Showing posts with label Christian walk. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Christian walk. Show all posts

Monday, January 2, 2012


Remind Me Who I Am

By Jason Gray from the album A Way To See In The Dark


When I lose my way,
And I forget my name
Remind me who I am
In the mirror all I see
Is who I don't wanna be
Remind me who I am

In the loneliest places
When I can't remember what grace is

(Chorus)
Tell me, once again who I am to You, who I am to You
Tell me, lest I forget Who I am to You, that I belong to You, to You

When my heart is like a stone,
And I'm running far from home
Remind me who I am
When I can't receive Your love
Afraid I'll never be enough
Remind me who I am

If I'm Your beloved
Can You help me believe it

Chorus

I'm the one You love
I'm the one You love
That will be enough
I'm the one You love

Chorus (X2)


Sometimes I need to be reminded who I am in God, who I am in Christ.
Sometimes the world and it's cares beats me down.
Sometimes I beat myself down.
Sometimes I forget.

God is always for me.
He died and rose again for me.
I'm His beloved.
And that is enough.

You can listen by clicking the title of the song above.

Saturday, August 20, 2011

Retreat to Lassen

Last weekend and a few days into this week was my annual celebration of "the last hurrah" before summer vacation is over. Two wonderful friends from church were able to go to Mt. Lassen with me. Along with the getaway being "the last hurrah", it was also a mini personal retreat.

(At the top of Mt. Lassen, 10, 457' up. Took 2 hours 20 minutes to get up and 1 hour and 10 minutes to get down. Hike was 5 miles round trip with 2,000' climb. Absolutely beautiful up there. In the top picture, we are standing in the middle of the volcano crater, wind blowing like crazy and a wee bit chilly.)

(I am going to kinda skip around here in this post with the pictures. And who knows if it will format correctly. There were pretty flowers on the ascent to the summit.)

The weekend prior to this trip, I was up at Mt. Lassen with my dad. I had some wonderful reading time and I read this little book called Shopping for Time: How to Do It All and NOT Be Overwhelmed by Carolyn Mahaney and her three daughters, Nicole Whitacre, Kristin Chesemore, and Janelle Bradshaw. Suzy too had read the book and said our weekend away could be our own personal retreat, which was one of five tips given in the book. The book lists 7 topics for you to list your priorities and prayerfully consider how you are doing with each one (thank you Suzy for typing them out for us). They are:
  • Grow in godliness: How is my prayer life? Are my quiet times fruitful? What area is God calling me to grow in? What scriptures address this?
  • Love my family: What relationship needs more attention? How can I show more love to this person?
(In this photo I am taking the photo in the middle of the crater of Mt. Lassen and can see off in the distance another volcano, Mt. Shasta)
  • Serve in the church: Am I using my gifts effectively? Humbly? Am I too busy with good things? Am I too busy with worldly things to serve the body?
  • Fellowship with Christians: Is there a relationship I should prioritize? Is there a relationship that is hindering me? What specific practical changes do I need to make so that I am investing in the right people for the right amount of time?

  • Evangelize non-Christians: 'Each one reach one.' Who is one person I can develop a friendship with for the purpose of sharing the gospel?
  • Attend to my work: Am I doing the right work? Is there a way to be more effective or efficient in the work God has called me to do?
  • Care for my physical health: Am I giving too much or too little attention to this?
(I have never seen so much snow up in the park in August. Helen Lake was still snowed and iced over.)

In conclusion what one or two priorities do I want to focus on for the next three to six months? What steps will I take to grow in each area?

The time away was a good time for me to reflect on a few areas that I need to grow and improve in. The two areas that I want to focus on for the next 3-6 months are grow in godliness and evangelize non-Christians.

My quiet times have been stale and sometimes non existent. Part of making my quiet times with the Lord more fruitful and consistent includes
joining the 5am club and restructuring my time. I've been getting up at 5am pretty regularly (even during summer vacation) BUT I have been turning on the tv to watch the news. My first moments (turns into several minutes, even up to an hour) were not turning to the Lord. The routine now is to program the coffee the night before, get up feed the cats, shower, dress and then sit down with my Bible, journal, cup of coffee and ready to meet with God. What a nice and pleasant change this has been for my routine in the morning and for my time with Him.

