Gifts Amidst Sadness

Sometimes it is amidst sadness that we find great gifts.

Yesterday we attended a celebration of life for my second cousin.

Listening to family remembering his life, and talking with other family members, I was again reminded of family threads that run through and in us that we are often seemingly unaware of. I thought about my great grandparents and grandparents, some I recall, and some I’ve never knew, who have shaped and impacted generations, and still impact generations today. I thought about how generations before that may have impacted tendencies deep within us, without us even being aware of it. The thread running in my mind was how words and actions have the power to impact generations.

I know that God places each of us where we are supposed to be. I know that He places in each of us a desire to know Him. As I’ve walked and continue to walk my own spiritual journey, I’ve realized there have always been people surrounding me that were drawing me to the love of Jesus. When I was younger, I would have been hard pressed to describe the feeling I had when I was with my Mother’s side of the family, I just wanted to be around them. Yes, I loved my Father’s side of the family, but I was drawn to my Mother’s side.

Lately I have been thinking about our older generation. I’ve come to realize that even though our older generation was not always as vocal with their spiritual beliefs, they lived it. And, by living it out, they drew in me, a little girl who was being led down a false path to continue to lean in and press near to Jesus. I rejoiced yesterday; when the Lord’s name was declared! Praise Jesus!

When I was very young, I remember gathering, playing and laughing with multiple generations of my Mother’s side of the family. We would gather at my Great Grandmother’s house for picnics and gatherings. As the years passed, when any from that generation would gather together, for whatever reason, there was always the feeling of acceptance, love, family, of just being home. Sadly, the gatherings became fewer in between as most of the older generation passed, & the younger generation scattered.

For years now, whenever I think of Heaven and what it might be like, I remember those gatherings. To me Heaven would be an expanded version of those gatherings. Where not only those who have passed on would be gathered in one great picnic and homecoming, but I would also one day see all those in my life that my family circle has expanded to be: whether by marriage, birth, friendship, church or community. Heaven will be one glorious homecoming of all those that the Lord has placed in my life for His purpose.

Yesterday, some of that generation gathered again, to remember a loved one passing. For me, that same feeling was there. That feeling of hope. The hope that I have in Jesus. With that hope is the belief that He is pursuing those I love that don’t know Him. The belief He cares enough for us to pursue us. We just need to respond.

So, while it is sad to say goodbye here on earth, a great gift is bestowed. The gift of hope! The gift of Jesus! That is what I believe Heaven will be. Oh, what a glorious homecoming!

May you find the true gift of Hope this Christmas Season.

May you know Jesus.

“That if you confess with your mouth, “Jesus is Lord”, and believe in your heart that God raised him from the dead, you will be saved.” Romans 10:9

“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.” John 3:16

 

Choice

I was with someone this week who was worried about the results of a medical test.

The individual administering the test was assuring this person that everything would be fine, as things had been  going well.  When the results proved her words were true, she then proceeded to say “See, there was nothing to worry about“.

The person I was with said, “Well, I worry”. 

I said, “Yes, you do worry.  Why do you worry?”

Their response was, “If I have nothing to worry about then everything is good.”

I actually had to write down what they said.  I don’t think they realized how much they had spoken from their heart.

Out of the overflow of the heart, one speaks.

We can only determine our attitude.  Whether it be positive or negative.

No matter how much I may desire someone’s attitude to be positive I can not change it.  Only pray about it.

Everyday we have a choice to be anxious & worried or take the path of peace.

There are many things that we could all choose to be anxious or worried about.  I think of the anxious, worried path like a train rail.  We can get stuck on that track.  Round and round our thoughts go.  Streaming down the track, increasing speed and tension, including additional bumps and stresses because of our heightened tension.  Ever snap at someone because of other stresses going on?  Ouch.  I have.

So, I have a choice.  Experience has taught me the quicker I can remember not to get on the trail rail the better.  I’m learning as I’m getting older (ha!).   Aren’t we all works in progress.  I try to remember this promise:

Philippians 4:4-9

“Rejoice in the Lord always.  I will say it again: Rejoice!  Let your gentleness be evident to all.  The Lord is near.  Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.  Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever  is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable-if anything is excellent or praiseworthy-think about such things.  Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me-put it into practice.  And the God of peace will be with you.”

