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WELCOME TO THE STIRRING CAFE!
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Becoming grateful!
It won’t be long and my house will be teeming with family and friends. The parade and football will find its place on the flat screen. The aroma of pumpkin pie will permeate the kitchen. More food than can be consumed will be on the buffet. The china will come out of the china cabinet and the silver will be placed along the side of each plate. The lit candles will adorn the fall centerpiece, and the twenty-pound celebrated guest of the day will embellish the table with his gorgeous golden-brown skin. Yes, Mr. Turkey will grace us with his presence.
When everything has been prepared and ready to be served, we will gather around the beautiful table. As we take each other hands, we will pause for a moment and give thanks for the bountiful feast in which we are to partake. After we have said the blessing, we will go around the table and tell the person to our right one thing about them that we are thankful for in our lives. This little gesture of kindness always brings a grin to the other person’s face and the sweetness of thanksgiving is among all of us as we share bread. This is one reason why I love this day of thanks. The warmth and joy these people bring to my life is always felt when we are together.
I hope you enjoy Thanksgiving as much as I do. It is one day that we honor God for providing for us throughout the year. However, after the mess is cleaned up, and you are continuing with life, are you just as thankful as you were on Thanksgiving? Do we give thanks for the people in your life, the food on the table, and good health? Even though, things may not be going your way. You may find yourself in the crowd of the unemployment line, or maybe you have lost a loved one and are alone. You still have much to give thanks for in your life. Yes, even if you don’t have your health, you live in a country that is free, and you live in a place that it is possible to have friends, but most of all you have a God on the throne who knows everything that you have faced or will face. According to Dr. Emmons of the University of California, He says that being grateful “make each of us 25% happier -- and that being happy is the key to a longer, more successful life.” The article also states that if we become grateful, we are more likely to be healthier.
So if you are struggling with an ungrateful heart, there is hope for you. You can develop a grateful heart. Yes my friend, with a little effort, you can have a thankful heart. Remember, gratefulness is the attitude of the heart, and someone so profoundly stated, “Gratitude is the best attitude.” Before we can develop a grateful heart, we must first recognize an ungrateful heart. I have provided five assessment statements below that should let you know if your heart is ungrateful or heading that way.
- Are you always complaining or does everything appear to be a burden to you?
- Do you have a pride issue? A prideful person thinks they deserve more than what has been given.
- Do you think God has not been fair with you?
- Do you always want what other people possess?
- Are you focusing too much on yourself and not the needs of others?
If any of the five statements spoke to your heart, then you are in need of developing thankfulness. Put these eight steps into practice and before you know it, your heart will be changed.
How to develop a heart of gratitude…
- Begin with prayer. Ask God to develop a thankful heart in you.
- Every morning, don’t get out of bed until you have thanked the Lord for something in your life.
- Write down 10 things you are grateful for…people, a good book you read lately, health etc…then go down the list and thank God for everything on the list.
- Read Philippians, Colossians, or the Psalms (or all three!)
- Listen to praise music. Praise the Lord for giving you a heart of gratitude.
- Help others. Do something for someone else in need. You will begin to thank God for your problems and not theirs.
- Laugh as much as you can. A verse in proverbs teaches the importance of laughter. Proverbs 17:22 (ESV) “A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.”
- Surround yourself with people who are grateful. This attitude is contagious and you will catch the fever!
Happy Holidays – and May God Bless you!
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Do you need to know that someone understands?
Have you ever felt heartache and pain so intensely that you desperately needed to know that someone out there understands? I have, especially lately. The pain I have seen this last week has been distressing. I visited a dying man in the hospital. He laid in the hospital bed cancer ridden, eyes sunken in, and loss of color in his skin. As I looked upon him, I knew life was leaving him. With my heart aching, I watched this once vivacious man labor for breath. I looked upon his family, two teenage boys, and a wife with tremendous empathy. I knew exactly what they were feeling for I had watched my dad die in a hospital thirty years ago. I too was in my teens. I walked away from that hospital sober and wanting to stop the heartache this family was experiencing. I began to pray for them while my heart was ripping in two. However, my somber week did not end there. I spoke with a teenage boy, who celebrated his birthday this week. He was so excited about turning thirteen and what the day may hold. However, his heart was broken because his absentee mother only sent a text late into the evening. He so desired to see her and talk with her. He wanted her to be a part of his special day. As I listened to him share his heart, I recalled this same pain he was feeling for one of my parents behaved very similar to his mother. Again, I was saddened, and I knew to pray for this little fellow.
There are so many people experiencing real pain, and unfortunately, these people are not in a minority. I personally know others who are facing similar situations. Yes, I know others who are about to lose loved ones, and other teens who have been abandoned by a parent.
The times when I have faced pain in my life, I have longed for someone to discuss my hurt with me. I wanted someone to tell me that I am not alone. As I am trying to process the hurt, I need to know that someone really understands and has empathy for me as I walk through this time in my life. According to Merriam-Webster, empathy is “the ability to identify with and understand somebody else’s feelings or difficulties.”
Are you like me and need someone to understand what you are experiencing? Someone who knows real pain? If so, then I know the One who you need to have a talk with and discuss everything you are thinking and feeling. His name is Jesus Christ. Jesus Christ is one who knows pain. He knows what it is like to watch loved ones die and he also knows what it is like to be rejected by family. He truly can empathize with you and me in our pain. Jesus desires for us to bring our needs to him. He desires that we speak to Him about the situation.
Those times when I bring my needs to the Lord, my frustration and pain, I feel better. When I pour my heart out to Him and tell Him how I am hurting, I know He is listening. I sense His comforting presence. When I run to my Bible and read how he was treated while on earth, I understand that He knows real pain. He not only knows, but He truly can empathize with me, for He has lived life.
Hebrews 4:15–16
“15 For we do not have a high priest who is unable to sympathize with our weaknesses, but One who has been tested in every way as we are, yet without sin. 16 Therefore let us approach the throne of grace with boldness, so that we may receive mercy and find grace to help us at the proper time.” (HCSB)
Having a Bad Day?
I remember when my children were little, I used to read them an amusing book called, Alexander’s and the Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Day, by Judith Viorst. Just as the book is titled, it is about a little boy having a bad day. Alexander’s day starts off terrible. He wakes up to find gum in his hair. His bad day continues as he goes to school, and as he shops for new shoes. The whole day, Alexander wishes he was in Australia—thinking that his day would be better. My children absolutely loved this book, probably because they could relate. How about you, can you relate? I don’t know, but you could be having a day as Alexander. Have you ever wished you could escape, maybe go to Australia? Well, you are not alone. Everyone experiences bad days and maybe not just days but, seasons.
Of course, the book ends with Alexander realizing that everyone experiences a bad day and even those in Australia. This delightful book takes the reader through a bad day and brings it around. Wow, now that is insight for such a little fellow. Are you there yet? He realized that everyone will have a few bad days in life.
Yes, bad days spare no one. Your momma was right when she said, “There will be days like this.” Okay, now that we have established that it rains on everyone, we should ask ourselves a few questions. What should we learn from our experiences? How do I handle bad, horrible days? What am I supposed to learn from this experience?
I know when my days begin terrible and my mood has been tainted with having to get out of bed, I have been tempted to share my mood with everyone. Yes, I can be very generous with a foul mood. Nonetheless, I have grown in my walk with the Lord, and I know that how I respond to life is a barometer of my heart. If I am spewing frustration out of my mouth, God is letting me know that there is some yuck in me that must come out. Also, He reminds me that my attitude and mood are contagious. Do I really want my children to behave like me? What if they responded to me as I am them? Chuck Swindoll said something that is profound and I must share, “Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it.” Yikes! Now that quote is convicting but true. Our reactions tell us how mature we are, and what we need in life. I am so glad the Lord sees me for who I really am, and He loves me enough to change me. He wants to develop my character. Now, is there anyone out there that needs a lesson on character? Maybe that should be the question we ask, when we are given a bad day.