Being a school teacher for the public school system, has frightened me away from sharing the gospel with students, co-workers and parents at work. I know all the red tape and all the possible consequences. I do talk of the Lord but I am not intentional with one or two people. I am specifically praying to develop a friendship with two gals that I hope will lead to gospel opportunities.

Looking forward to my next personal retreat.

His Eye Is On The Sparrow



This morning I came across a wonderful hymn that I am not familiar with. What an encouragement and reminder that He constantly is watching over me! The link is from Redemption Hill music and can be found here. The background to the hymn is very interesting and I have pasted it below.

His Eye Is On the Sparrow – Audio

This free MP3 of His Eye Is On the Sparrow is brought to you by Redemption Hill Church.

>> Click to Download the MP3 now. <<

About the Hymn: His Eye Is On the Sparrow

Question 18 of the Westminster Shorter Catechism: What are God’s works of providence?
Answer: God’s works of providence are his most holy, wise, and powerful preserving and governing all his creatures; ordering them, and all their actions, to his own glory.

Our hymn focus this month is His Eye Is On the Sparrow by Civilla Martin and Charles Gabriel. Civilla Durfee Holden was born on August 21, 1866, in Jordan, Nova Scotia, Canada, to James and Irene Holden. Civilla grew up to become a school teacher, and taught in her native Canada before meeting her husband, Walter Stillman Martin. Walter was born in Rowley, Massachusetts, and would go on to attend Harvard University where he studied for the ministry, and was later ordained as a Baptist minister.

Walter and Civilla came together through a mutual interest in music, and after they were married, they traveled extensively doing evangelistic work in the northeast. In 1904, after they had been married a number of years, and were living at Practical Bible Training School in Johnson City, New York, Walter wrote the tune for one of her poems, God Will Take Care of You.

The story behind this now famous hymn goes that one Sunday, Walter was scheduled to preach in a town some distance from where him and his family lived. Civilla had recently become ill, and he was contemplating canceling his preaching engagement to tend to her. While it was being discussed, their nine year old daughter said, “Father, don’t you think that if God wants you to preach today, He will take care of Mother while you are away?” Walter ended up keeping that preaching engagement, and when he returned that evening, he found his wife feeling better.

Civilla wrote a poem based on her daughter’s faithful remark, and within an hour upon his return, Walter had written a melody for it. The song would go on to be included in the hymnbook Songs of Redemption, published in 1905, and compiled by Martin and John A. Davis. As popular as that hymn would go on to become, it would not be Civilla’s most prominent work. Just a short time later, she would go on to pen what would arguably become one of the most famous hymns written in the twentieth century, His Eye Is On the Sparrow.

The hymn was inspired by some friends of the Martin’s, the Doolittle’s of Elmira, New York, who by all accounts had every reason to be discouraged. For twenty years, Mrs. Doolittle had been confined to bed as an invalid. Her husband, a partial invalid, managed his business from a wheelchair.

As Civilla would later recall, the train ride to Elmira, New York, would be the most important trip she had ever taken. Upon her arrival, she attempted to cheer her friend anyway she knew how. She read the Bible to her, and prayed and talked openly with her about her debilitating condition. In the end though, it was Civilla who was the one encouraged, humbled, and deeply impressed by the joyful spirit that the Doolittle’s maintained in spite of their severe adversity. In her own words, she recalls what happened that day in Elmira:

Early in the spring of 1905, my husband and I were sojourning in Elmira, New York. We contracted a deep friendship for a couple by the name of Mr. and Mrs. Doolittle—true saints of God. Mrs. Doolittle had been bedridden for nigh twenty years. Her husband was an incurable cripple who had to propel himself to and from his business in a wheel chair. Despite their afflictions, they lived happy Christian lives, bringing inspiration and comfort to all who knew them. One day while we were visiting with the Doolittles, my husband commented on their bright hopefulness and asked them for the secret of it. Mrs. Doolittle’s reply was simple: “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.” The beauty of this simple expression of boundless faith gripped the hearts and fired the imagination of Dr. Martin and me. The hymn “His Eye Is on the Sparrow” was the outcome of that experience.

