Sunday, November 29, 2015

The Storm Will Happen

Long ago shipbuilders would select a tree at the top of a hill for the mast of military and merchant ships. All the surrounding trees were brought down in a effort to strengthen the chosen one with gusts of wind and storms. The tree would grow stronger as years went by until it was ready to be the foremast of a ship.

Such is the life of a person of faith. We can topple under temptation and trials or dig our roots down deep so we can stand strong against any storm. The storms will happen, what we do in them is our choice.

Sunday, November 22, 2015

Thankful In All Things

To me, standing firm in my faith means I let God be in charge regardless of what my feelings say or how things look. That's not always easy to do when circumstances seem dire. The choice is mine to believe He controls all or nothing at all. There is no gray area.

The Bible says we are to praise Him in everything. And as weird as it seems, I've begun thanking Him for those things of lesser value. In a book I read recently, Power in Praise, Merlin Carothers says if we dwell too much in fear and doubt we block God from entering the situation. On the other hand, thanking and praising Him for it releases his power. And it seems to change how I feel about it. I'm kind of excited to see what He does.

Sunday, November 15, 2015

Paradoxes of Prayer

PARADOXES OF PRAYER

I asked God for strength, that I might achieve. 
I was made weak, that I might learn humbly to obey...
I asked for health, that I might do greater things. 
I was given infirmity, that I might do better things...
I asked for riches, that I might be happy.
I was given poverty, that I might be wise...
I asked for power, that I might have the praise of men.
I was given weakness, that I might feel the need of God...
I asked for all things, that I might enjoy life.
I was given life, that I might enjoy all things...
I got nothing that I asked for-
but everything I had hoped for.
Almost despite myself, my unspoken prayers were answered-
I am among all, most richly blessed!

Author Unknown

Saturday, November 7, 2015

Past Failures

What a wonder it is to see our adult children live their lives totally separated from the apron strings that they once held onto. Although I never wore an apron, there was a time they put their little hand in mine.

But sometimes I see a side of them I wish wasn't there. I resist the urge to literally shake them back to   the caring person I usually see. Sadly, I know some of my past failures have grown them to this place, this attitude. Despite my regrets at the decisions made long ago, I can't change what is done.

That God will use "all things" to accomplish His unique purpose must give me the hope to continue. My days of teaching the boys may not be a sit down lesson any longer, but my example speaks louder than words. I can't let regrets diminish today's inspiration. After all,  none of us are finished products yet.