I do know that when I have decided not to receive the bad attitude, my day will surprisingly end better than it started. Also, I remind myself that tomorrow is another day. With each day we are able to begin new, start fresh. Over the years, I have realized that I have to choose not to focus on the bad but look to the good. Yes, there have been many times that I have had to remind myself that when I face a terrible, horrible, no good, very bad days, it is character building time for me. With each day given to me—the good and the bad, God is showing me what kind of person I am.
Next time you face a terrible, horrible day, try to ponder a few things:
- Is the Lord building character in me?
- Do I have something in my heart that needs to come out?
- What role is my attitude playing in my bad day?
- Can I change the situation? If not, ask God to help you walk through it.
- What good can come out of this bad day?
- I am thankful for these five things in my life.
Romans 5:3–4 “3 We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. 4 And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. “(NLT)
Spiritual Seasons
I woke up bright and early this morning to enjoy the cool breeze in the air. It was refreshing to feel the crisp air upon my brow, for here in the Ozarks, it has been a long, hot summer. I walked a hiking trail lined with lush green trees canopying over my head. The sun rays quietly shined through the sparse openings of trees. A smile appeared on my face as I noticed a tint of yellow and orange appearing on the leaves, for a new season of life approaches us. Autumn is on its way, and we who live in the Ozarks are blessed to enjoy all four seasons in their glory. My, what a spectacular view we will enjoy by the end of September until mid-October! Soon the skies will be painted with the brilliant hues of orange, red, yellow, and brown. The aroma of fireplaces will be permeating many homes. Autumn is a lovely time in the Ozarks.
With the closing of summer and the emerging presence of autumn, I began to reflect on the seasons of life. I know personally I have gone through many changes, with my children growing up and leaving the nest, the leap into middle age, and the different roles my husband and I play as we grow older. One thing is for sure, life has its share of seasons. Some are flavored with salt and some are salt-less.
Still pondering on life as I walked, I began to assess myself spiritually with a few questions. What season do I find myself in spiritually? Am I in the crispness of autumn, where I am walking in maturity? Or, do I find myself in the sleepy days of winter, where I am cold and resistant to what God is doing in my life? Am I walking in freshness of new life that comes with spring? Or, have I allowed myself to become slothful just as those lazy days of summer?
As I entered my house, I was trying to imagine living in the autumn season of maturity, but I must be honest, I don’t always dwell in that season. Sometimes I find myself in the midst of winter and very resistant to what He is doing in my life. Life seems to affect our spiritual seasons, and unfortunately, I have allowed it too many times.
We must remember that we may not be able to control what happens to us as we walk this life in all of its seasons. However, we can embrace each stage of life with vigor and with the understanding that we are given a short period of time to grow in Christ. Therefore, take whatever season you may find yourself in and develop your spiritual walk. The Bible gives us strength to get us through the good, bad, and ugly epochs of our life. The Bible also has the power to grow us spiritually during any season, even in the dead of winter.
Psalm 18:30–35 (NIV)
30 As for God, his way is perfect; the word of the Lord is flawless. He is a shield
for all who take refuge in him.
31 For who is God besides the Lord? And who is the Rock except our God?
32 It is God who arms me with strength and makes my way perfect.
33 He makes my feet like the feet of a deer; he enables me to stand on the heights.
Navigating the Way...
This last week, my daughter and I traveled to the city so she could play in a softball tournament. I have been to this city before, and there are parts of this city that I can navigate myself around very well. However, in the area in which the games were played, I wasn't so familiar; therefore, I used my GPS system to guide me. I placed the address in the system and set it as my destination. Then a voice came across the speakers, giving me step by step directions to my objective. I was so thankful that this system worked, and we were able to avoid hours of anxiety and frustration. This voice even guided me to some of my favorite restaurants. What a relief it was to get around the city smoothly, because being lost in the city can be frightening. Had I not listened to that voice, there is no telling where I might have ended up...probably on a different path, leading me further away from my destination.
Then as we were leaving the city, I decided to set the system again to guide me to the area in which I was familiar. Again, the GPS got me to where I needed to be. Now that I knew my way home, I shut off the system. On the drive home my daughter slept, and my thoughts were everywhere as I reviewed my week. My mind turned to the Lord, and I wondered if I turn the Lord's voice on low or even off when I am in familiar territory, just as I did with the GPS. Yes, I am all ears when I face fear, frustration, and anxiety, or when I find myself lost and don't where to go. However, what about my everyday life? Why do I trust that system to lead me to the correct place and not the Lord? As I was driving, I had complete faith in the navigation system. Then I asked myself, "How would my life be different if I obeyed the Lord's direction the same way I obeyed my GPS?" I know when I die my destination is already set, but I must wonder, what detours and wrong paths might I have avoided with obedience?
Do I allow Him to guide my path?
Do I acknowledge Him in all I do?
Proverbs 3:6 (NKJV)
6 In all your ways acknowledge Him,
And He shall direct your paths.
Isaiah 30:21 (NKJV)
21 Your ears shall hear a word behind you, saying,
“This is the way, walk in it,”
Whenever you turn to the right hand
Or whenever you turn to the left.
A tale of two sisters!
In a beautiful village far-away, lived a wise and benevolent man who loved to take in wounded children from various backgrounds and races. His specialty was those who had been brokenhearted by the ills of this world. This generous man was known to be patient with each child, even when they became frustrated with life and themselves. He always understood their behavior, for He knew exactly what was going on in their hearts. For many, His kind of love was difficult to understand, because no other human had ever possessed a love that was purely unconditional. This kind man devoted Himself to each person who landed at His door. He loved to spend time with them. He cherished His long walks and talks with each child. During these talks, He would gently embrace the child and tenderly say, “Confess your sins to Me, I will take care of all that the world has stolen from you. Please give Me your pain.” Then He would gently hold out his hand calling them by name, ”Place your trust in Me, I will take all your sorrow and turn it into joy. Let me take all the bad this world has given you, and I will turn it all into good. ” Holding them tightly as they walked, He would always state lovingly but emphatically, “If you walk with me daily and apply my book to your life, I will cleanse your heart and mind.” This kind man tenderly pointed all to the truth without condemning them whatsoever. If the children listened and obeyed, He was able to teach each precious child how to forgive those who wronged them, to forgive themselves, and to love others...the power He possessed was nothing less than a miracle. His fame spread throughout the land. Wounded people came from all around, and He never turned a living soul away, no matter what sin they had committed. He understood that love covers a multitude of sins. His vast wisdom of human nature was amazing.
In a neighboring village, there were two beautiful young girls who had been told many stories of how this man was able to heal children with broken hearts. Now, these two sisters lived in a family that didn’t know love. Their father had left the home after verbally abusing them and their mother was too busy with her own life. She occupied her time with other men and work. They felt alone. These two sisters couldn’t shake the feeling of despair. All their lives they had felt rejected, abandoned, and considered themselves of no value to anyone. The older sister decided that they must go see this man who performs miracles. She talked her little sister into coming along with her, and off they went to find the town of Haven, where the kind man lived.