It only took a few minutes for Civilla to turn those words into the poem we know today as His Eye Is On the Sparrow. Walter tried writing music for the poem, but was never satisfied with it, so a short time later, he mailed it off to a composer friend of his in England, Charles Gabriel, who wrote the music and melody that we still sing today. Here are the lyrics she penned that we will be focusing on this month in our Sunday gatherings:

Why should I feel discouraged, why should the shadows come,
Why should my heart be lonely, and long for heaven and home,
When Jesus is my portion? My constant friend is He:
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

I sing because I’m happy,
I sing because I’m free,
For His eye is on the sparrow,
And I know He watches me.

“Let not your heart be troubled,” His tender word I hear,
And resting on His goodness, I lose my doubts and fears;
Though by the path He leadeth, but one step I may see;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

Whenever I am tempted, whenever clouds arise,
When songs give place to sighing, when hope within me dies,
I draw the closer to Him, from care He sets me free;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me;
His eye is on the sparrow, and I know He watches me.

The hymn was sung publicly for the first time at Royal Albert Hall in England during the famous Torrey-Alexander revival in 1905. After it was sung in those revival meetings, the song quickly gained popularity and spread all over the world.

In 1916, the Martin family moved to Wilson, North Carolina, where Walter taught at Atlantic Christian College. In 1919, Walter served for a while on the staff at Standard Publishing, where he assisted in the production of the Christian Hymnal. Before the end of the year though, the family moved to Atlanta, Georgia, where they continued their evangelistic work, teaching the Bible and sharing the good news of Jesus all throughout the country.

Walter Martin died on December 16, 1935, and his body was buried in the Westview Cemetery in the West End area of Atlanta, Georgia. Civilla Martin lived another thirteen years before she died on March 9, 1948. Her body was buried next to her husbands.

His Eye Is On the Sparrow is inspired by the words of Jesus in the Gospel of Matthew, referenced by Mrs. Doolittle:

Look at the birds of the air; they neither sow nor reap nor gather into barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not of more value than they? – Matthew 6:26

Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? And not one of them will fall to the ground apart from your Father. But even the hairs of your head are all numbered. Fear not, therefore; you are of more value than many sparrows. – Matthew 10:29-31

It was these passages that gave Mrs. Doolittle so much hope and joy that particular day. God was not a passive observer to her, he was personally involved in every of her life, including the adversity she and her husband faced. The Lord gives us no promise of earthly comfort or safety. Hard times will come. We will suffer. We will die. Like the sparrow, we will fall. But, as the sparrow flies or falls only by the will and providence of its creator, so we also live, suffer, and die in his hand. He has promised to be with us always (Matthew 28:20), to supply all our needs (Philippians 4:19), to limit our temptations and provide our escape (1 Corinthians 10:13), and to work trials for our good (James 1:2-4). He has promised, in the end, “the crown of righteousness…to all who have loved His appearing” (2 Timothy 4:8).

These are God’s works of providence: to carry us through, from beginning to end, in his hand. “His eye is on the sparrow, and I know he watches me.”

About this Recording

Executive Producer: Shelby T. Murphy

Engineered and Mixed by: Jeff Carver and David Jackson

Vocals and Claps: Heather Jastrzemski and Elizabeth Sullivan

Acoustic Guitar: Gregory Jastrzemski

Electric Guitar, Claps, and Vocals: Gregory Jastrzemski and Andrew Walker

Organ: Elizabeth Sullivan

Bass: Steven Ovaska

Drums and Claps: Jonathan Tobin

Photo taken from Google images

Saturday, November 28, 2009

The Lord Is

Image taken from Google Images

The Lord Is
The depths of Your grace who can measure
You fully supply all I need
You restore my weary soul again and again
And lead me in Your righteousness and peace

You’re with me through every dark valley
There’s nothing that I have to fear
You are there to comfort me again and again
Protecting me, assuring me You’re near

The Lord is
The Lord is my shepherd
The Lord is
The Lord is my shepherd
I shall not want
You gave Your own life for my ransom
So I could rejoice at Your side
You have shown Your faithfulness again and again
There’s nothing good that You will not provide

I will dwell in Your house
All the days of my life
I will dwell in Your house
All the days of my life

© 2008 Sovereign Grace Worship (ASCAP)/Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)



God is so faithful to soothe His children's weary hearts and causes them to continually go back to Him again and again. The Lord Is recently has been a huge encouragement to my heart. Work was very challenging for a few weeks several weeks back and much of my time was spent having a proper God honoring response. God brought this song to my mind countless times during those days. When I had the opportunity to drive around solo, this song was played over and over, often times one hand raised in worship to my Savior. I so love worship music that is a direct reflection of His Word.

