The Light After the Darkness

Sometimes we get to see something amazing after the dark times.

The Bible study that my hubby and I attend, recently focused on the temptation of Jesus, out in the wilderness, found in Matthew. There are certain aspects of that account, that always jump out at me.

One is that Satan doesn’t even go after Jesus until He’s at His weakest, nothing to eat for forty days. I mean, let’s face it, most of us get cranky when we have to do fasting blood work. The first thing he tries to get Jesus to do is to turn rocks into bread and alleviate His suffering.

I think that scenario is true for many of us. We are often not tempted to sin when everything is going well, but when we are tired, in pain, lonely, or desperate for relief, that’s when we can become targets. I always find the temptation story an important reminder that Jesus, Himself was tempted, so He gets it when we are too. But, that’s also when we can cling tightly to, “I can do everything through him who gives me strength.” Philippians 4:13

My pastor put a new angle on the account that I hadn’t thought of before. He pointed out that the angels didn’t appear to help, that the supernatural didn’t enter into the fray, until Jesus resisted the temptation on His own. We don’t find the angels attending to Him until He tells the devil, “no.”

My pastor asked us if we had ever found ourselves in a dark situation and wondered if God was really there. Was God really listening? Did He even care?

These questions gave me some serious food for thought.

I can say in my own faith walk that there have been times when God has seemed silent, times when I desperately wanted answers and none seemed to come.

As I look back on those times, I can see that God used them to grow my faith. Do we believe that God is at work when all seems lost? Do we believe that He walks with us when we are at our lowest? Do we believe that He’s present when we see no evidence of it?

When we can answer that question with a yes, our faith grows, which is what it is supposed to do. We can tell our children all day long that they can ride a bike without training wheels, but at some point, we have to let go so they can see for themselves. After they complete that ride, we celebrate with them with some major pride and joy.

Maybe our faith walk is the same. Maybe from time-to-time, God lets go so that we can see how much He has taught us and how much we have grown.  Like any good father, He’s close by and afterwards, He celebrates with us and shows us something new and special that we couldn’t have possibly understood or appreciated  without the struggle.

That little nugget just happened to be something I needed to wrap my heart and mind around. Perhaps you needed to as well.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Gideon Inspiration

The light still defeats the darkness.

Last Sunday, my pastor told Gideon’s story. It’s found in Judges 6-8. It picks up where once again, Israel had turned their backs on God, and once again, tragedy had befallen them. The Midianites were stealing their crops every year and killing their cattle, leaving them to starve.

Once again, when things got bad enough, Israel realized they had been wrong and Israel turned back to God. He heard them and decided to save them.

Does this pattern sound familiar?

He decided to use a man named Gideon. It’s a fascinating story, but Gideon basically did not feel that he was in any way capable of defeating his enemy. God assured him he was because God was with him. Gideon asked for some signs and God gave him every one he asked for.

Finally, Gideon decided that he would comply with God’s plan and he gathered his clan. He began with 32,000 men. God said that was too many and 10,000 were sent home. Then God did another sifting that eventually left Gideon with 300 men.

In the beginning, Gideon was too afraid to even agree. I can’t imagine what he must have thought when 32,000 men dwindled down to 300, but God knew and He wanted to be sure Israel knew that they would not win this battle on their own.

When the time came, the Bible says that the enemy was thick as locusts and the camels could no more be counted than sand on the seashore.

To make the battle even more amazing, God didn’t even send them with swords. He sent them with trumpets and jars with torches in them. When Gideon gave the command, they blew their trumpets and smashed their jars. The light and the power of God, sent the enemy running.

That’s all it took.

God has never required the assistance of mankind to achieve the miraculous.  When He does choose to use humanity, it’s rarely thousands of the strongest. No, it’s more often the weakest and most humble and always the obedient, who are willing to trust and step out in faith.

Gideon was afraid, but he trusted God and he was rewarded in a huge way.

We still have the ability to defeat all kinds of evil and darkness with the light of Christ. When we think about all of the things and situations that we fear, and what God may be calling us to do, perhaps we should ask ourselves if it’s a more dire situation than Gideon’s, or David’s, or Elijah’s?

Roman’s 8:15 says, “For you did not receive a spirit that makes you a slave again to fear, but you received the Spirit of sonship. And by him we cry, “Abba, Father.”

We don’t worship a God. We worship The God. The Holy Spirit isn’t a spirit, He’s The Spirit. Because of Jesus, we can call God, Abba, which translates to something like “Daddy.” That makes Him intimate and close to us, with us, not distant and far away.