They packed their few things and set out on their journey. After traveling for most of the day, they finally reached Haven. They found themselves surrounded by little quaint shops with the smell of delicious foods and homemade bread permeating the streets. The girls were amazed at the friendliness of this town. As they passed each person on the street, they were greeted with hellos and smiles, and even a tip of a hat from some of the men. Their spirits were lifted and a sense of hope rose in their hearts. They walked in a store and looked at the storekeeper. He looked back with a warm smile. With much enthusiasm, the older sister asked if he was aware of the fatherly man who took children in and healed them. He looked at both girls and said, “Yes.” Then she asked, “Is it all true, can this kind man really heal a broken heart?” “Of course, I too, am one of His miracles,” said the storekeeper. “He will restore everything that has been lost.” As they heard these words their hearts pounded with excitement. Then the older sister asked the storekeeper, “How can I find this man?” He gently cupped her chin, and looked directly in her eyes and said, “All who seek Him will find Him.” Pondering on his statement but not afraid, she walked out of his store with a new determination to find this kind man. Outside, the older sister scanned the area, and noticed a sweet looking woman walking her dog. The older sister was certain that this lady could help. She walked over and asked the lady if she knew about the father, who takes children in and heals them. The lady replied with tenderness, “Oh yes, I do.” “He loves people.” The younger sister quickly asked, “Where may we find him?” The lady replied, “You must believe in your heart that He exists.” The younger sister said with eagerness, “Oh, but we do.” The lady replied, “Then you will find Him.”
As the lady walked away, the young girls looked around the village and for a moment, felt a little drained, for they had travelled all day. The older sister sighed and became resolved to find this man of mystery who had healed so many. They pondered on what the two people in the village had said about this man. They started to repeat everything they had been told, “We must believe, and we must seek Him. We must believe, and we must seek Him.” As they continued to chant out loud, one of the sisters noticed a sign down another street which read, “The Way.” They sighed with relief, for they were certain this was the road they were to take. They ran to the sign with such delight. Once they arrived at the sign, they noticed the road was different than all the other roads. For this path was straight and narrow, not at all crooked and wide. It was made with beautiful, shiny, gold bricks that were so clean they appeared as glass.
With smiles on their faces, they grabbed each other’s hand and began to skip down the road. They had never felt so compelled to meet any other person. As they walked down the path, they sensed a peace that passed their understanding. Then they stopped for a moment to rest and take in the fresh air. They began to ponder many things. How could they feel this way? How is that they are not frightened to be in a place of strangers. As they rested, they noticed the path was lined with the most brilliant flowers they had ever seen. Their spirits were so light that they began to laugh with joy, as the warm and gentle sun shined on their faces. This place was so beautiful and soothing. When the girls began their walk again, the pace slowed, so they could take in everything that surrounded them. The trees were tall with lush green leaves that gave much shade on a hot day. All the greenery was manicured to perfection. It was obvious a master gardener had kept these gardens. The birds were chirping loudly, almost as if they were singing praises. They looked at each other as though they could read each other’s minds. They were both overjoyed, because they found Haven. Haven is a place for the brokenhearted and everyone has joy. As they continue on their journey, the older sister made a comment, “This place looks as though it has never known evil of any kind.” “It is almost surreal.” They continued down the golden path, and from a distance they could see a spectacular mansion, much like a castle. As they drew closer to the manor, they began to hear laughter and singing. The sisters looked at each other and their excitement grew, for they were certain this was the place for them...a new start. As they listened to the singing, they thought to themselves, “Are angels singing?” For they have never heard voices like that before. The girls walked a littler further and could see the castle in full view. They wondered if the kind man was some sort of king, for the mansion resembled an old English castle that they had read about in fairytales. Then all of a sudden, a group of children came running by them full of merriment and dance. The older sister, who was quite pensive, said to herself, “Will I ever be able to experience the joy of life as these children do?”
They decided to run up to the children and greet them, but these sisters didn’t realize how far they had travelled. They had grown weary. The younger sister began to feel faint and she started to fall to the ground. Suddenly, the children playing stopped and watched the kind man come running to catch the younger girl before she hit the ground. The kind man grabbed each girl and embraced them. He called each girl by name and said with a smile, “Welcome to my home.” As they walked toward the manor, he held the older sister’s hand, and he carried the younger. He allowed them to rest, not asking any questions until they were ready to speak on their own.
After enjoying a delicious meal, they fell in a deep sleep and slept until morning. They woke up and discussed with one another how they felt. They both were amazed at how peaceful it was in this castle. It was nothing like they had seen in the books of old, this castle was beautiful and warm. The colors in each room were soft shades in which brought much comfort. Even though it should have seemed eerie to be in the home of a complete stranger, they felt safe and secure, a haven from the pain of life.
Each day the kind man nurtured the two girls back to health. He was devoted to them and loved them as only a true father would. He began to teach them His ways. Both girls had never experienced such love and patience. For the first time in their life, they felt as though they had a family. The older sister could not get enough of His teachings and studied vigorously. The younger sister enjoyed her time with the kind man; yet she had a tug in her heart to go back to her old life, the one that was familiar. She felt this new father was all she dreamed He would be. However, His methods of healing were taking too long, and she became bored with His love and ways. She wouldn’t receive the advice given to her by her new brothers and sisters. Oh, she desired a healing, but she didn’t want to put the time into His Word. Sadly, instead of embracing this new way of thinking and living, she longed for the day before she met this man. She convinced herself that the world offered her more than what her father and His village would give her. She told her older sister that she was going to leave and return to their village. With tears streaming down the older sister’s face, she begged her baby sister not to go.
This wise father knew that she was not ready to embrace fully His kind of love. The world still had a strong hold on her. He knew she was going to leave Him. He pleaded with her, “Please don’t go back to where you came from. You are not ready to be out in that cold, dark world. Your healing is not quite complete, you must study my book, and we must communicate daily with one another. I will give you all you desire, but wait on me to perform a complete miracle.” The younger sister decided not to listen to Him any longer. Her heart had hardened. She had become callous. The pull on her heart became even stronger, and she no longer listened to His voice. Nevertheless, her rejection of Him didn’t taint His love for her. He was crazy about her, for He loved her deeply. He knew she would be gone by morning. He whispered in her ear, “I will always love you and when you accepted Me as your father, you became my daughter. I will not let go of you, but I will not keep you here any longer.” That night weeping was heard throughout the manor. The father sat at his table and cupped his face with His hands, and the tears flowed onto the table. He knew that she was going back to a life of despair, but there was nothing He could do. He was a gentleman, and He would never force His ways on her or anyone. It was her decision to make. His heart was broken, for He knew all the trouble that awaited her beyond Haven.
That evening the beautiful young lady left her secure home, where she was surrounded by love and safety. She went back into the deep, dark, world refusing to accept real love.
Pamela Sauer
Now, I am going to ask, which sister are you?
Psalm 147:3 (NKJV)
3 He heals the brokenhearted
And binds up their wounds.
The Lord loves me enough to change me.
I will never understand people who claim Christianity, yet there is no change in their life. They live the same as the world does--profanity laced speech, partying in the bars, and justifying their sexual relations. Why claim Christianity? If there is no change, there is no relationship. I don't get it. What is the point? Believe me, I know what I used to be. I was a liar, promiscuous, back-biting person, who looked out for my interest and only my interest. I am not saying any of this with a self-righteousness attitude. Not at all, I understand the price paid, and I will not take advantage of the grace bestowed on me. I will not make grace cheap. I completely understand the bondage the Lord delivered me from, and I say this with all sincerity and gratitude. I am so thankful that the Lord loves me enough to change me, and to keep that change going.
Let me blunt about this...I was a mess. When I came to know the Lord, I was tired of myself. I desired a change. I knew there was more to life, and when I confessed my sins to the Lord and asked Him into my heart. I no longer desired to behave the way I had accustomed myself. The Lord not only saved me from a Hell-bound life, He saved me from myself. I was on a path of destruction, but now, I embraced the new Captain of my ship.
The Lord has me sailing in a whole different direction. He is cleansing my spirit. No, I am not sinless, but my desire is not to practice sin. My heart is to be more like Him. I want to live as Christ...no longer my will, but His. I do have a true relationship with the Lord. I know, because I read His Word daily, and I desire to obey His Word to the best of my ability. When I fall short, I feel His grace upon me. I look back and think to myself, "Who was that girl in my past?" I know of her, but I don't know her because she doesn't think the way she used to or behave as she once did. There is a change in her.