Saturday, May 2, 2009

There is a song from the Come Weary Saints CD by Sovereign Grace Music that flows through my mind often. This song is titled As Long As You Are Glorified by Mark Altrogge. Tonight I was reminded of this song as we discussed gratitude in the singles Bible study I attend where we are studying Don't Waste Your Life by John Piper. Human nature is predisposed of complaining and grumbling of our circumstances and not rejoicing and thanking God for every good and bad thing that comes into our life. All things are used for His glory in our lives.

Here are the lyrics of the song and you can listen here (thank you to who has their play list on line, thanks brother).

Shall I take from Your hand Your blessings
Yet not welcome any pain
Shall I thank You for days of sunshine
Yet grumble in days of rain
Shall I love You in times of plenty
Then leave You in days of drought
Shall I trust when I reap a harvest
But when winter winds blow, then doubt

Oh let Your will be done in me
In Your love I will abide
Oh I long for nothing else as long
As You are glorified

Are You good only when I prosper
And true only when I’m filled
Are You King only when I’m carefree
And God only when I’m well
You are good when I’m poor and needy
You are true when I’m parched and dry
You still reign in the deepest valley
You’re still God in the darkest night

© 2008 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI)

Friday, April 10, 2009

Good Friday



Christ went to the cross to die my death and guilt. My sins were the nails driven into His palms and His feet. It was my the very nature of my sinful heart that put Him on the cross, the cross that He did not deserve. Oh He suffered horribly, bled, died and took the full wrath of God's judgement upon Himself freely for me.

I am sobered to reality each year with Good Friday and Easter (Lord willing, another post for Easter and the promise that Christ fulled by His resurrection). How can a true believer not be affected at this time of year of the sacrifice that took our guilty place by the Lamb of God? If Christ did not die to pay the penalty of my guiltiness, I would be lost, without hope and headed for God's required judgement and separated from Him eternally. I am forever grateful for my Savior.

Here is a song that I came across this past year. The words move my heart and soul almost every time I hear it. You can listen to a sample of the song here.

The Look
Music and additional lyrics by Bob Kauflin. Lyrics by John Newton. As recorded on Songs for the Cross Centered Life.

I saw one hanging on a tree In agony and blood Who fixed His loving eyes on me As near His cross I stood And never till my dying breath Will I forget that look It seemed to charge me with His death Though not a word He spoke

My conscience felt and owned the guilt And plunged me in despair I saw my sins His blood had spilt And helped to nail Him there But with a second look He said “I freely all forgive This blood is for your ransom paid I died that you might live”

Forever etched upon my mind Is the look of Him who died The Lamb I crucified And now my life will sing the praise Of pure atoning grace That looked on me and gladly took my place

Thus while His death my sin displays For all the world to view Such is the mystery of grace It seals my pardon too With pleasing grief and mournful joy My spirit now is filled That I should such a life destroy Yet live by Him I killed

© 2001 Sovereign Grace Praise (BMI).

Here is one more song. I posted this one a very long time ago so I felt it only appropriate to post it again here.

How Deep the Father's Love for Us, Stuart Townend, 1995 Kingsway's ThankyouMusic

How deep the Father's love for us, how vast beyond all measure! That He should give His only Son to make a wretch His treasure! How great the pain of searing loss, the Father turns His face away As wounds which mar the Chosen One bring many sons to glory.

Behold the man upon a cross, my sin upon His shoulders; Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice call out among the scoffers. It was my sin that held Him there until it was accomplished; His dying breath has brought me life- I know that it is finished.

I will not boast in anything, no gifts, no power, no wisdom; But I will boast in Jesus Christ, His death and resurrection. Why should I gain from His reward: I cannot give an answer, But this I know with all my heart, His wounds have paid my ransom.