Peace be with you.

You are worth it!

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Early this morning I was thinking about how I used to view things.

How I used to think of myself, life and those around me.

I remembered this video that I posted years ago and the impact that I felt.  It expressed so many feelings that I had felt over the years.  Perhaps you will find some similarilities.

It is worth 15 minutes of your time.

YOU are worth it!

Just Stop and Think

 

 

Embrace Change

That is what this painting is called.

It was just a few years ago that I painted this.  Started right around the same time of year.  At the time wasn’t sure what was in store for us, and here we are getting ready to embark on more change.

Change.

Embrace it.

Embrace Change

Wrestling will make you ache….

Genesis 32:23-32

That night Jacob got up and took his two wives, his two maidservants and his eleven sons and crossed the ford of the Jabbok.  After he had sent them across the stream, he sent over all his possessions.  So Jacob was left alone, and a man wrestled with him till daybreak.  When the man saw that he could not overpower him, he touched the socket of Jacob’s hip so that his hip was wrenched as he wrestled with the man.  Then the man said, “Let me go, for it is daybreak.”

But Jacob replied, “I will not let you go unless you bless me.”

The man asked him, “What is your name?”

“Jacob,” he answered.

Then the man said, “Your name will no longer be Jacob, but Israel, because you have struggled with God and with men and have overcome.”

Jacob said, “Please tell me your name.”

But he replied, “Why do you ask my name?”  Then he blessed him there.

So Jacob called the place Peniel, saying, “It is because I saw God face to face, and yet my life was spared.”

The sun rose above him as he passed Peniel, and he was limping because of his hip.  Therefore to this day the Israelites do not eat the tendon attached to the socket of the hip, because the socket of Jacob’s hip was touched near the tendon.

Jacob didn’t always know God.  He knew of him.  But he didn’t know him.

In Genesis 27:20, Jacob refers to the LORD as Isaac’s God, he had not made God his own.  He had not had a personal connection with Him.  In Genesis 32, you see Jacob’s change.  Jacob had struggled all his life, first with his brother Esau, then with Laban, now Jacob realized it was with God that he would “wrestle”.  Jacob’s persistence was rewarded with a blessing.

Did that mean Jacob stopped wrestling with God?  No, by the end of Genesis 33 we find Jacob lingering near Shechem instead of being obedient by going to Bethel (exit mention of God).  Genesis 34 records the trouble (to put it mildly) for him and his family.  It is in chapter 35 of Genesis that we see Jacob repenting, and God assuring him again of his blessings.

And there are people who can’t relate to the Old Testament?  Seriously?

I seem to find myself back there a lot.

At some time during our lives we all “wrestle” in deciding to make God ours or not.

Just like Jacob.

Then, you wrestle, even when you’re not aware of it, well, at least you I try to tell yourself myself that anyway.

Just like Jacob.

I’ve been wrestling lately.

I’ve been wrestling the feeling for weeks that Jesus has asked me to call my father.

The internal dialogue has gone something like this:

I want you to call your father and tell him you are moving.

I don’t want to.

I know you don’t.  That is why I’m asking you to.

Do you think he really cares where I am?  He will just reject me again.

–silence—

How about I send him a letter?  You know, that way I’m reaching out, but I won’t have to listen to him tell me again it’s ‘my fault’ that he doesn’t call me.

–silence—

Look, I found some things that were Mom’s, maybe I should send them to him?  How about that?

That would be nice.  You know, though, the loving thing would be to call him, tell him you are moving.  The only contact number he has for you will disappear once you move.

Well, it’s not like he calls me.  You know what he thinks, and how he feels about calling me, he doesn’t.  It has been years since he has called me, and that was only because someone had died, and then it was after the fact.  I’ll call him after I send the things with a letter.  You know break the ice.

–silence—

Lord, things are happening so quickly.  I sometimes can’t believe we are moving.  There are so many things to do.