Ephesians 5:1 (NKJV)
5Therefore be imitators of God as dear children. 2 And walk in love, as Christ also has loved us and given Himself for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God for a sweet-smelling aroma. 3 But fornication and all uncleanness or covetousness, let it not even be named among you, as is fitting for saints; 4 neither filthiness, nor foolish talking, nor coarse jesting, which are not fitting, but rather giving of thanks. 5 For this you know, that no fornicator, unclean person, nor covetous man, who is an idolater, has any inheritance in the kingdom of Christ and God. 6 Let no one deceive you with empty words, for because of these things the wrath of God comes upon the sons of disobedience. 7 Therefore do not be partakers with them.
The Life of a Fisherman...
I was watching the 700 Club the other day, and they interviewed a fisherman who had been affected by the oil spill in the Gulf. I was so taken by what he said that I decided to write about it. He was describing life as a fisherman. He said that we face heat, rain, and hurricanes to do our job. Then he went on to say that you must love what you do, you must have a passion for this kind of work, and if you do, there is no better way of life. I thought to myself that he is describing a Christian, and now I understand why Jesus chose those anglers to be his first disciples. He knew that fishing for men took the same kind of fortitude that it takes to be a fisherman. In our pursuit of leading others to Christ, we too face heat, rain, and hurricanes in the spiritual realm. Naturally, you must apply the second part of his statement as well, for we must have a passion and a love for the job. We must love this truth more than we love ourselves, for this truth will set people free. This love for humanity must be our driving force for us to get back in the boat and do what people of passion do as they fish for men. If you truly love your life as a Christian, then there will be no heat, rain, or even hurricanes that will keep you away from following Christ, even in the deepest of waters. When the Holy Spirit guides you, you will tread any kind of water for the sake of Christ, because it is your life as a fisher of men!
Do you have a passion and a love for Christ? Will you weather any heat, rain, or hurricane to see others come to Christ?
Mark 1:16–20
18 And Jesus, walking by the Sea of Galilee, saw two brothers, Simon called Peter, and Andrew his brother, casting a net into the sea; for they were fishermen. 19 Then He said to them, “Follow Me, and I will make you fishers of men.” 20 They immediately left their nets and followed Him.
Ain't Nothing Like the Real Thing, Baby...
As my family and I walked the Hollywood Boulevard, I was amazed by all that caught my eye. It is difficult to believe that at one time this was the place that shined with many of the silver screen’s finest. This area no longer sparkles with the stars’ presence, but with tourists, drug addicts, and homeless people. Oh, the stars’ names are still a part of this legendary sidewalk, and we were caught with wonder as our eyes watched every step taken to find our feet standing on another famous name. I could see the excitement on my family’s faces as they imagined Doris Day, Cary Grant, and Harrison Ford once gracing the very place in which they now stood. We were not the only ones who seemed to be taken by this renowned area, for tourists were snapping their cameras like crazy. I could hear people talk and point to the star with such excitement, as though the person was actually there. As we continued our walk toward the Grauman’s Chinese Theater, there was Marilyn Monroe getting her picture taken with a crowd of sightseers. I glanced to the right and I saw Charlie Chaplin and Michael Jackson having their pictures taken with fellow stargazers as well. Of course, this was not a free service, for after the snap of the camera, the hand was held out for a little pocket change. I chuckled to myself at how many lined up to have their picture taken with people who were obviously impersonators. I know these pictures were taken for a few laughs and great conversation to enjoy with friends. But my mind began to wonder why so many of us will accept impersonators instead of the real thing. It is a known fact that we were made to worship; yet, instead of worshipping the true God, countless will accept imposters. It is sad how many people are gravitating to cults in droves. Unfortunately, these people receive their concept of God from movies and books and not the Bible. They pursue a god that they can worship, one who endorses their desires and won’t cramp their lifestyles. These people have created their own god in their image and are so far from the real thing.
I always wonder what they receive from a god who was created by themselves. Does one find real peace with this god? Does one believe that they are god, and who would really want that responsibility? Does one ever experience real love regardless of their circumstance? Are they still confused? Is there still a longing inside their heart that something is missing? Is there still the guilt of sin? My heart is so burdened for these people, because I know from experience that nothing fills the human heart as the One and True Living God does. He has filled my heart with Himself. I can recall the emptiness in my heart, waking up every morning wondering if this was all there was in life, never experiencing peace in my spirit. However, today I can tell you that my love is alive in my heart. I know the difference Christ has made in my life. I am not pursuing something that is not real—an imposter. There has been change in me, and I no longer struggle with eternity or with who I am in Christ. Because it is true that “there ain’t nothing like the real thing, baby.” Why waste time on imposters when the real thing is accessible? Are you settling with an or do you impersonators worship the real thing?
Jeremiah 10:10–16 (NKJV)
"10 But the Lord is the true God; He is the living God and the everlasting King. At His wrath the earth will tremble, And the nations will not be able to endure His indignation.
11 Thus you shall say to them: “The gods that have not made the heavens and the earth shall perish from the earth and from under these heavens.” 12He has made the earth by His power, He has established the world by His wisdom, And has stretched out the heavens at His discretion. 13When He utters His voice, There is a multitude of waters in the heavens: “And He causes the vapors to ascend from the ends of the earth. He makes lightning for the rain; He brings the wind out of His treasuries.” 14Everyone is dull-hearted, without knowledge; Every metal smith is put to shame by an image; For his molded image is falsehood, And there is no breath in them. 15 They are futile, a work of errors; In the time of their punishment they shall perish. 16The Portion of Jacob is not like them, For He is the Maker of all things... "
The higher we went, the better the view!
While visiting my sister-in-law in Colorado, we decided to enjoy nature and take a hike in Estes Park. The hike seemed easy at first, for one was enticed by the sound of rushing water. From the left of the trail, was a beautiful cascading waterfall. The water came flowing down the mountain with such a fast paste, that white water appeared as clouds on a party cloudy day. What a sight to behold. It was spectacular. However, this one spot only whetted our appetite to see more. We decided to hike further up the mountain. Now the next jaunt was a little more strenuous than the previous, for we were walking up the mountain and had to conquer pieces of remaining ice leftover from the winter. However, the sound of the rushing water and the anticipation of seeing greater sights were good enough incentives for us weary hikers. After about 1.8 miles we arrived at our desired destination. The waterfall at the top was much grander than the one we viewed at the beginning. We were amazed by the creativity of our God. After we absorbed the freshness of the air and the beautiful scenery, we decided to picnic. We sat on this big rock or more like a boulder and ate our sandwiches. A cool breeze blew across the water. We began to get a chill. A nice reminder of the breeze God sends our way when we are in the thick of a trial. Unfortunately, we couldn’t stay all day, so we descended down the mountain. As we walked to the car, my daughter asked me a poignant question that I just had to spiritualize. She said with such enthusiasm, “Mom, did you notice the higher we went, the better the view?” That question gripped my heart. I said, “Oh honey, yes, and I am going to write about your question. That is such insight into God!”
Saints, there is so much in this question that I was compelled to write about it. Did you realize that the higher we go with God, the better the view? Beloved, the closer we get the more insight we receive on who He is. Of course, I know that pursuing God is never trouble-free. I have been a Christian long enough to realize that the walk up the mountain is not effortless. In fact, it can be quite complex as we desire to see God, but the view is spectacular. Go to Him and seek Him daily. He has so much for us to see. You will not be disappointed by all the sights and sounds along the way, because the higher you go, the better the view!
Jeremiah 33:3 (ESV)
“3 Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known.”
