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Monday, November 21, 2011

Giving God Freedom : To Mold Me

     There are rough spots in your life, places where you can see you need the Creator, the Potter to mold and remake you... give him permission to make you into the person HE wants you to be.  Give Him permission to use whatever tool, whatever person, whatever event or experience He needs to work the impurities and imperfections out of you and grow you in ways you never thought possible.

Give God the Artistic Freedom to make you into HIS masterpiece.

     In this past year I've done a lot of growing in the Lord.  I'm not the person I used to be when I started this blog.  In many places in my life I've had to give God permission to meddle.  I know that may sound strange to some of you but you must remember that God is a gentleman, he's not going to force himself on you.  There were so many places in my life I needed God to get involved.  There were wounds I needed healed, there were bondage's I needed set free of, and there were places in my heart I needed to give God the key to.  Singing a song about giving myself away to God wasn't good enough, I had to come to the place where I could truly say from my heart "God I want you to take control, full control of my life....."

"I give myself away ... so you can use me."

I had to get tired of doing things my way, in my strength and getting the results only I can get.  
I wanted to step up into a more intimate relationship with God.

Will you do that today?
Will you give THE God of ALL Creation...
The ONE who knows you better than you know yourself...
Permission to put you back together, nothing missing, nothing broken?

Dear God,                                                                                                                            
For far to long I've been wanting you to make me into who you know I can be.  But I've kept you at bay fearing the changes you'd make in me.  God I set aside those fears today.  Make me into the masterpiece, the thing of beauty that you've always said you saw in me.  I give you permission to change me... I give myself away to you.  Amen. 

Sunday, November 20, 2011


Isn't it interesting how two people can look at the same thing 
and walk away describing it so differently?

     This is literally what has been happening to me lately.  I've been seeing the most amazing scenery and sky views.  But it's strange, none of my family, nor even my camera have been able to capture what I've been seeing.  It was driving me nuts!  At least the camera ought to capture what I saw!  I couldn't understand why my family had such a lackadaisical and apathetic attitude towards the amazing beauty right in front of them.  They could walk out the front door and just be blown away by God's handiwork.

I mean, it's amazing isn't it ?  


The colors are so vibrant and rich !      

But they didn't see it like that ! 
You see, 
the picture they
saw when they
walked out the
front door was
this  ---------------->

They saw dark, dull and dry. 
I saw vibrant colors and beauty.

They saw a mess that needed cleaned up
but I saw something to glorify God for.

They saw the ground covered in death and...
I saw unbelievable beauty as the ground was carpeted in dazzling color and life.                                                                                                                                                                 

Why the difference???

     Well, it's simple.... the harshness of direct sunlight is too much for my eyes.  Direct sunlight many times can make it hard for me to see because I'm squinting my eyes so badly.  It causes me eye pain and headaches.  Without sunglasses to look through during the daytime I would just rather stay hidden away not wanting to come out.  My sunglasses are filters for my eyes.  They filter the light so that I can stand to be in the sun.  

In the process of filtering the light they change the way I see.

     It's so hard to look on the world around us.  It's painful to see teenage unwed pregnant moms.  It's heart wrenching to see little toddlers running the streets.  It's frustrating to hear of more fighting, violence and death.  It's depressing to see things "morally depraved" proudly displayed.  It's distracting to see the mess all around us and the lives careening out of control.  It can be faith shattering to see a loved one sick and dying.  It can be doubt building to watch the bills mount up.  It can be emotionally devastating to watch a relationship being destroyed.  But God didn't mean for us to look at all of this without His filter.  

God's word IS our filter.  

     We need it's influence in our lives daily.  The harshness of standing in God's direct Son-light and seeing the depravity of humanity as well as ourselves is too much to bear.  God gave us a filter, a set of Son-glasses as it were to look through.  God's Son, His Word, was given to us to filter what we see and hear.  

God's Word will change the way you see your environment.

God's Word will change the way you see others.

God's Word will change the way you see YOU.

Where are your Son-glasses?

