feels different. Well, today is a gray day. “Gray day…Everything is gray. I watch, but nothing moves today.”
It is cool overcast winter day. The kind of day that the clouds look more like they are the sky and there is no blue beyond. The grass is damp, the air feels like a garment that envelops you as you walk outside. Just plain gray. The world seems to pause. The trees stand bolt upright, barely allowing what is left of their leaves to rustle in the breeze. It seems like it is a waiting day. A day that nothing is happening but gloom and heaviness. Even the clouds seem heavy with moisture.
On a day like today I am reminded that God can give us a “garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair…” (Isa 61:3). So today despite the gray-ness around me, I choose the garment of praise. I am going to praise God for who He is: Faithful, True, Just, Merciful, Graceful, Loving, AWESOME, Holy, Worthy, Forgiver of Sins, Healer, Almighty, All-Knowing, Amazing…What are you going to praise God for?
September 6, 2010 § 2 Comments
Have you ever tried to change a two-year old’s clothes while he or she is clinging to a “treasure.” It could be a book or a toy or a shoe for that matter, but he does not want to let it go. You pull the shirt over his head and his hand will not go through the sleeve. You try to convince this child to let go of the treasure in his hand. You promise to give it back. Yet he wails and moans as you tear it from his hand get the shirt off and put the new shirt on. Quickly you thrust the item back into his hand and you marvel, “If only he would trust me to give his treasure back.”
I have a hard time laying things I love and treasure down at the feet of God. I admit that I hoard things, dreams, plans, people. Sometimes I even hold tight to the time God has given me and act as if I can make my day go my way. God can and sometimes does tear our treasures from our hands. Oh, but He longs for us to lay them down. He doesn’t promise us that He will give them back, but He is faithful, He has a plan. Isn’t it worth the risk?
God is infinitely more loving and faithful as a parent than I am. If I know how to give my child good things, then God knows better than I. (Matt 7:11) So why is it so hard for me to let my dreams, plans, people go at Christ’s feet? I make a mess of things, but “He has made everything beautiful in its time.” (Eccl 3:11) You would think I was a child who couldn’t understand that God has a different plan or a different time or even a better treasure in store for me. I just have to trust Him and lay my treasures at His feet.
It isn’t as if God doesn’t know what it is like to lay down His own treasure. Colossians 2:3 when speaking of Christ says, “in whom are hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.” God allowed Jesus, arguably the treasure of heaven, to be crucified. He gave up His greatest gift, a special part of Himself, His Son. God the Father planned to do it before the world began. So if God who is all-knowing, all-powerful, all-loving, can give up Christ for enemies, can I give up my treasures for God’s glory? Can I lay my hopes, dreams, timing at His feet and trust Him to give me what I need?
Sometimes we have to lay our dreams and hopes down in order to move on to a new or different stage in life. In order to change clothes for the day my son had to set down his treasure. So God calls us to let go of our hopes, dreams, and treasures so that He can prepare us for the next thing. He has plans for us (Jer 29:11) and is able to do “immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine.” (Eph 3:20) So why do we think we have to hold tight to things we cannot keep anyway. Why not let the rest in the safest place, God’s hands?
Precious Holy God. Forgive me for hoarding my “treasures.” In comparison to Your glory and heaven, my “treasures” are dust. Oh Father, help me to lay down my hopes, dreams, my children, my husband on Your altar. That You may have Your way with them. That I may do what You have called me to do and noting more. Father help me to rest in Your faithfulness. Help me to remember I can trust You to do more than I could ask or imagine. Thank You for being that big. In Jesus’ precious and holy name I pray. Amen.
So what treasure do you need to lay at God’s feet today?
March 29, 2010 § 2 Comments
So, “Jonah was a prophet, ooo-ooo, but he really never got it, sad but true, if you watch him you can spot it, doodlie do, he did not get the point.” So if you know Veggie Tales and you have seen their movie Jonah, you know the song I just quoted. However, I often find myself acting in the same way Jonah did. I clearly understand that God tells us to, ‘”Go into all the world and preach the good news to all creation.”‘ Mark 16:15 So why do I often do as Jonah did and say I don’t want to and run in the other direction? Below are some thoughts that came about while the senior pastor at our church was doing a series on Jonah.
How often does God have something for me to do and I go kicking and screaming? “I don’t want to!” I stamp my foot like my two year old and cross my arms. “Do I have to?” I whine like my five year old. Or even worse I arch my back and wail like my 8 month old.
“Daughter I have given you a story to share. Share it.”
“But it hurts Lord, I don’t want to!”
“Daughter I have given you that story to bless others. You prayed that those situations would bring Me glory.”
“But I do I have to share that story God?”
“Daughter I have given you strength beyond your capabilities, I have given you eloquence beyond your understanding, I have given you experiences bigger than yourself that you might share them with others.”
I arch my back and wail….
Then I wonder why God isn’t using me. How can I be of importance to His kingdom? What am I to do? His answer is “go and tell.” My answer is so often, “no.”
Father forgive me. Forgive my stubborn stiff necked ways. Forgive my hard heart that holds my experiences with You tightly. Forgive my selfishness that doesn’t share Your river of life with those who are aching for it as in the dry and weary land. Oh Father that I would have a heart like Yours. That I would lay down my hopes and dreams, my plans, my expectations at Your feet. Lord that I may say with Your Son, “Not my will, but Yours be done.” That I would suffer for You. Not because of my sin, not because of my hard heart, but because I am willing to say no to myself and yes to Your will. Father prune my vine of the things that distract me from serving You. Father I trust that as I die to my hopes, my plans, that I will grow like a seed to produce more and more fruit for Your glory and honor. Sovereign One, as I release my grip on the direction I want and think my life should go, may I rest in knowing You love me, You have plans for me, and You are never out of control. The pruning makes the plant more beautiful so I pray my life may be more clearly reflective of Your beauty. The death to myself allows me to bear much fruit and allows others to see You more clearly. Finally resting in the back seat as You control and direct my life gives me peace, endurance, and joy that in all things that Your name will be honored glorified.