Follow the Leader
On our family vacation this year we decided to tour the lower southwest of the nation. While in Nevada, we visited the Hoover Dam. We bought our tickets for the tour and off we were. We walked in the elevator, and we were greeted by a very lively tour guide named Hal. As we got off the elevator, he gave our group instructions to where we were to walk as we waited for the remaining people to exit the elevator. As I stepped off the elevator, I began to follow the crowd as they walked away. Not really paying much attention to where I was going, for I was in conversation with one of my daughters. All of a sudden, I looked up to find myself in a room with a few of the people from the tour, but no guide. As we were waiting in this room for about a minute, another person from our tour came to us and told us that we missed the turn and were to be in a different room. I had no one to blame but myself, for I allowed a person to lead me. I was not keeping an eye on him to make sure he was going in the right direction. I just assumed the leader knew where he was going.
As I thought about this event, Acts 17 came to mind. This is where Paul preached to the Bereans and they, being people of noble-mind, examined the Scripture daily to see if these things that Paul spoke were true. Oh Beloved, we must not follow our leaders so blindly without checking to see what they teach is true. We must become the Bereans of our time. I couldn't believe how easily we all followed this one individual as though he knew the way, when apparently he was just as lost as we were.
Acts 17:10–12 (NKJV)
“10 Then the brethren immediately sent Paul and Silas away by night to Berea. When they arrived, they went into the synagogue of the Jews. 11 These were more fair-minded than those in Thessalonica, in that they received the word with all readiness, and searched the Scriptures daily to find out whether these things were so. 12 Therefore many of them believed, and also not a few of the Greeks, prominent women as well as men.”
Ch-Ch-Ch-Ch-Changes...
Turn and face the strange, ch-ch-ch-ch-changes. Do you remember that old David Bowie song? I do. As I have thought about the changes in my life over the last year: my children going to college, finding out about an addiction that my son struggled with and seeing God heal his heart, my ministry taking a different direction, and my pastor retiring, with all this, that silly song has played over and over in my head. I know I am not any different than anyone else in Humanville, for change is a part of living, and everyone travels through the seasons of life. Nonetheless, I chuckle to myself when I think how resistant we are to change, and yet, when I run into a friend who has a new hairdo, I will comment on the new style only to get a response, “I needed a change.” And if I decorate a room different in our house, my husband will respond without fail, “I hate change.”However, over a period of time, he will eventually say, “The change is nice.” How many people have you heard say, “I need a vacation because I want a change in pace.” If we know we need change, then why are we so resistant when God takes the initiative to change us? When God came into my life; my heart began to change for the better. The more I studied the Word, the more change occurred in me. Could it possibly be that God brings change in our lives to keep us more dependent on Him? I began to contemplate many questions. What if our lives never faced change? Would we be bored? Would we be the same people? If we never faced difficulty, would we be compassionate to those who do? As I ruminate over the chorus of that old song and I turn and face the strange. I am never alone. God takes the initiative to alter the circumstance in my life to change my heart. He knows best; therefore, I want to embrace any change that makes me more responsive to Him. I am so thankful that I worship a God who never changes but constantly changes me! Ch-ch-ch-changes...
Please ask yourself: is God requiring change in me to see Him clearer? Am I resisting the change that will make me more like Him?
Deuteronomy 30:6 (NLT)
6 “The LORD your God will change your heart and the hearts of all your descendants, so that you will love him with all your heart and soul and so you may live!
Be Incredible for Christ…
I had to pick up my friend’s daughter from preschool the other day. She is full of life and, of course, questions. She makes me laugh, and I always enjoy her innocence. Anyway, I brought her to my house and fed her lunch. After lunch, we decided to watch a movie. We went through several DVDs and she finally decided on The Incredibles. As we sat there and watched the movie together, I noticed something very special about this movie. If you haven’t seen the movie, let me share a quick synosis. The movie begins with the masses asking the government to remove Superheroes from society. Since the people no longer required the services of these superheroes, they went into a protected program much like the witness protection program. These superheroes tried to assimulate into society as regular citzens concealing their identity and powers. As time went on, this requirement became an impossible task, for these superheroes were not able to use their gifts and they felt stifled in life. Mr. Incredible was one of the superheroes who was very frustrated that he was not allowed to use his gifts for the greater good. He longed for the days of old.
The Incredible family consisted of the joining in marriage of two superheroes, Elastigirl and Mr. Incredible. Of course, Mr Incredible can do anything, and his wife is able to stretch like elastic—hence the name, Elastigirl. They begin their life together with a nice home in suburbia. They have three children who have super capabilities as well. Each child has been given a different gift. The first is Violet who is able to make a force field to protect others as well as herself. Then there is Dash who can run faster than lightening, as well as Jack-Jack, who is able to make fire. Yet, no one is able to use his or her gift outside the home. However, as the movie rolls on, each person in the family will be forced to use their unique gift to save their loved ones and eventually the world.
I related this movie to our world and the gifts God gives us in I Corinthians Chapter 12. God bestows each person with a gift to save the world in the spiritual sense. Yes, when you received Christ, at that very moment you were given a gift to benefit the kingdom of God. There are many gifts to consider. Many are gifted in teaching; others have the gift of preaching, musicianship, visiting of the sick, and those who will stand in the gap for others. Of course, not all gifts are listed below. There are many gifts in this vast kingdom, but what I do know is that if you are not walking in your gift, you are not living the life God has for you. You are frustrated in this life just as Mr. Incredible was in his life. Find your gift and use your talent to build the kingdom of God; by doing so, you will save the people of this world from the coming destruction. Go ahead and be a superhero to your fellow humans; give them Jesus! Be Incredible for Christ!
1 Corinthians 12:4–11 (NLT)
“4 There are different kinds of spiritual gifts, but the same Spirit is the source of them all. 5 There are different kinds of service, but we serve the same Lord. 6 God works in different ways, but it is the same God who does the work in all of us.
7 A spiritual gift is given to each of us so we can help each other. 8 To one person the Spirit gives the ability to give wise advice; to another the same Spirit gives a message of special knowledge. 9 The same Spirit gives great faith to another, and to someone else the one Spirit gives the gift of healing. 10 He gives one person the power to perform miracles, and another the ability to prophesy. He gives someone else the ability to discern whether a message is from the Spirit of God or from another spirit. Still another person is given the ability to speak in unknown languages, while another is given the ability to interpret what is being said. 11 It is the one and only Spirit who distributes all these gifts. He alone decides which gift each person should have…31 So you should earnestly desire the most helpful gifts. But now let me show you a way of life that is best of all.”
Are you using your God-given gift to build the kingdom? If not, why? Don’t let Satan and his power stop you!
Why do Christians celebrate a man’s death?
It is not death, we hold dear,
but it the life with Christ,
The One and Only we revere.
Yes, He die on the Cross of Calvary,
His blood flowed from His veins,
Cleansing us from our sins,
And broken are these chains.
Because of this act of love,
we are set free,
Death is gone—defeated,
all this for you and me.
Chirst was no ordinary man,
The One who gave His life for mankind,
He is the Lamb of God,
And through this death, love is defined
An abundant life is what we receive,
When we ask Him into our heart,
And to believe He is God,
This must be our part.
Yes, this Jesus lives,
Someday to return and take His stand,
To establish His Kingdom,
Where all obey His command,
So please understand, it is not death,
but in life we rejoice and thrive,
On Resurrection Sunday,
We shout with one voice: "He is Alive!"
Pamela Sauer
April 4, 2007
New Life
Here in the Midwest, as with much of the rest of the country, we have experienced a long cold winter. Now there were several days that this menacing weather was accompanied by a furious wind that would bite if one were out in it too long, and if we weren't covered with snow, we woke up to cold gloomy days. Yes, each day was filled with the dreary hues of gray, brown, and golden-brown. The hope for spring and the new life promised became a longing in my heart.
