0 muddy hands: February 2006

Saturday, February 25

His true girl


The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty;
he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy;
he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing. Zep 3:17

God smiles. He rejoices over me. He is so in love with me. Even when I show no affection toward Him. He never gives up on me. His love is continual and unconditional. He is pleased when I glorify His name. When I seek to please Him - I am pleased as well. When my delight is in him - I become a delight not only toHim, but to others. Regardless of who I am, or think I am, He knows the truth. The whole truth. Nothing but the truth. He knows the depth of my being because He knew me before the foundation of the earth. I'm His "true girl!"
As my oldest son and I giggled together about his charm with the little ladies, he proceeded to tell me that he had a "true girl". You know, "the one who is in your heart", he says to me. Innocently, he blushed and I smiled inside and out. I'm glad to be God's true girl. He is all about me. He digs me. He thinks I'm the bomb! He paints sunsets for me. He sends songbirds to deliver beautiful sonnets to awaken me some mornings. He sends me flowers. How could I not be in love with Him? He gave His life for me. How promising to know true love. Reassuring. Comforting. Hopeful. All I ever wanted.
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Jesus, Lover of my soul, thank you for being so in love with me. Thank you for never leaving me. I praise you for shouting on mountaintops with me and holding me tight in the dark valleys. You are so beautiful. Your creation thrills me. The design and detail of each person, place, and thing is so unique. What fun you must have when you create your masterpieces. Your word says that your invisible qualities are clearly seen through your creation. You are surely a God of vibrancy, wonder, splendor, variety ... my words can never portray who you really are. To behold your face - I look forward to that day - to fall on my knees and worship the one who allows me to enjoy all that He has. As the sunsets here and rises elsewhere, I pray that you surround those across the world with your grace and truth. May the gospel of hope be carried to India and Turkey today and everyday until your return. Quicken the spirit of the true worshippers igniting a fire in their souls that causes your word to be a blaze across the earth. Deepen my trust in you. Burn away the draws that tarnish this vessel. Forgive my selfishness. May all my affection be towards you alone. Give me more of you. Pursue my sisters in Christ. Bind their hearts to yours. Paint those vivid sunsets to remind us of your beauty. Send us flowers this spring to remind us of your gift of love. Send us songbirds to remind us the sweet sound of your name. Jesus, you are all that we need. Be my "true love". I love you. Your will be done. You are my Jesus.
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Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him: I will set him on high, because he hath known my name. Psalm 91:14

Wednesday, February 8

try & try again...


never give up. get up and do it.
Today I've done many things, but nothing that most would notice. Still, I look around at all that I have not done. A sense of defeat has come over me. My mind chatter has once again tried to tell me that I will probably not change. But, but, but.... What about this, what about that... Yea, Yea, but... Overwhelmed. Proscrastinating. Lazy? Bored. Inadequate. Not quite sure what it is. Just not sure that I'll ever be different. The whining is a short-lived gratification and/or relief. But to be honest, it makes me even sicker. My intent was to seek solace in writing. As I have just read through the last few lines - I sense the Lord's prompting of my spirit even as I try to escape through writing. I'll never give up. I'll never give in. Maybe for a moment, maybe for a day, but never completely. I have come to know His wonderful promises. Comfort comes over me even now as I recite them in my mind. Once again, He has closed my mouth of things that just should not be part of my vocabulary. I tell my boys over and over that " in our homeschool, we do not say the words I can't do it!" Yet, I succumb to that very thought many days. --Hey, chick - practice what your teaching! Today, my youngest son was trying out his new skates and did fairly well for his first time. What I observed was his determination to learn on his own. All the while, I'm pleading with him to let me help. Yes, he eventually gave in to my pleas, but only to please me, not because he finally realized he needed help. My oldest son was on to new tricks and turns, but every now and then needed a helping hand. Once again, another lesson I can learn through my awesome children. Many times I try to do things on my own and become frustrated at the outcome. In my mind, I've become so consumed with the idea that I can do it own my own that I do not even consider asking for help. And right with me is my Father God who is saying take my hand, listen to my instruction, and follow my example. Then, when I am more experienced, he can trust me with "new tricks and turns"- always remembering that He is there to give his righteous right hand to pull me up and get me going again. He is so good. He is a good teacher, coach, motivator, encourager and Father. I can do all things!
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Father in Heaven, I love you. I praise you and adore you. Forgive me for insisting that I do things on my own. Forgive me of my foolish pride that hinders me from accepting help. Thank you for loving me in spite of my stubborn attitude. You are so good to me. You heal my brokeness. You affirm me. You esteem me. I want to please you. Amazing you are. Thank you for allowing me to see the good in myself and not just the bad. Help me to be better at practicing new things and not giving up on the first attempt. I pray that you help comfort others who struggle with the same things. I pray that you encourage others with my same personality. Teach us Lord to not stumble on our strengths, but to allow you to use them for your work. You knew us before we were created in our mother's womb. You designed me and I'm a wonderful creation. Strengthen my weak traits and send others to help guide me. Your word is so reassuring - You say that you began a good work and you will be faithful to complete it. Complete me. Mold me. You are my potter. I am the clay in your hands. A most beautiful work of the Almighty Artist. Thank you for my creativity. Thank you for my spontaneity. Your will be done. In Jesus name, Amen.
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I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me. Phil 4:13