What more reassurance can we possibly need? Gideon’s story reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

The Comfort Zone Rut

When we say yes to Jesus, all kinds of beautiful things can occur.

As we plow into January, many of us are taking time to do a little self-reflection and try to address any ruts we may find ourselves. I’m a gal who loves a routine. I love my comfort zones. I mean, the name alone, has the word comfort in it. But, sometimes our comfort zone can become a rut.

A rut is something we may find ourselves in because we have done it for so long, we don’t necessarily know how to get out. Sometimes we don’t even want to get out.

There are times when we do things like eat the same exact meals week after week, that we don’t even realize that we have lost our passion for cooking or for tasting some of the really great foods God has blessed us with.

There are times when we have become comfortable sitting in front of the television night after night, kind of checking out, when we could be reading a good book, or meeting friends for dinner, or actually having a conversation with our families. We could even do something crazy like play a card game or a board game.

My mama actually inspired me right before Christmas. She took a trip to the Canadian Rockies. Now keep in mind, that this woman has always loathed the cold. When we had the rare snow day when I was growing up, she watched from a window inside the house. She’s always been more of a beach gal.

But, a friend of hers convinced her to go. She bought all of the necessary gear and she second-guessed herself all of the way. The trip was too close to Christmas and she had so much to do. What was she thinking?

But, ultimately, she went and she had a blast. She told me without a doubt, it was the prettiest place she had ever been in her entire life. Sure, it was cold, but it was well worth it. She was so thankful that she said yes, to a new adventure.

There are all types of comfort zones, ruts and adventures. Some adventure may take us some place far away and exotic and some may keep us closer to home. There are also spiritual adventures.

Spiritual adventures occur when we decide to open our hearts up to God’s calling for us. Is He calling you to read the Bible more regularly? Is He calling you to get involved in Christian community? Is He calling you to reach out to others in some way? Is He calling you to pick something up? Is He calling you to lay something down? He could be calling you to heal.

All of those spiritual endeavors can be a little scary. It would certainly be easier to stay right where we are. But, following Jesus was never meant to be the easy route. However, following Jesus was never meant to be boring either.

My mama’s trip reminded me that it’s good to take stock from time-to-time on where we are and where we would like to be. It reminded me to search for the beautiful at every opportunity and to not be afraid of adventure. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Living In Divine Peace

Peace like a river comes from trusting God.

Last week, our Advent focus was supposed to be on peace. I thought about it. I prayed about it. I even wrote about it and then God gave me the opportunity to live it.

My car has had some sort of break issue going on, and last week, we got it into the shop. It turned out to be a fairly big issue that was covered under the extended warranty. We took it in very early on Wednesday morning, expecting to get it back that afternoon. Well, a one day repair, turned into three.

The entire week, I stayed calm and not really even frustrated. I chose to see it as a minor inconvenience. My hubby dropped me off at work and picked me up. My daughter drove herself and her brother to school, no biggie. I reasoned that there are many families who only have one car and I counted my blessings.

On Friday, we finally got my car back. My hubby was driving and was so impressed about how the brakes finally felt right, not spongy. (I hadn’t known there was a problem to begin with.) Our family ate dinner out Friday night and ran several errands.

On Saturday, my hubby and I went to Home Depot, and then did some Christmas shopping, and then went to Sam’s for a big grocery run. There was traffic everywhere. The roads were packed. On our way back home, with no notice, the brakes began acting weird; there was a burning smell; a warning light came on, on the dashboard as we turned out of the traffic and onto a much quieter street. Just as we coasted safely into a right turn lane, the brakes locked up completely.

My hubby and I looked at each other wide-eyed. The brake pedal was completely stiff. We had no brakes. I grabbed the manual to search for the meaning of the dashboard warning lights.

I found the message that accompanied the bright yellow triangle- shaped light and gulped. It read: “Warning- you CAN be KILLED or SERIOUSLY HURT if you don’t follow instructions.”

We collected our thoughts for a moment and called a tow truck to tow our car back to the mechanic. We then called our teenager, who came and loaded up a car full of groceries into her little bitty Civic.

Never once did I lose my peace. We were safe. Our groceries and Christmas gifts were safe.

As I thought about it later that day, I was also filled with a sense of gratitude and awe. Those brakes locked up at the perfect time and there’s no way that was a coincidence. Had it been 10 minutes earlier, we would have been in crazy traffic. We could have been seriously hurt or worse. Had it been the night before, we were also in bad traffic, but it was 27 degrees and my daughter was in the car with us so she couldn’t have rescued us or our groceries, from the side of the road.