Finally, the calendar has tilted toward spring; the robins are busy making their nests as they prepare for their offspring. My heart beats with excitement, everytime I glance out my window to see something new sprout from the ground. The beautiful hues of spring make my yard look alive with shades of yellow, green, white, lavendar, and pink dancing through the landscape. The warm wind sails through my windows with the freshness of the air. The trees are budding, the birds are singing, and the sun takes his sweet time to set across the horizon. It is apparent that new life is flourishing.
Spring is God's natural way to remind us of the precious gift of new life He gave us over 2000 years ago. It is speaking boldly that Christ has risen and when we accept Him, we too can experience a new life. This promised gift is as palpable as watching the grass, which was dormant during winter, becoming lush and green this time of year. What we assume was dead, comes to life in the spring, and if we allow God to work in our life, we can experience life as never before.
2 Corinthians 5:17 (NKJV)
17 Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, he is a new creation; old things have passed away; behold, all things have become new.
Have you experienced that new life in Christ? If you haven't, then asked Him to give you the new life He offers so freely. Just as the flowers bloom, let the Lord bloom in your heart and grow a garden of beauty to be admire by the world.
Garbage
Last week I went on a mission trip with my daughter’s high school class. We went to a small town in Arkansas and ministered in many ways. We performed puppet shows to preschool children, dramas to K-life students, served a church dinner to indigent people, and we carried out a few work projects. One of these work projects consisted of picking up trash along the entrance of a highway. It was amazing to me how much garbage we found in just a short strip of road. I, myself, picked up so many used needles, cigeratte packages, beer bottles, baby diapers, and bottles filled with urine. You can get a lot of insight into people by looking at their trash. Therefore, this trash was a good indicator of the lifestyles of those who had traveled down this path. Needless to say, this task required me to get a little dirty. It is never an easy job to clean up other people’s garbage; sometimes, if I wasn’t particularly careful, the contents of a bottle would leak on me. When that occurred, it took all I had not to gag with repulsion. Of course, the stench from the trash was not a joy ride either. The smells were repugnant and had the ability to make one sick.
While I was cleaning the road, I made an observation; it seemed as though the closer I came to the on-ramp of the highway, the more garbage I had gathered. I began to spiritualize the situation. I thought of how Christ cleansed me from all my garbage. I came to the Lord at the age of twenty-five; by that time, I had been down many roads with my bags full. I had been hurt and rejected by many who had promised to love me. Yet, there was Jesus, who was sinless and pure, willing to reach down and touch a filthy person as me. He never hesitated a moment nor was he grossed out as He began to love me and clean me up. The Lord gladly came along to dispose of my vices, my pain, and brokenness. He placed the debris of my life in those spiritual garbage bags and threw it all away. My garbage is forever gone into that spirtual abyss—never to be retreive again. Christ picks our garbage up willingly and cleanses us from the pain of this world.
Psalm 113:7 (NLT)
7 He lifts the poor from the dust
and the needy from the garbage dump.
Are you still carrying around garbage that needs to be dumped into the spiritual abyss? If so, ask Jesus to do a head-to-toe cleansing of your soul today.
He Listens
Sometimes when I am speaking to my husband, he will get this certain look on his face, and I know that Randy hasn’t heard a word I have said. He is millions of miles away. Moments later, when he has arrived back to earth, he will find me staring at him waiting for a response. He gazes back with perplexity written all over his face. It is that second that he realizes that he has been caught daydreaming. His first reaction is to smile. I will smile back. Then and only then do I know I have his full attention. He is ready to hear me. In this day of distractions, it seems as if everyone is talking, but rarely does anyone listen. I am thankful that we worship a God that not only hears but also listens. The moment the words begin to flow from my mouth, He bends down to hear. God never tires of my voice; in fact, He longs to hear from me. Have you spoken with the Lord today? How would your prayer-life change if you knew God listened? Beloved, He listens.
Psalm 66:19 (NLT)
19 But God did listen!
He paid attention to my prayer.
Psalm 116:2 (NLT)
2 Because he bends down to listen,
I will pray as long as I have breath!
It’s all my Fault…
Having just watched Tiger Woods give his first press conference after his adulterous behavior became public, I was made aware of the disgrace he must be experiencing. He stood there with a room full of media, who were looking for their next story to report, not understanding the price this sin would cost him. It seems as though the world has been waiting to hear from Tiger, so they could assess whether to forgive him or not. As he spoke, all eyes were on him. He admitted that he had no one to blame, and that his actions were “all my fault”. With his apology, shame was apparent. I felt such empathy as I considered what if I was in his place and I had to confess my sins to the world.
Then I pondered on how terrifying the Day of Judgment will be for all who are not walking with the Lord. As I contemplated the severity of this day, my heart skipped a beat. It became very sobering to me to imagine the disgrace each person will experience, standing in the presence of the Lord. Judgment Day will truly be a day of sorrows, and every humiliation one has faced in this life will pale in comparison. For there will be no one to plead their case before the Judge of all humanity. As each person rejects the Lord’s forgiveness, he or she also discards the right to an attorney. Fear and trembling will consumes each person as he or she stands before the Judge and watches the Book open to their name. The Judge will read every wrong committed, and without an advocate, the verdict will culminate in a guilty charge. The realization of each decision ever made will be too much to bear, for there will be neither excuses nor any blame games. The only words that will be echoed throughout the land are “It’s all my fault.”
Revelation 20:11–15 (NLT)
The Final Judgment
11 And I saw a great white throne and the one sitting on it. The earth and sky fled from his presence, but they found no place to hide. 12 I saw the dead, both great and small, standing before God’s throne. And the books were opened, including the Book of Life. And the dead were judged according to what they had done, as recorded in the books. 13 The sea gave up its dead, and death and the grave gave up their dead. And all were judged according to their deeds. 14 Then death and the grave were thrown into the lake of fire. This lake of fire is the second death. 15 And anyone whose name was not found recorded in the Book of Life was thrown into the lake of fire.
Am I ready to face the Judge on Judgment Day?
If not, please ask Jesus to forgive you, and live a life that is worthy to have Jesus as your advocate.
Like it, Love it, and Gotta to have it!
My husband and I were shopping in one of those outdoor malls the other day. Our children were busy with an activity, and we were passing time until they finished. We wandered aimlessly from store to store. After about an hour of walking, we came out of a store and looked up to a sign in the sky. Without saying a word, we both gravitated toward this store as though we were magnets drawn together by magnetic force. We walked in the store, and our taste buds danced with delight, as we anticipated the creamy decedance that we were about to partake. When we approached the counter and glanced up at the menu, there were so many options; it tooks us a few moments to decide if we were to have a shake, a cone, or a cup of scrumptous pleasure. When we finally made a decision and were about to order, there came another question from behind the counter. “What size would you perfer?” As we looked at our choices, the cashier pointed and rattled off...like it, love it, or gotta have it. Randy and I laughed with elation as we considered our preference.
When we sat down to gobble our yummy treat, I started thinking about the different choices offered to us with a smile. I began to reflect on the Bible and how we consume God’s Word. Some of us Christians like the Bible, and we taste the word with a verse here and there, just enough to enjoy on ocassion--to satisfy a craving. Then there are many who love the Word of God. They devour the Word and make it a part of their lifestyle. These people usually participate in a weekly study. Lastly, the next kind of Christians are the ones I desire to be and be with. These Christians always opt for the gotta have it. These people are convinced that they must be fed daily. They know that they can’t make it in this world without the Word of God guiding their lives. They never worry about getting fat on the Word, for they know it is impossible. They feast on a large portion of God’s Word to gain wisdom and understanding on how to live. Their lives are transformed by God's written word. These Christians approach the table (the Bible) as a banquet, and they want to sample everything—not missing one tasty morsel.