Picture taken from Google Images.

If you don't know Jesus as your personal Savior, I would like to direct you to a presentation by Mattias Media called Two Ways To Live. Christ truly was the Lamb of God.

Thursday, January 1, 2009

New Year's Helps

I came across a few items from the blogs of Tim Challies and John Piper (can click on each name or look at my side bar if you want to see the original posts) that I thought I would pass along to you.

Tim Challies posts from Justin Taylor's blog on helpful Bible reading plans for a year. I am going to try to use The Discipleship Journal Bible Reading Plan. This will assist me if I start to get behind, as I often do with Bible readings and get frustrated and give up, this plan gives 5-6 "catch up days". John Piper also posted on fasting and praying through scripture.

This morning I read from Psalms 90 and 91 (have not started the Bible reading plan yet, read before I checked on my favorite blogs). Psalm 90:12 struck out to me and I prayed and pondered through this verse. The verse says,

"So teach us to number our days, that we may present to Thee a heart of wisdom".

This Psalm is a prayer written by Moses to God and the verses prior speak of God's anger and His fury on how His children don't live in light of Him. This verse starts out with the tiny little word SO, which means, with all that has just been said be very mindful of this. . . We are to number each of our days, to value each of them, make each of them count, make the most of each day.

Moses continues with his So. . . That. The key here is THAT we may present to Thee a heart of wisdom. We may only present to Him a heart of wisdom if we make the most of our days. One way we gain wisdom is by living our lives to the fullest to His glory.

For 2009, I want to number my days that I might be able to give back to Him a heart of wisdom.

Happy New Year to all of you. When I look back a year from now, my prayer is that I lived out some of what is on my heart now and I will only be able to do that by personal discipline and God's abundant grace.

Tuesday, December 23, 2008

Just A Few Blocks Away

Hello blogging friends!

I am so thankful that I am on break from work for the Christmas Holiday. So nice to sleep in until my body is ready to get up (this morning it was just before 8 am) and not at 5am. One of my kitties tilted one of my wooden blinds and the sun was streaking on in. Through the slots in the blinds I could see that the sky was beautiful. A perfect mix of clouds and blue, my favorite type of day! The glistening frost on the neighbor's roof was almost melted away.

A Perfect morning for a walk in the park that is just 2 blocks away from my house. "Heart Park" is what I fondly call this park. God has used this park (more specifically the splendor of His incredible beautiful creation) significantly in my heart. When I am among the majestic California Oaks, the reflective 7 small ponds, the changing of the colors of the seasons, the green carpet of the ground celebrating a recent rain and the fresh crisp air, I am ushered into a time of prayer with my God, my Savior. This morning was no exception. My heart was pondering and thanking God for His perfect timely gift of the incarnation. God in human flesh, Christ the Savior, was born to a virgin, born to ultimately die to pay the penalty, to take the full wrath of God for sin, for my sin, for my guilt. Pretty amazing.

I am reminded of Luke 1:26- 35
"Now in the sixth month the angel Gabriel was sent from God to a city in Galilee, called Nazareth, to a virgin engaged to a man whose name was Joseph, of the descendants of David; and the virgin's name was Mary. And coming in, he sadi to her, 'Hail favored one! The Lord is with you.' But she was greatly troubled at this statement, and kept pondering what kind of salutation this might be. And the angel said to her, 'Do not be afraid, Mary; for you have found favor with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb, and bear a son, and you shall name Him Jesus. He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Most High; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David; and He will reign over the house of Jaco forever; and His kingdom will have no end.' And Mary said to the angel, 'How can this be, since I am a virgin:' And the angel answered and said to her, "The Holy Spirit will come upon you, and the power of the Most High will overshadow you; and for that reason the holy offspring shall be called the Son of God."


And Luke 2: 9-14

"And an angel of the Lord suddenly stood before them, "Do not be afraid; for behold, I bring you good news of a great joy which shall be for all the people; for today in the city of David there has been born for you a Savior, who is Christ the Lord. And this will be a sign for you; you will find a baby wrapped in cloths, and lying in a manger.' And suddenly there appeared with the angel a multitude of the heavenly host praising God, and saying, 'Glory to God in the highest, and on earth peace among men with whom He is pleased.'"