It occurres to me that the peace that comes from knowing Jesus is tied very closely with trusting God and watching for Him, because He shows Himself all of the time. I’ve no doubt that He held us tightly in His hand on Saturday and delivered us safely back to our home. The peace that comes from that knowledge is priceless.

Whatever it is that we struggle with, God has under control. He’s always working and usually, if we look closely, we can see Him.

Some car trouble this weekend reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

Embracing the Wonderful

What we choose to focus on in life, is a choice.
What we choose to focus on in life, is a choice.

I had the opportunity to watch the movie, “It’s A Wonderful Life,” over the weekend. It’s my daughter’s favorite Christmas movie and perhaps one of the best movies ever made. As usual, she and I were crying like babies at the final scene.

She commented during the movie, that the only thing she doesn’t like about it, is we never get to see the villain, Mr. Potter, get what’s coming to him. I completely understand her point. Although he’s mean-spirited throughout the film, towards the end, he’s a criminal. He takes money that isn’t his and then tries to have George Bailey arrested.

Most of us know by heart, the verse from Galatians 6:7, “Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows.” We want to see Potter get justice.

We love the idea of good always winning, but in the movie, good does win, just not in the way George Bailey had in mind.

Every time Mr. Potter tried to knock George down, something good came of it. When he insisted that George not see the world and stay home to run the family business, George married the love of his life. When he tried to put George out of business when there was a run on the bank, George used his own hard earned money to convince people not to panic and keep the doors of the savings and loan open.

That selfless act planted seeds of mercy and compassion in the hearts of  the townspeople that would sprout much later in the movie when he desperately needed them.

And when George’s hour was the darkest, Mr. Potter kicked him one more time and he decided to take his own life. Meanwhile, the entire town prayed for him. God listened and sent an angel and George decided he wanted to live even if he was going to jail for a crime he did not commit.

But, there was more intervention going on too. (There always is.)  All of those kindnesses and mercies that George had been spreading for all of those years sprouted that night and just about everyone in town showed up at his house on Christmas Eve, with money to donate to replace what was stolen.

While we didn’t get to see Mr. Potter get his, it never was about Potter anyway. The story was about George. The story was about him doing the right thing, even though things never went like he planned or wanted them to go. The story was about him learning to embrace the life that he was given and the people who God entrusted to him.

His story is our story. Very often in life, things do not go like we plan and all Christians have a common enemy who likes to knock us down. But, if we keep our eyes focused on God and not our own Mr. Potter, and continue to sow seeds of kindness, mercy and love, they will eventually sprout, just as George’s did. God will grow something beautiful with all of our perceived failures and weaknesses if we allow Him to.

Who knows, He may send us angels too; the Bible tells us we may have even entertained them and not know it. There’s a lot of negativity to focus on in life. There always is; but focusing on God and all of the good He gives us, is a choice, one we are free to make.

George Bailey reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

December Reflections

Perhaps the best gift we can give this season is prayer.
Perhaps the best gift we can give this season is prayer.

Today is the first day of December. The Christmas season is well underway. I’m hearing Christmas songs playing on the radio. I’m seeing houses decorated with lights. I’m seeing cars, with trees strapped to the top. That always makes me smile.

I have seen a huge board outside our cafeteria, full of wishes of children for Christmas, in our Secret Santa program. There is everything from socks to bicycles on that board and all kinds of things in between. I saw many parents take an item at our Thanksgiving feast and then when an e-mail went out appealing for help with all that remained, I saw some of those same parents come and pick another item.

I have seen amazing generosity at the school I am blessed to work in. I have seen God at work in this season.

I have also seen an incredible amount of tragedy this season. Gatlinburg, Tennessee, is in ruins. A wild fire burned a huge portion of it. Many people lost their homes and some even lost their lives. But, I also saw the rain all Southerners had been desperately hoping and praying for that eventually helped to control those mountain fires.

I find it kind of interesting that while a good portion of the fires blazing in the Georgia, Tennessee and North Carolina mountains appear to be man-made; it took the power of God to finally get the best of them.

In my own little town, there have been two families who lost a father within a week of each other and another family who lost a daughter. When a co-worker came by my desk with a post it note to ask me to pray for one of those families, I could see God at work. When my pastor’s wife asked me to pray for another, I could see God at work and when a brand new Facebook friend, asked for prayers for the third family, I could again, see God at work.