Jeremiah 15:16 (NKJV)
“Your words were found, and I ate them,
And Your word was to me the joy and rejoicing of my heart;
For I am called by Your name,
O LORD God of hosts. “
What type of Bible reader are you?
Like it?
Love it?
Or gotta have it?
The Desire of My Heart…
My husband walked through the door with a smile on his face. He was giddy, and I asked him, “How was your day?” He answered me. Then he kept smiling at me, as he asked if I would like to have my Valentine’s Day present early. Now, I just received flowers the day before, and I love my red petite roses, but secretly, I was hoping for something else. “Of course,” I said. Still smiling, he went out to his car and came back into the house with a beautiful heart-shaped crystal bowl adorned with a bright red bow. Inside this beautiful bowl were six chocolate covered strawberries. These strawberries were dipped in milk chocolate with swirls of white chocolate. Chocolate covered strawberries are my absolute favorite, and I was so thankful that Randy knew me well enough to give me something I love. By his actions, I could tell he was pleased with himself as he handed me this bowl of delicious decedance. To tell you the truth, I would rather have these six covered strawberries over my beautiful red roses any day. His sweet gestures made me aware of his love for me, and how he enjoys giving me gifts or better yet, a desire of my heart.
I know my husband is not the Lord, but I believed God reveals His love for us through others. Now, I didn’t say anything to my husband about wanting those scrumptious strawberries, but God knew the desire of my heart. I wouldn’t be surprised to find out that the Lord spoke to my husband about getting those yummy delights to please me. Who knows? However, I do know the Lord loves us. He sends people our way to remind us that He does know the desires of our hearts! Happy Valentine’s Day!
4 Delight yourself also in the Lord, and He will give you the desires and secret petitions of your heart.
Getting to the Mountaintop!
While on a family vacation in Italy, the Lord spoke to me about trials. In Naples, we decided to visit Pompeii. Pompeii is another story for another day. However, at Pompeii, we wrestled with going to Mt. Vesuvius. We couldn’t decide if we wanted to spend the money to visit a crater in the sky. It was hot, and we were tried from spending three days in Rome. Mt. Vesuvius is a volcano that erupted in 79 A.D. and destroyed Pompeii and Herculaneum. However, the consensus was that since we are here, why not? As we drove up the windy road, I sat in the large bus and couldn’t believe how difficult it was to get to the base of the mountain, a journey in itself. We went around curve after curve with a honk of the horn each time to give a warning that we are on the road. Only one vehicle could pass along this narrow road up to the mountain. (It is amazing how our struggles parallel the ride up the mountain. In a trial, we feel alone, and we try to avoid the traffic that may be around each curve, as we reach the destination the Lord has carved out for us). When we arrived at the base of the mountain, we got out and looked up to our objective. I thought to myself, “This is going to be an expedition.” Then I thought to myself, “Surely, I can make it, I walk two to three miles a day.” As I started up the mountain, I went full force, but before I knew it, I was stopping and panting for breath. I really questioned why we decided to do this. However, I continue to walk the path. About half way up the mountain, I had to stop for a moment and take another breather. Then I started to question, “what’s the big deal, I don’t think I will miss anything if I don’t make it all the way. I cannot believe I am paying for this.” There was something in me that made me persevere. So I continue on my journey and came across a store about ¾ the way up the mountain. I stopped and bought a water to drink. I sent my family onward, and I sat there looking over the city of Naples, and I began to pray. Then I pulled out my Bible, and I began to read. Each word on the page gave me strength. I sat there about 15 minutes resting in the Lord. I was refreshed. I decided that I could go further. I began to walk with a skip in my step. I reached the top to find my family there to greet me. I was on the mountaintop, and I didn’t want to leave. The view was even more spectacular from the top than from where I was before. I looked upon the Tyrrhenian Sea and watched the large ships come and go. Then I could see that the wild flowers I had smelled on the way were growing up the side of the volcano. What a sweet fragrance to behold, and a wonderful reminder that the sweetness of the Lord is ever present, even on the way up. On the top of the mountain, the air was cool and refreshing. I was renewed, and it was there I realized, I was meant to be on this mountaintop. Yes, it was a struggle to reach the crest, and if I hadn’t gone the whole way, I would have missed the beauty, grandeur, and satisfaction that I made it to the summit. However, I knew my time was limited, for I had to go down soon to meet our bus. This told me that our adventures on this earth are not to last forever. They are only temporary as we walk this life through. However, the way down the mountain was so much easier. I knew I had overcome my struggle through Christ. My family, who vacillated with wanting to go, said to me later that day, “This was one of my favorite sites we have been to so far.” We also would have missed a wonderful view of Naples because we were weary and didn’t sense that God had so much more for us to experience.
The moral of the story is that I know I someday I will go to the mountaintop for good, and I pray that many of my family members will meet be there to greet me as well. Our struggles in this lifetime will seem like a wisp of a vapor when we reach eternity. In the meantime, the same God who helped me walk up Mt. Vesuvius will walk me up the next mountain I face. I told you all this to remind you that when we are between our mountaintops God presence can be found even on our way up, and yes, that euphoric feeling ones receives on the mountaintop is always worth the struggle getting there.
Philippians 4:13 (NKJV)
13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. 1 Peter 1:6 (NASB95)
6 In this you greatly rejoice, even though now for a little while, if necessary, you have been distressed by various trials,
He Knows!
As I sat in the comfort of my livingroom watching the news of the devastation caused by Haiti’s earthquake roll across my screen, I couldn’t believe my eyes. I sit there glued to the television with a brokenheart. Then when I thought I had seen it all, I watched a bulldozer push hundreds of bodies into a huge hole at the city dump. I was mortified to the absolute disregard for the dead. The tears rolled down my face as I began to pray. I wondered whose brother, sister, uncle, aunt, dad, mother, grandmother, or grandfather was among the dead. I tried to understand the authorities’ decision to dispose of the dead in hopes to protect the living from the outbreak of various diseases. I couldn’t imagine the pain the Haitian people must be experiencing. I wondered what I would do if I were faced with the same circumstances. There would be no funeral or grave site for these people to grieve their loved ones. At least with a funeral, there is some closure; unfortunately, with the vast death toll, the comfort a funeral brings, would not be possible. The only solace I could muster that day was to run to Psalm 139. As I open the Bible and poured my heart over these precious words, I was calmed by each word the psalmist wrote. He understood the omniscience of God. Then I began to understand that humanity will probably never know all who were disregarded that day at the dump, but God knows every precious person that took their last breath by the earthquake. The Lord knows their names, their relatives, where they lived, and their last word spoken. Yes, sadness surrounded me as I pondered on Haiti, but I rested in the assurance that nothing escapes the eyes of the Lord. He knows.
Psalm 139:1–8 (NKJV)
1 O Lord, You have searched me and known me.
2 You know my sitting down and my rising up;
You understand my thought afar off.
3 You comprehend my path and my lying down,
And are acquainted with all my ways.
4 For there is not a word on my tongue,
But behold, O Lord, You know it altogether.
5 You have hedged me behind and before,
And laid Your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me;
It is high, I cannot attain it.
7 Where can I go from Your Spirit?
Or where can I flee from Your presence?
8 If I ascend into heaven, You are there;
If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there.
9 If I take the wings of the morning,
And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea,
10 Even there Your hand shall lead me,
And Your right hand shall hold me.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness shall fall on me,”
Even the night shall be light about me;
12 Indeed, the darkness shall not hide from You,
But the night shines as the day;
The darkness and the light are both alike to You.
13 For You formed my inward parts;
You covered me in my mother’s womb.
14 I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
Marvelous are Your works,
And that my soul knows very well.
15 My frame was not hidden from You,
When I was made in secret,
And skillfully wrought in the lowest parts of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my substance, being yet unformed.