My heart was full of praise and adoration this morning. This praise and adoration lead to praying for some other concerns of my heart. What a joy to be a child of the Most High. Here are a few pictures of my time this morning. If you have followed my blog, I have posted pictures in here before from "Heart Park".

Have a wonderful day!

So, I can't get the pictures to move where I want them and they are out of order so let me explain them.
Picture 1 is just of some cat tails.
Picture 2 was just a burst of the last bit of red color before they fall off. All the other trees have dropped their leaves.
Picture 3 & 4 are almost the same photo but slightly different. I am trying to decide which one I like better to maybe get it printed out and hang it up. Please feel free to give your input.
Picture 5 was when I first started into the park this morning.
Picture 6 is one of those often not seen things in weather called a "Sun Dog".
The last picture, picture 7, I took because I loved the green carpet, the younger oak trees and the little path winding between the trees.

Sorry in advance if this post does not appear correctly when I am finished.






















Sunday, April 6, 2008

It Is Well With My Soul

It Is Well With My Soul, by Horatio G. Spafford, Philip P. Bliss, 1997 Word Music

When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou hast taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

My sin, O, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.

It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well with my soul.

Truly it is well with my soul. This is one of my most beloved songs. Almost every time I sing this song, my heart whelms with emotion and my eyes moisten with tears. This morning at church we sang this wonderful song. Life has many difficulties, trials, joys and sorrows but for those of us who truly and personally know the LORD, it will always be well with our souls. Jesus has bought our life with His own blood and we are headed for an eternity with Him.

I look at the lyrics of this song and put any situation going on in my life, no matter how good or how bad, and I can echo with the author, "Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, 'It is well, it is well with my soul'". "Let this blest assurance control, That Christ hath regarded my helpless estate, And hath shed His own blood for my soul". Oh praise the LORD, praise the Lord, that "My sin not in part, but the whole, Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more".

Many of you know that I love singing songs like this one that speak of my Savior, that speak of my God, that tell of the blessed hope that I have awaiting one day in heaven. A few less of you know that I don't have songs picked out for my possible future wedding day but I do have songs planned out for my certain departure from this earth (unless the Lord returns first). The funeral song list has varied from time to time but It Is Well With my Soul always has been one of my top choices. I long for the day when the faith that God has given me shall be sight. O, eternity of being well with my soul. Today, again, I remind myself, IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL.

Tuesday, February 5, 2008

Real Christian Love

Along with being home ill today and not at work, I missed church on Sunday. Thankfully, from my church's web site, I can listen to sermons, including the last Lord's Day. So today I listened to the sermon from Sunday that is part of a ongoing series from 1 John titled Will the Real Christian Please Stand Up, the Letters of John. Click here if you would like to listen and choose message 15.

What an encouraging and convicting part of scripture on true Christian love from 1 John 3:10-18.



1 John 3:10-18 (New American Standard Bible)

10By this the children of God and the children of the devil are obvious:
anyone who does not practice righteousness is not of God, nor the one who does
not love his brother. 11For this is the message which you have heard from the
beginning, that we should love one another; 12not as Cain, who was of the evil
one and slew his brother And for what reason did he slay him? Because his deeds
were evil, and his brother's were righteous.
13Do not be surprised, brethren, if the world hates you. 14We know that we
have passed out of death into life, because we love the brethren. He who does
not love abides in death. 15Everyone who hates his brother is a murderer; and
you know that no murderer has eternal life abiding in him. 16We know love by
this, that He laid down His life for us; and we ought to lay down our lives for
the brethren.
17But whoever has the world's goods, and sees his brother in
need and closes his heart against him, how does the love of God abide in him? 18Little children, let us not love with word or with tongue, but in deed and truth.




Here are some of the thoughts that stuck me. The whole book of 1 John is being addressed to Christians, one who has been born of God, one who has a pattern of practicing righteousness. Practicing righteousness includes showing love to his brother. A true believer can not be practicing righteousness if he is not loving his brother or one another. As Christians we love because Christ first loved us. He has changed us, He has set a pattern of how we should love, He is our Supreme example of true love. When we as believers show love to a brother or to the brethen, our love is two fold: it is an example of true love of Christ to the dying world around us and to the believers among us.