Monday, November 14, 2011

Me & My Big Mouth

     A couple of months ago I started getting real moody, even more moody than usual and I began to probe the depths of an "as of yet" untapped level of anger and rage I didn't know was inside of me. Yeah, we're talking mood swings and some pretty bad ones at that. One night after my husband finished work he met me at the grocery store and we spent a rather nice time grocery shopping (good food always makes me happy!)... afterward I needed to stop and get gas.  Even though I have no problem paying for and pumping my own gas I started getting really irritated that my husband wasn't going to stay and do it for me.  He was going to head on home and he'd help get the groceries out when I got there.  So...  grumpily I pulled up to the pump and headed off to pay.  Now I was at Kroger getting gas and did NOT want to use my 10-20 or 30 cents off so as I handed the cashier my money and Kroger card I told him ...

"I do not want to use my points."  

     He took my payment, gave me back my Kroger card and that was it.  Did he hear me?  He didn't let me know he heard me.  So I stood there waiting for him to pay attention to the fact that I was still standing outside his little booth.  Finally he sees I'm still there and looks straight thru me.  Did you hear me when I said I DO NOT want to use my points?  He answers me shortly but I still couldn't make out what he said or whether he understood.  You know, it's like the speakers when you go to a drive thru .... what language are they speaking! (Thank God for the digital display!... at least I can see if they got my order right even if they sound Greek to me)  So I continued to stand there till he recognized that I still hadn't moved.  

Did you understand that I said I DO NOT WANT TO USE MY POINTS?  

Then his snarky tone broke thru as he very slowly stated to me

Thursday, November 10, 2011

Happy BlogAVersary !

     Whether you're a repeat visitor or just visiting my blog for the first time I want to thank you for dropping by.  Without each and everyone of you out there reading I'm really only writing an online personal diary and that's not what I ever desired to do.  I hope and pray that through something I say, something I write you will be moved a little closer to each other and to God.  I'm not a great orator but I pray you hear and understand my words and my heart.  I'm not a great visionary but I pray that somehow through my imperfect life you can get a vision of God.  I'm not a preacher or a pastor but I pray that through what I say you hear the word of God spoken truthfully and plainly into your life.

     A year ago today I plunged into the blogging world.  It's been a great time of learning, living and pouring my heart out to others. During this time I've had the opportunity to come across many amazing men and women of God who have enriched my life.  I wouldn't trade this past year for anything.  I praise God for all I've learned and done and for all the new people in my life because of blogging.  You are each a blessing.

I will praise you as long as I live,
and in your name I will lift up my hands.

     I encourage you to join me for another year.  As always I will be honest with you.  I will write from my heart.  I will try always to point you back to the one who should receive all glory and honor. But most of all, I hope and pray that my praise for God will ring true in His ears and in the ears of those that hear it.  

Friday, November 4, 2011

Who Do You Agree With?

     As I was looking through some old pictures of the kids this one picture just caught my attention and held it.  God started speaking to me so plainly that it was time to get out of my box.  It's time I stop letting it confine and define who I am.  It's time I get on my hands and knees if necessary and crawl out into freedom and into God's truth that he has spoke about me.  

     That box represents the confines of what other people have said about me through out my life, the lack of expectation of purpose and meaning for my life and what I do, the lack of celebration for my very existence.  I've been told I was a failure, that I never finish anything I start, that I had nothing of value to say and no one would listen to me.  I just needed to sit down and shut up, you may be a follower but you're not a leader, maybe you can sing but there's nothing else you're good at and anyway, there are others that can do everything better than you.  Then God brought back to my remembrance something I had just said to my husband.  I had ask him

Teaching ThanksGiving

     Several years ago, before Thanksgiving, we were having a rough time.  We couldn't travel to grandma's house for Thanksgiving, we didn't have gas ...much less the money to buy gas.  We were likely to have hot dogs or hamburgers for Thanksgiving because we couldn't buy a turkey or any of the fixin's. Christmas was around the corner and for another year there would be nothing under the Christmas tree unless it came from the grandparents.  The children had gotten used to getting nothing from us and it broke my heart.  When you go without for so long it's so easy to become jealous of what others have and ungrateful for what you have.  This was my greatest fear that because of the lack of material things... because my children had to watch other kids year after year enjoy what we could never give them ... they would become ungrateful.  I wanted so badly to touch my children's hearts in a lasting way and God came through for me.  He gave me an idea....
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