I thought you were going to send something to your Dad?

Well, I was going to, you know, but been really busy getting everything ready for the move, and well, I didn’t have time to sit down and put my thoughts together clearly.

Didn’t have time, or make time?

Um, well, yeah, make time.  You know, I really need to call Aunt Jean and tell her we are moving.  I haven’t talked to her for a while.  I need to call her.    Why can’t I find her phone number though?  Oh, bother.  Now I can’t tell Jean.  She will wonder about me.  I wonder how she is doing; now I won’t know.

Your father will.  Call him.

I don’t want to.  Why can’t I find Jean’s number?  I can’t find any information on the assisted living home she is in to call her.  I can’t find any of my notes.

–silence—

Lord, our quiet time is different here.  I’m trying to get in the rhythm of finding the place where we sit and spend our time together.  I’ve been missing the windows where I’d look up in the trees.

I’m here.

I know that Lord.  It’s just the busyness of activity has subsided for a while.  Now I’m thinking and feeling something unfinished.  I’ve talked to both Mom’s brothers since we’ve moved, but I still can’t find Jean’s information.

You know who has is.

I know, but I have a migraine today, I can’t call him.  My mind won’t be sharp.

Do you trust me?

Please don’t ask me that today.

–silence–

Lord, about that aching in my shoulder, you know, that one, it’s really bothering me today.  It bothered me enough that when I woke up, I was reminded of the days in therapy after the surgery; and stretched my arm over my head and felt the tightness across my back, in my shoulder, down my arm.  Yesterday a migraine, today aches.  Is it the rain, or are you trying to get me attention?  What’s on the agenda today?

You know what it is.  You’ve known all along.

Sigh.

I know.  I know Lord.  I can be so stubborn.  I keep finding reasons to put off being obedient to what you are asking me to do.  Please, please forgive me.  It is just that fear again.  Fear to hear the rejection, again.

I understand.

Yes.  Oh.  Oh.  That’s something that you hear all.the.time.

Yes.

Oh, oh, and you’ve been hearing it from me when I’ve not been obedient to what I know you’ve been asking me to do…….I’m so sorry Lord…. Please forgive me……Help me to be obedient.  I will do what you are asking me regardless of the outcome, or how it may make me feel……I trust you.

I love you.

Okay, I will do it after I do….no, I will do it….now.! I will not put it off any longer.  I trust you to give me the words to say.

Dial.  Ring.  An answering machine.

And so while smiling, I left a cheerful message.  One saying that we had moved and where we were.  Gave him my phone number and told him that his grandkids were well.  Told him that I couldn’t find my information from when I visited his sister, and hoped all was well.   I called him Dad when I said hello, and called him Dad when I said goodbye.

I was smiling to myself the whole time, because even when I knew I had doubted and didn’t trust Him with what now seemed such a little matter, I was forgiven, it was forgotten and I was loved.  Being obedient has its blessings.

And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.  For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers.  And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified, those he justified, he also glorified.

What, then, shall we say in response to this?  If God is for us, who can be against us?  He who did not spare his own Son, but gave him up for the all – how will he not also, along with him, graciously give us all things?  Who will bring any charge against those whom God has chosen?  It is God who justifies.  Who is he that condemns?  Christ Jesus, who died – more than that, who was raised to life – is at the right hand of God and is also interceding for us.  Who shall separate us from the love of Christ?  Shall trouble or hardship or persecution or famine or nakedness or danger or sword?  As it is written:

“For your sake we face death all day long; we are considered as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us.  For I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, nether the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord.

Romans 8:28-39

Update:   I decided to look again in all the places that I thought I had put my Aunt’s contact information.  I found it the first place I went to.  There it was all along, and I wasn’t seeing it before now.  Well, what do you know, what do you know.

Another Step Closer

I can’t believe how close we are getting to when the moving truck we will be here.

Meanwhile, been gathering things to go in the car for the moving van that will be unloaded when we get there.   The rest may be in storage for a bit while we see where we will end up.

I’m looking forward to seeing what God has planned for us.

I trust Him.