These verses continue to weigh heavily on my mind in the last couple of years and particularly in recent months as leaders of great multitudes wander from the Truth of the Scripture and the deity and supremacy of the Lord Jesus and of the Word of God. I meditate on verses of promise and trust that the Lord is not slack concerning His promises. As we live and move about in these days, I pray that none will be deceived by the foolishness that is called truth. As we read in Ephesians 4.14 “That we henceforth be no more children,…
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As I recall a very important turning point, nearly twenty years ago, I was lamenting to my husband how worried I was about the coming winter and my husband lovingly said to me, “Sweetheart, it’s a sin to worry.” O, that’s not the answer I was looking for. I think I wanted his conciliatory comfort and agreement. I even think I wanted him to lament the situation with me. But not really. For I really know I wanted to be right with the Lord – I wanted to have the right response of faith and not of unbelief. And I…
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I remember the night our son left home… I was nursing a newborn baby, the fragrance of the milky breath and tender cheeks and snuggly baby clothes was intoxicating. And as I sat holding that baby close to my heart, another ‘baby’ was walking out the door and I thought at that moment I would die. Maybe I even wished it would be so. I had never known a deeper grief and a more paralyzing moment of despair. It was a strange mix of failure, disappointment, loss, hopelessness, regret, shame, remorse, shock, doubt, frustration, and sadness all wrapped up in…
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Your last day to live on this earth. Your last day to see a sunset. Your last day to run upstairs with a basket of laundry. Your last day to shave your legs. Your last day to kiss your husband. Your last day to eat oatmeal. Your last day to pull weeds. Your last day to tuck children in bed and kiss them goodnight. Your last day to wash the clothes, turn socks, iron shirts, fold towels. Your last day to change a diaper, nurse a baby, clean a highchair tray. Your last day to pay a bill, greet a…
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I’ve been mulling over this thought all day: Jesus stood still. And so, I’ve been considering that for me, for you — for anyone who calls on Him in faith: Jesus stands still. Though He was on the Jericho Road… knowing full well that He was about to be delivered into the hands of the chief Priests and Scribes… and there along the way was blind Bartimaeus. Now, it’s not so much that he was there, or that Jesus knew he was there or even that He passed by him. It’s remarkable that when He passed by, He stopped. Bartimaeus…
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He is Risen, as He said. Just as He said He would do, He did. And because He did what He said He would do, He will do what He said He will do. We have His Word on that and not only that, He died and rose again that it would be so. He alone is Faithful and True. Think about what it would have been to be those to whom He said, “All hail.” (Matthew 28.9) That “all hail” comes from the word, “chairo” and could well have been translated: Rejoice! as that word, chairo, was translated “rejoice”…
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I woke up this morning already in thought and already writing a message and as often happens, I completely lost the thought – though at the time it was complete and articulate (or so it seemed to me!). Isn’t it interesting how that goes or how “life lessons” are? We think, at the time of the event or thought, that it is something we shall never forget. We hear a message and it resonates with us and we think it was the most marvelous message. We might say that something we heard or something we read was of such significance…
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You probably experience this from time to time… you either read about or are told about some amazing thing, event or piece of news (read: rumour or gossip). At first, you either can’t believe it or you instantly believe it and then feel like kicking yourself later over your gullibility or lack of honour and discernment. When you hear some shocking bit of information and you instantly believe the report and then, inevitably, you’re filled with remorse over your lack of loyalty or lack of wisdom——-that, or you instantly deny that rumour and defend your friend or defend a position…
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I was standing in the kitchen a little while ago and, as I do most every morning, I was waiting for my tea water to boil. Instantly, Doubter came in along with his friends, Sabotager and Shame to visit She-who-must-be-obeyed. You see, She-who-must-be-obeyed has been battling against My-will-to-obey and She-who-must-be-obeyed is very very cunning and has a litany of excuses as to why she deserves whatever she wants… especially when she listens to friends, Doubter, Sabotager and Shame. They’re all bent on tempting her to listen and bent on destroying My-will-to-obey. You see, My-will-to-obey is often weak and even seems…
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If I look down and see my feet and the rocky ground beneath — or look down and see not my feet but shifting waves crashing all around me, a wave of panic washes over me and I fear I will sink or be washed away in the flood of fear. But, in the most peculiar of all, the most wonderful of all experiences I know is the sweet peace that washes over when I look not down but up — when I lift my eyes and see that not only am I not in perilous straits or not only…