Thursday, February 2

alluring




not a best seller.

not a classic.

no pretty pictures.

Remember, you should never judge a book by its cover. For that matter, you should never judge a book by the title or cover illustration. You may miss out on some really good books or waist your precious time on junk reading. I love to read, but as I've shared before, I struggle with completing tasks, and the same goes for books. I have on my nightstand five books that I am casually attempting to read through at the present time. I am progressing... I can honestly say that I have never read a book from beginning to end - quickly - dedicating all reading time to one book. No, not even in high school or college. Cliff notes, of course! ~~~ However, progress has been made and I am celebrating an accomplishment. Reading "Tortured for Christ" was challenging. Give it a try. A true story -- better than prime time "reality" television- Jewish Christian, tortured for 14 years in Romanian Communist prison. I believe it is a must read for anyone claiming to be a follower of Jesus Christ. Some may take my recommendation - most of you never will. The same question repeats in my constant mind chatter -- what is most alluring to me? You know, what is extremely attractive and fascinating? Many things come to mind both good and bad, but none are THE ANSWER. My heart and mind are changing. Things that at one time had highly attractive quality are beginning to look dull. Extremely dull. Moreover, a life totally sold out to Christ is becoming fascinating. Recently, my thoughts have been on people that made real impact on my life and there is one commonality they share -- I truly believe that they would be willing to die for their belief. A life lived for Christ can be risky -- His word says, For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: and whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it. For what is a man profited, if he shall gain the whole world, and lose his own soul? or what shall a man give in exchange for his soul? ~~~ We torture our own selves over things that just do not matter and have no eternal significance. So then, why not live a life that could possibly entice persecution that may bring about great eternal significance? Ask yourself. If we live wide open for Christ - we should expect persecution of some sort. He said so himself! Don't take my word for it, read His and see.

A man really believes not what he recited in his creed, but only the things he is ready to die for. –Richard Wurmbrand

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Father, I am humbled by your presence in my life. I am honored that in spite of my rebellious attitude, you still love me and pursue me. You never give up on me. You reveal yourself through your wonderful, holy word when I am willing to deny my personal time and spend it with you. Thank you for opening my eyes and mind to think globally about your people. May I not forget my brothers and sisters that are suffering around the world for you. Convict us as Americans to pray without ceasing for our country. We are not far from losing freedom and becoming a persecuted country. Our freedoms as christians are being challenged- slowly and subtly. I know that your heart must be sadenned because your creation has turned from you and fallen into the enticement and false truth that sin presents. Stir in me the desire to tell others about you everywhere I go. I am on mission everyday with every face that I look into - starting in my children. Let me never forget that you call us all to "Go and Tell". To go across the street and across the world. When my feet can't go, remind me that my checkbook and my prayers go along way. Strip me of my selfish desires that consume my time, money, and wonderful resources that you give. Forgive me for flirting with sin. Forgive me for neglecting you and running when I know you are calling. Why do we substitute your fulfilling goodness with artificial junk. Help us all to see that what we keep looking for in other things -- can only be found in you. Guide my eyes, ears, hands and entire being to you - where real, real, real joy and love and life at its best are found. Talk is so cheap and I want to live the word. I want to live out what you teach. You say in your word that we are to be peculiar people. I want to be different than the world. The world is competing, comparing and trying to be different, but most just repeat the same stuff --- I want to be part of your remnant of true followers that are quite abnormal. Praise you for hard days that bring me to your arms. Praise you that I was able to finish an entire book. Thank you for showering grace on me when I'm so full of doubt sometimes. Praise you for progress. For you I will press on. Persevere. Endure Trials. Stand firm during testing. And open my life for more training. You have never failed me. May I prove you over and over as well. May I live a life that resonates you. May I live beyond myself causing others to see your radiance.

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He died for all, that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised. 2 Cor 5:15