Showing posts with label Trials. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Trials. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 27, 2012

Letting Go

My time is short today and so I am sharing what I wrote on my other blog this morning as I feel it is an important message on forgiveness.


Ephesians 4:29-32
Let no unwholesome word proceed from your mouth, but only such a word as is good for edification according to the need of the moment, so that it will give grace to those who hear.  Do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by Whom you were sealed for the day of redemption.  Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice.  Be kind to one another, tender-hearted, forgiving each other, just as God in Christ has also forgiven you.


Observations:
More things to put on the list of what it looks like to be renewed in the spirit of the mind, and put on the new self:
Our speech should be wholesome, is good for the building up of the body, gives grace to the hearer.
Paul reminds us that we have been sealed by the Holy Spirit, and our lives should not bring Him grief.
We need to let go of ALL bitterness, wrath, anger, clamor (insistent shouting to be heard in public?), slander, and malice.
We need to be kind, tender-hearted, and forgiving. Remember our new self is in the likeness of God (4:24) and these are His characteristics.

Application:
We can't just look good, we need to be changed from the inside out.  These are characteristics that do not come naturally to us.  What strikes me immediately is that I talk too much, and I am not a person prone to a lot of words.  I have let a lot of things slip through my lips that never should have.  How many of us grew up with the saying, "If you can't say anything nice, don't say anything at all."  Oh, we often try to cover it up as simply joking around, but I know how hard those kinds of words can bite and sting, whether meant in jest or not.

I feel I should take a moment here and address that word clamor.  Webster's defines it as, "noisy shouting, a loud continuous noise, insistent public expression."  I fear that all too often we believers engage in this kind of thing in the public forum.  1 Thessalonians 4:11 says, "make it your ambition to lead a quiet life and attend to your own business and work with your hands, just as we commanded you."  I am not sure but what we lose more to the enemy with our boisterous public outcries than converts to the Truth.  Just because the other side is always looking for a fight does not mean we have to give it to them.  This is one of those times when I really feel that God's way is not man's way.  Sometimes we just need to be quiet, both publicly and privately.

I read a great blog post related to this thought yesterday, "With the confidence of those who have been vindicated by the resurrection of Christ, we don't need to be vindicated by the culture.  That ought to free us to speak openly about what we believe, but with the gentleness of those who have nothing to prove.  Let's not boycott our neighbors.  Let's not picket or scream or bellow.  Let's offer a cup of cold water, or maybe a grande vanilla latted in Jesus' name."  (link to original blog post)


How easily we can be led down the path of bitterness and anger.  Somebody did us wrong.  Somebody injured our pride.  Isn't that where most of our bitterness and anger come from?  It is the old self rearing it's ugly head, the one that is focused on me, me, me.  Remember what comes at the end of these verses?  Be kind, tender-hearted, and forgiving.  That forgiveness is taken even further- we are to do it just as Christ forgave us.  How many hoops did we have to jump through for His forgiveness.  Is it conditional on me never failing again?  How many times have I asked Him to forgive me for the same thing I did just yesterday?

After our study Wednesday night one woman asked me about forgiveness.  How do we do it?  And are we supposed to forget?  I shared with her a little of my own experience and feel led to share with you as well.  I am a survivor of both sexual assault and a couple of sexually abusive encounters by trusted family members.  I carried around all kinds of baggage for years; anger, guilt, shame, fear.  My nights were often filled with nightmares.  All of that baggage I took with me into my marriage and it very nearly destroyed it.  I went through a healing process that started with forgiveness.  I was no longer able to confront two of the men involved, one had died and I had no clue who the other was.  They did not ever ask for my forgiveness.  But I chose to forgive them.  It was a long process and a lot of prayer for help from the Lord went into making me willing to forgive these men.  But there came a day when I knew that if they were to come to me I would be able to say to them, "I forgive you."  I couldn't wait for that day to come before I reached that point of forgiveness.  What I mean by that is, that if I had waited for them to come to me I would still be in a very dark place, because they were not coming.  For my own sake, for the sake of my marriage, my children, my family, the church, the Lord, I had to forgive.  And the Lord did a wonderful thing in that moment.  It was like being made new.  A relationship was restored.  No more nightmares, no more bitterness, no more putting upon my husband the wrongs of those other men.  And I have forgotten a lot, which really surprises me.  The face that haunted me, I no longer see.  Those moments of time in my life often feel foreign to me now.  I know they happened, but they have become rather blurry in my memory.  I had a right to be angry about what was done to me, but the choice I made about what to do with that anger for many years was sin.  Oh, there are not even words to truly convey the freedom that comes when we forgive.  Not words to convey the lifting of one's heart.  Not words to convey the changes in one's mind.   I am not here to say that the road to forgiveness is an easy one.  I am here to say that it really is true what they say; harboring unforgiveness is more harmful to us than the one who offended us.  I do want you to know that we have a Helper to see us through the process, to change our hearts, to heal our wounds, to set us free.  It is truly paradise with the Savior, and it can begin right now, today, if we will follow Him and do what He says.