And in Your book they all were written,
The days fashioned for me,
Do you really mean it?
How many times have we told people that we would pray about a need or a particular issue and didn’t? Could it be that we were sincere at the time, but we forgot to pray? Maybe we don’t realize how effective our prayers actually are. We get so use to saying ―I’ll pray, that it become only words, instead of an action we take to the Lord. Or we don’t realize that when we pray we enter the throne room of God. Our prayers are the aroma of sweet incenses before the Lord.
I am sure there have been more times than I would like to admit of why I didn't pray when asked. Nonetheless, it never occurred to me that my refusal to pray is sin before the eyes of my Lord. However, it didn’t take the Lord long to teach me the importance of praying for others’ needs. Lately, I have been bombarded with severe trials, and my prayer life has changed immensely. It is amazing how fast God gave me understanding of prayer; especially, as I have sought people to pray for me and my family as we travel through the storms of life. We are in great need of people who will pray for others. We need intercessors. In R. A. Torrey’ s book How to Pray states, "Those men whom God set forth as a pattern of what He expected Christians to be—the apostles—regarded prayer as the most important business of their lives. I pray that God will help us get the vision of the privilege He has given with prayer. Also, I pray that we understand that when we say, ―I’ll pray, we actually do pray; for so many people are hurting and need to know that others are petitioning heaven on their behalf. Now, by all means, if you say that you will pray, mean it, and begin to pray immediately!
1 Samuel 12:23 ―Moreover, as for me, far be it from me that I should sin against the Lord in ceasing to pray for you; but I will teach you the good and the right way.
1 Thessalonians 5:16–18 ― Rejoice always, 17 pray without ceasing, 18 in everything give thanks; for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus for you.‖
How to resolve praying for others when asked.
1. When asked to pray...pray immediately.
2. Write the request down and lay it by your bed. Train yourself to look at your list before you go to bed or first thing in the morning.
3. Always think about what you would do if you would find yourself in the same situation...empathy always works.
4. Be satisfied in knowing that you called on God to help a fellow person in their time of need.
I feel so alive!
The other day my neighbor and I were on our weekly walk together. We were praying for our neighborhood and some friends. Then we began to thank God for the beautiful fall day He had so graciously given us. This led into praising God for people and many things He has done in our lives. As we continued to walk and praise God, we both bubbled up with joy and started to giggle. Then my friend said, “I feel so alive!” My spirit agreed with hers and I too felt alive…really alive. I walked from her house to mine with a skip in my step.
When I arrived home, I ruminated on the experiences of the morning. Then I realized that when one has the living God in their heart, and the praises of Him flowing from their mouth, they are truly alive! In fact, I would boldly say that unless one has had a similar experience, then one is not living! They are dead...a dead man or woman walking. The Bible makes it clear that unless we know Christ, we are dead in our sin. However, once we accept Christ, we are alive, and not only alive, but alive forever more! I hope you have pondered on these words and feel more alive than ever, because you know that God lives inside of you. Whenever I think of God and how alive we are in Him, I remember the quote by D.L. Moody: “Soon you will read in the newspaper that I am dead. Don’t believe it for a moment. I will be more alive than ever before.” D.L. Moody knew what it meant to be alive! Do you feel alive today?
Ephesians 2:4-5 But God, who is rich in mercy, because of His great love with which He loved us, 5 even when we were dead in trespasses, made us alive together with Christ (by grace you have been saved),
Preparation…
As I was driving the other day, I came across a marquee in front of a church that stated "Prepare your hearts, for Christ is coming." I wasn't sure if the marquee was communicating a message of Christmas or the second coming of Christ. I had to ask myself, "Was I preparing for the coming of Christ?" I thought of the all preparation that goes into Christmas alone. Most of us will shop, bake, and decorate until the last moments of the season. We will spend long nights wrapping; we get up early to clean, and rush packages off to who knows where, and then we take many trips to the store to pick up that one item for the Christmas meal. The time that has been spent in preparing for the "big" day is immeasurable, yet the question still remains, how much time have we taken to prepare our hearts? Yes, many of us read our devotionals and pray, but have we prepared our hearts? If Christ were to come today, would our hearts be ready?
James 5:8 (NKJV)
8 "... Establish "prepare" your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand."
*Emphasis added by the author
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Pam,
I just wanted to take a minute and send a huge thank you for this book. It was a pleasure to hear you speak at our Titus II Banquet. You are truly an inspiration. It so good to listen to someone who is just like the rest of us, trying to figure out our path.
Your book is an easy read!!! It is so understandable to those who are a baby Christian and also a great inspiration and help to seasoned Christians. I hope and pray that your books get into the hands of those who are not Christians, and those who are not saved.
Personally there is so much in your book that I could relate to and struggles that I still to this day struggle with.
I was raised in an abusive home and very familiar with thoughts, attitudes, and feelings in this book. It has really helped me to want to work on those areas and finally close the door on some of those feelings and betrayals.
Thank you so much for wanting to be a better person and to help others want the same thing for ourselves and families.
Sincerely,
Lisa Kelly
LIVE SIMPLE, CARE DEEPLY, AND LOVE FOREVER.
It was the time for me to take another walked down my past for the last time and peel those layers off and leave them for good. I think this book is for any age and sex, it helps you to open you eyes to a lot of things you are dealing with and not wanting to remember anymore. This book will guide you though the healing process from your past and work on what GOD has for your further. I believe this is the best book, it is easy reading, and I feel GOD talks to you though it and leads you to FREEDOM. People have been in bondage for a long time and they think that's the way life is and it's not. I believe this book is the key for many people who need help from Bondage. This book answered a lot of questions. Help us get the word out and help those people in BONDAGE be FREE.
Thank you
Jennifer Steele
NO MORE BONDAGE
I sit and wonder: "Why am I here?"
Please make this mess disappear.
Arguing and alcohol, couriers of despair,
Deposit their burdens, more than I can bear.
Anguished mother hurts me,
Father runs and flees,
Bitterness consumes the heart,
Alone and scared, I want to part.
Drugs ease the pain away,
Isn't that what some say?
I find that this cannot be so.
My heart is still so full of woe.
Dark prison surrounded by disdain,
No release from these chains,
Anger internalized, bust rebel,
No escape from this hell.
Will anyone hear the plea?
What is the key?
Will I make it through?
What am I to do?
Jesus, rescue me!
And the scattered debris,
Hut and pain is all I know,
Let the healing powers flow.
Jesus, please come near,
And wash away the tears.
Despair must depart,
Once hope fills the heart!
I felt His presence right way--
He began the work that very day
Healing came slowly, over time,
Nevertheless, healing was mine.
Generational sins came to an end,
Now my heart is on the mend!
Chains off, indeed I'm free--
No more bondage for me!
Pamela Sauer 4/4/06
The House of the Lord
To dwell in the House of the Lord,
Grace and peace galore!
Goodness and mercy are the rule,
But wait, there is so much more!
There are Pastures of green,
And waters serene,
Beautiful mansions to hold,
Everything new and pristine.
There are streets paved in gold,
Gates of pearl unfold,
Walls of precious jewels,
What wonders to behold!
Glory and majesty at hand!
And rejoicing throughout the land,
As Christ appears,
In awe we will stand.
Casting crowns at His feet,
Worshipping Him in replete,
Holy and Worthy is the lamb,
Will be recited in the streets!
Now, so much awaits you and me,
It is there we will see,
Christ crowned King of kings,
And declare His Holy decree!
And then the promised award,
Will be granted, not ignored!
To rule and reign with Him,
What a glorious reward!
To dwell in the house of the Lord,
To live forever with the one we adore,
To give Christ honor and glory,
Isn’t this what we long for?
Pamela Sauer, September 2007
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