We live in a broken world on this side of Heaven. There’s sickness, and death, and tragedy here. There are wild fires that sometimes burn out of control. But, there’s beauty here too, and generosity that sometimes brings me to tears. Sure, there’s plenty of hate, but there’s more love and love trumps hate every time.

As I think about the celebration of the birth of our Savior, I find myself wondering if this season isn’t perhaps a season that the enemy seeks to attack us the most. The birth of Christ was really the official beginning of Satan’s demise and since deception and destruction are his mantra, wouldn’t he use this time to target believers?

I feel a deep urge to pray in this season, to pray for the people of Tennessee, and the people who are struggling with sickness, and the people who are struggling financially, and for the people who are mourning.

I pray that those who feel lost and alone, will find the comforting arms of Jesus. Maybe this season, what our country needs more than anything, is some prayer warriors, people who are willing to stand in the gaps for people who are too weary to pray for themselves. It’s possible that in this moment in time, it’s our opportunity to, “Prepare the way of the Lord.”

Perhaps you would like to join me.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

No Matter the Weather

No matter the weather, God has us covered.
No matter the weather, God has us covered.

Yesterday at work, the most popular topic of conversation was that rain was headed our way. Weather is always a well discussed subject in rural Georgia, but lately it’s been the centerpiece of our thoughts as well as our conversations.

We haven’t had rain in 42 long days here and to add to our misery, a good portion of the north Georgia mountains are on fire. In a state known for its humidity, we have become much more like a desert lately.

Rain is one of those things that we don’t give much thought to unless it is interfering with our plans somehow, like a day at the pool or the 4th of July picnic. The other instance that causes us to really think about it, is times when we need it.

Rain is an interesting phenomenon. Too much of it makes the earth flood and causes all types of disaster and damage. Too much rain will kill crops.  Too little of it results in drought. Crops can’t grow without rain. Trees are weakened without rain. We would eventually run out of drinking water without rain.

It’s all about balance. Isn’t it always?

I found myself pondering the concepts of rain and drought all day yesterday. I thought about how our lives go through times of drought and floods as well.

Sometimes we find ourselves wondering if the rains of change will ever stop. There are seasons where we want more than anything for the earth to stop turning. We long for a day of peace where nothing changes and nothing new happens, good or bad. We get to a point where we truly believe that just one more thing added to our already heavy load, will actually drown us somehow.

We don’t dare ask, “what else can happen?” but we think it. We find ourselves praying for peace and stability and we wonder if God hears us.

But, then there are those seasons where we wonder if anything will ever change. We pray and pray for some spiritual rain, for guidance, for a new plan or the next step, or answers, and we find God is silent. We wonder if He’s even listening to our parched prayers as we send them upward.

He hears our prayers in times of floods and times of drought and in every season in between. He is at work in our lives in every season and those who are willing to stubbornly hold onto faith and stand fast, will see His work eventually. Neither His power nor His plan can be missed if we are always at watch for them.

The Bible assures us that we never walk alone. We get assurances like:

“When you go through deep waters, I will be with you. When you go through rivers of difficulty, you will not drown. When you walk through the fire of oppression, you will not be burned up, the flames will not consume you.” Isaiah 43:2

“And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns.” Philippians 1:6

Our forecast reminded me that the weather, like our circumstances, will always change. Sometimes the change is welcome and sometimes it is not. Either way, God’s got this whatever your this may be.

Sometimes I need reminding. Perhaps you do too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

 

Focusing on the End Zone

We have to keep moving forward to where we are called.
We have to keep moving forward to where we are called.

Last Friday night was our high school’s last home game. It also happened to be senior night. There was a great turn out. Unfortunately, our team lost, but they played well. There was only one touch down and boy was it a good one.

A senior player named Roques Dowdy, ran the ball for a 79 yard touchdown. It was a joy to watch. He started off in a sea of players, all trying to take him down, but he kept his eye on the goal and kept running. Those pursuing him thinned out and Roques kept running. Finally, there was one lone pursuer and I felt sure he would catch him. He was so close. But, Roques kept his eye on the end zone and kept running only occasionally looking back to see how close his opponent was.

His drive and dedication paid off. He had a beautiful run and a touch down I’m sure he will remember for the rest of his life.

I thought about that run all weekend. I thought about how focused he was on where he was going. I thought about how daunting it must have been for him when he was surrounded by the opposing team, yet he kept moving towards where he needed to go. I thought about how even when he broke out of that pack and someone continued to pursue him closely, he only glanced back for a moment.