Grace, Peace, and Mercy,
Deb

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

The God Who Parts Seas


I am still thinking about Faith that Moves Mountains.  It is so easy to focus on those mountains and not on the One who actually does the moving.  This morning as I continued my reading in Exodus I came to the part where the Israelites are camped by the red sea with the Egyptian army bearing down on them.
From The Brick Testament-
can you believe someone has illustrated Old testament stories with Legos?
I've included a link at the bottom of this post where you can see the rest of the story and want to thank the owner for allowing me to share some of his images with you.
Talk about a mountain that needing moving!  The people of the LORD were terrified.  Pharoah's whole army was coming after them and they had no where to run.

The Isrealites were not happy campers at this point and turned on Moses.  So not only did Moses have an army coming after him, but an angry mob of his own as well.  To be honest, I have at times felt a bit like that crowd when I have faced some of my own mountains.  Is life really better here?  Sad to say there have been a couple of times in my life when I really doubted that God loves me the way He says He does.  Despite that, He is about to lavish His love on His people once again.


Remain calm, you say?  Don't be afraid, you say?  Sometimes the world is a really terrifying place.  Sometimes I feel like there is no escape.  But just like He has done so many times before, God is about to show both His chosen people, the Egyptians, and the rest of the world, that nothing is impossible for Him.
So the LORD directs Moses to stretch out his hand over the sea and the LORD parts it-even drying out the land for His people to walk on so they can cross safely to the other side.
I've tried to imagine what was going through the hearts and minds of God's people as they made their way across the bed of that sea.  What an incredible rush that must have been!

The Lord was not finished yet.  He stirred the hearts of the Egyptians and they gave chase and followed      the people of Israel right into the sea.
But the LORD brought confusion to the army of Egypt in the midst of the sea...
and then He directed Moses to once again stretch out his hand over the sea and let the waters flow back over the Egyptians.  The entire army of Pharaoh was wiped out; by God and God alone.  Not a single one of them was left when it was all over.


And it hit me.  God is in the business of moving mountains into the sea.  He is in the business of rescuing His people.   He is in the business of lavishing His love upon us.  It started before the world even began.  He had this plan.  A plan that involved choosing us, redeeming us, forgiving us, adopting us, and sealing us. (Eph. 1:1-14)  He has forever been in charge of it all.  There is not a detail that has escaped His notice.  His plan marches forward until that final day when every knee shall bow under the authority of Jesus Christ.  Not one of the mountains along my journey is too big for Him to move out of the way.  Do I want to have faith that moves mountains?  Then I have got to get to know the Mover of mountains.  In knowing Him I will find what I long for; a faith that does not doubt.

Grace, Peace, and Mercy,
Deb


 To see the rest of the story done in Legos click here.

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Peace, Be Still

"Lord, save us!  We're going to drown!"  Have you ever felt like that?  I have.  On the morning after a sexual assault.  On the day the LifeFlight crew flew my newborn son off in a helicopter.  On the night I learned my younger brother's colon cancer had spread to his liver.  These are some of the times I have felt like the disciples when they cried out to the Lord.  I am not at one of those moments in time right now.  The waves are not crashing around me and I do not feel like I am drowning.  But I thought about some of those moments as I considered the Scripture passages I read today from Matthew 8: 23-27.  I simply heard that still small voice inside of me whisper, "Peace, be still." and I knew what I had to write about today.

Those experiences I mentioned and many others have worked to shape my life and put me on the path I am on to becoming the woman God wants me to be.  The woman I want to be.  I know that He can see me through the most gut wrenching, horrendous things.  I know that even in man's inhumanity to man there can come an amazing healing.  I know that even when my sweet baby boy is away from me in some strange hospital, struggling for his every breath; when things are completely out of my control; God is in the midst and can calm my heart; and He can save my son.  I know that even when I hold a precious loved one as he takes his final breath, God can fill that moment with the sweetest peace I have ever known.

Jesus is right there with me, in everything that comes my way.  No matter how storm-tossed my boat, He is the one who can calm the seas, He is the one who can calm my soul.

The winds and the waves
shall obey My will, peace be still.
Whether the wrath of the storm-tossed sea
or demons, or men, or whatever it be.
No water can swallow the ship where lies
the Master of ocean and earth and skies;
they shall sweetly obey my will,
peace be still, peace be still.
They all shall sweetly obey my will;
peace, peace be still.
-Chorus from Master the Tempest is Raging by Mary Ann Baker

Grace, Peace, and Mercy,
Deb