The love we show is a proof of our faith, of what Christ has done in our hearts. Verse 11 tells the reader that the message from the very beginning has been love for a brother and that "we should love one another". The "should"in that verse would better be stated as "ought". We ought to love one another. Believers are to love one another, it is what we should do, it is part of our job requirement. Sadly, there will be failure in this area because we are humans and still have sin in our lives. My Hebrew Greek study Bible tells me that the verb "should" is a PSA- present subjunctive active. The present subjunctive mood refers to continuous or repeated action, without implying anything about the time of the action, and the active voice represents the action as accomplished by the subject of the verb. In Greek it is to be distinguished from the middle and passive voices.



John continues his grain of thought by giving a contrast of the righteous and the unrighteous in verse 12. A blood brother should or "ought" to most of all love his natural blood brother but here we see that Cain slew his brother. Slew here is just not a slashing of one's throat but a butchering, a brutal act. Cain killed because his deeds were evil and his brother's were righteous. We need to not be surprised if the world around us hates us because of our righteous deeds. As John continues in the text, we were once like Cain but we have been changed. A proof of this transformation is that we have love for the brethen.



Now where the meat attaches to the bone is in our application of loving a brother. Who am I to care for, to what end? Verse 17 has the two qualifing factors, a brother (and) who is in need, we are to help him in whatever way we can. Not in word or with tongue but in deed and in truth. True love will cost us, it will take it's toll, it will not be convenient. True love is practical, meeting the needs that you personally see, not to walk away and pretend you did not see the need. True love and care for a person who is in need will take energy and energy that you sometimes don't have. Loving your brother will put a demand on us. "Love is patient, love is kind, love is not jealous, love does not brag, and it is not arrogant, does not act unbecomingly; it does not seek its own, is not provoked, does not take into account a wrong suffered, does not rejoice in unrighteousness, but rejoices with the truth, bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things. Love never fails;" (1 Cor 13:4-8a)

Tuesday, August 14, 2007

Has it been 20 years?

This fall I have my 20th high school reunion. 20 years is a long time and it is more than 1/2 of my age, equally as scary. I am pondering if I should attend or not.

So much has changed in my life since graduating from high school and yet at the same time some things have not changed. Anyone in their later 30's and early 40's would recall some of the hideous clothes and accessory styles: leg warmers, bike shorts, Izod Polo shirts (several at one time with collar straight up), Jordache Jeans (never fit well on me, had my 501's with a button fly), the Madonna look, neon colored clothes (usually worn for volleyball practice), overalls, parachute pants, socks with the pom pom balls on the back, stirrup pants, the Flash Dance look, banana clips, colored mascara (I wore blue from time to time), crimped or the Farah Fawcett hair style (really did not work with my curly hair), rubber bracelets (as many as you could fit on one wrist and a Swatch Watch on the other wrist), Vuarnet Sunglasses and friendship bracelets of woven thread. Now that would be fun to have an 80's dress up party.

Gratefully, the biggest change in my life since graduating from high school has been my salvation. God intervened in my life during my senior year of college. My life has been forever changed because of what Christ did on my behalf. By His grace I am no longer enslaved to the sin of my heart that once held me captive. See Ephesians 1 for verses that talk about the work that God did in my life. If you are investigating Christianity, click here.

I attended my 5 and 10 year reunions. For the 5 year reunion, nothing much had changed with all of us except: a few were married, even fewer had a child (or children), most of us were finishing up with college, the guys had facial hair and everyone could drink legally. At the 10 year there were bigger changes: many were married, many had at least a few children, there were several classmates who had already been divorced (I remember hearing about 3 separate classmates that were on their 3rd marriage), a couple of classmates had passed away, almost everyone had their spouse or a date with them. There was apprehension in attending but my Mom talked me into going. It was nice to see everyone and to catch up with a few. I was thankful for the opportunity to share with some what incredible things God had done in my life.

High school seems like a long time ago. At one time in my life, when I was young, I never dreamed that the fun and memories of high school would fade away. My friends from high school were everything to me, well at the time. I have not keep in touch with any of my classmates. What was important to me then is not important to me now. Praise God that my life has changed.