I thought about how we could all have that kind of drive in our faith life. We all have the ability to be focused on what we seek. But, why aren’t we? We all have the capability to not focus on the pack that we find ourselves in and to keep our eyes focused on God.

That run also reminded me that it’s smart to glance back occasionally and note that there is an opponent on the field. It would be foolish to pretend otherwise, but our focus should remain on the end zone and where we are called to end up, when we finish our run. Make no mistake, God’s team is much more powerful than the opposition.

That touch down run inspired me to ask myself the questions: “What is your end zone and how do you plan to get there? Where is your focus? ” Perhaps you need to ask yourself those questions too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

 

The Power of a Preposition

Being thankful is a choice.
Being thankful is a choice.

In the past few days, I have come across two different bloggers who commented on the verses from 1 Thessalonians 5:16-18, which read: “Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Jesus Christ.”

It’s a very familiar verse for me and I see it quoted often. It’s meant to bring comfort. God has a plan even during the bad times.

But, this week, after two different writers pointed one that one preposition makes a huge difference in that passage, I really sat up and took notice. I don’t believe in coincidences where God is concerned.

The Holy Spirit had something to tell me. Both writers said that the Scripture says to give thanks in all circumstances, not for all circumstances.

Those two prepositions have really swirled around in my head this week. Isn’t it amazing how one little word can change everything?

We aren’t called to be thankful for the sickness, or for the tragedy, or for the disappointing circumstances. We are called to find something to be thankful for in those dark times.

We aren’t called to be thankful for sickness, but we are called to be thankful for all of the people who reach out to help during the sickness, who would never have had the opportunity to do so otherwise. We aren’t called to be thankful for the breakup, but we are called to be thankful for renewed relationships with family and friends that may have come from it, or maybe even  renewed relationship with God, that would never have happened without the breakup.

Rejoice always because we get to go to heaven one day and live with Jesus. No matter what happens to us here on earth, we are travelers here, not permanent residents.

Pray continually. Never stop praying because prayer changes everything whether we can see it or not.

Give thanks always. There’s always a reason to give thanks and God always has a plan.

These are verses to live by and I have held them close to my heart the past few days. Perhaps you need to hold them close too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂

He’s Got This

Be at peace. He's got this.
Be at peace. He’s got this.

A couple of days ago, we had person after person, come into the office and complain about the heat. I even heard a few grumbles about how it had never been this hot before in Georgia, in November.

After I arrived home, curiosity got the better of me and I Googled it. Turns out, November 1, 2016, was not the hottest Georgia November on record. That distinction went to November 1, 1961.

It’s not that it’s the hottest November on record; it’s simply the hottest November many of us remember. There is a difference.

That little revelation got my wheels turning and I decided to do a little election research. We’ve all heard that this is the nastiest and weirdest presidential election in American history. Turns out that’s not true. One Google search turned up article after article, listing anywhere from six to ten elections that were just as bizarre.

One of the first was John Adams vs Thomas Jefferson back in 1800. Yep, the Founding Fathers were not above dirty tricks and mudslinging. There was Grant vs Greeley in 1872, where the country was very divided on women’s suffrage and Hayes vs Tilden in 1876, where the electoral votes and popular votes didn’t match. In 1920, Eugene Debs ran a campaign from prison. In 1948 not a poll existed that had Harry Truman defeating Thomas Dewey. Yet, Truman won.

The inherent narcissism of the human race, has every generation believing that this is the worst thing that has ever happened, whatever it may, be from weather to politics. A little search in history, usually proves us wrong.

I get it. Things always look the bleakest when they are happening to us, personally. But, as bad as cancer looks to us now, what did the Bubonic Plague look like to the people who lived in the 13 and 14 hundreds?

Ecclesiastes 1:9 says, “What has been will be again, what has been done will be done again; there is nothing new under the sun.” It goes on to talk about how we don’t remember men of old or in other words, the people who came before us.

This verse should not only bring us comfort during these times when the world seems so unsettled and strange, but also in our personal lives. There is nothing that we are going through that hasn’t been experienced by others before us, not sickness, or financial issues, or relationship issues, or job issues, or even spiritual issues.

Since God breathed life into Adam, He’s been willing to faithfully stay by our side through all of the uncertainty, if we keep our focus on Him. He will see us through whatever we face if we only trust and obey Him. His word gives us countless reminders if we commit to reading it.

There’s nothing in 2016, that is new to Him. He’s got this.

A hot November day reminded me. Perhaps you needed reminding too.

Have an awesome day!

Wendy 🙂