So the real issue is on attending my reunion or not. I am sure that I will end up going for the main reasons of: these people are part of my life, part of the work that God has done in my life, would be good to see some of these past friends and God might give me opportunities to share Christ with someone. My heart has it's selfish concerns that I have to work and pray through before I go. Two of these are: I carry around a few more pounds now and will be attending solo because God has not brought a husband into my life YET. It is wearisome on my spirit to explain to people about my singleness, my desire to be married, my trust in God for His good and sovereign plan to bring a husband in His perfect timing. Sometimes, it is like rubbing salt into a fresh wound, it burns. I constantly remind myself of God's promises that His grace is sufficient for me in all things and He will not give me any situation that I can not endure. He knows what is the very best for me. I strive to be content in every situation that I find my life in. I will admit that it is a struggle at times but God continues to surround me with His great love.

What I can confidently say, is that regardless of how my high school reunion turns out, I am 20 years closer to my eternity with my Savior. Here is my senior portrait from 20 years ago.

Wednesday, August 8, 2007

Hidden Blessings

God continually amazes me. He is always so good, loving, caring, forgiving towards His children. God loves to give big and small blessings in hidden places. My heart and vision can get clouded at times and off kilter from Christ. This prevents me from experiencing the silver lining of blessings that God has for me. I would like to share a few of the hidden blessings that have come my way in the last few weeks.

A family from church moved 200 miles away recently. This family is dear to my heart. They lived down the street from my house, I attended a home fellowship (Bible study) in their home that was lead by the husband/father of this family, I taught their kids how to swim, attended their kids musicals and plays, they invited me over on those super hot nights to get away from the heat. . . Just good friends that I love. Before they took off, they asked me if I wanted to go to a local amusement/animal park. Eileen told me that she asked the kids about who they should ask to go with them, the kids immediately responded , "Miss Shelly!!!". I was so tickled to hear their response, I just had to go with them. Had a headache and was a little dizzy by the end of the day from one too many roller coasters but had a wonderful time with them. What a nice little piece of the silver lining of blessing. I am reminded that saying good bye to people I care about is hard (have had to say good bye to a few dear friends this summer. I miss you Charity, Alex, Eileen, Matt, Dustin, Emily).

Another dear family from my church had me over for dinner last week. Time and schedules prevent me from spending more time with them but they are the type of friends that it does not matter how long it has been since we have had good talk, we pick right up where we left off. The kids always give me a big hello and a squeeze to warm my heart. At dinner a cute blessing happened right after Ken finished praying for the meal, Bryce the youngest- a 3 year old, said "I want to pray, I want to pray". We all continued to bow our heads and Bryce prayed, "God I want to thank you for everything in the world. Thank you that Shelly could be here for dinner, I wish she could be here more 'cuz I love her." Ohhhhh, so sweet. We all chuckled at his cuteness. Had a yummy dinner, thanks Carol, and a great time talking after dinner.

Last night I made dinner for a family in my church because the wife/mother had brain surgery a few weeks ago to remove a tumor. When I arrived to deliver the dinner, the family invited me to sit and chat for awhile. I really did not know this family nor did they know me. Many of times I have heard and said myself, that when you give or serve you receive back so much more of a blessing than you have given. We sat and talked, some about the details of our lives but also about how God is working through this hard trial that this family is going through. Here I was going to encourage them yet I was the one encouraged and blessed. Pretty incredible how God works in that way.

This family invited me to stay for dinner but I had already made plans with my family, which lead to another hidden blessing. My mom knew that I would need dinner and time to relax after I dropped this meal off. What a blessing this turned into. I did not realize that in bringing a meal to this family I would run into tons of commute traffic. It took me over an hour to get to the house with the meal, then our nice visit and back in the car again to drive to my parents home. I was hungry and tired by the time I got there. What a blessing to go to Mom and Dad's, dinner all ready and waiting for me. Mom made home made Sloppy Joe's and green beans. Oh it was yummy. The food was good and it was wonderful to see my mom, Dad and Grandmother. My family is a huge blessing to me. Love them mucho.

There are so many more hidden blessings that I could share. I encourage you to look for the hidden blessings in your life and to thank God for them.