I have learned, I have forgotten

I have learned, I have forgotten

I have been a Christian 
for 30 years

in that time I have learned some

very important things,

unfortunately,

in that time,

I have also forgotten

some very important things…

I have learned:

God is near…

God is powerful…

God loves people…

God’s way is the best way…

Pride sneaks up on me…

I am tempted easily…

I am a clay pot…

God has more forgiveness

than I have sins...

I always think I’m right…

God is infallible, I am not…

If God said it, it’s true...

At times I forget:

How much He loves me…

How much He paid for me…

How often He thinks of me…

That He will never leave me

or forsake me…

That we win…

That He is for me…

That there is a great cloud of

Witnesses rooting for me…

I have learned, God helps me

And I can do anything

When He helps me.

I have learned to give God glory.

I sometimes forget to give God glory.

I have learned I am forgiven

I forget that sometimes too.

I have learned…

(so many times) I have learned

Nothing satisfies but Jesus!

And lastly,

the most important thing I have learned…

the way to have the most joy

for the longest period of time

with out fail

is to live

in loving relationship

with Jesus Christ

When God says "No"

There's no "candy free" isle for grown-ups.
I mean a place where we can avoid temptation.
It's really all out there;
the good, the bad and the ugly
and we must choose.

For most, if you can afford it
and it's within your grasp
and you want it
you should totally go for it!

But what if it's OK for others
but not for you?
What if it's destructive?
What if it only looks good
but it's not best?

What if God says "No'.

I don't care how nice a person says it,
if I hear the word "No",
my insides are ready to fight.
I'm angry
or I'm hurt
or I'm envious of those who get "it",
and I'm sad.

But what if God says "No"
because He wants to give you a Porch
and you were asking for a Pinto?
(No disrespect to the Pinto owners out there).
But we often set our sights too low.

The key in finding peace when you hear that word
is knowing when He says "No",
it always means "Yes" to something better.
Always.

A man named Paul said:
"and we know that God causes all things
to work together for good
to those who love God"

Now if you do not love God,
you do not know God,
because to know Him is to love Him.

He's that good.

There's a worship event happening next weekend.
It seems totally good.
It seems like something that would bless me so much.
It seems like a thing I would be helped by and I cant imagine "it" not being best for me.
But on the calendar that night is something I simply must do.
I have asked if I could somehow miraculously go,
but I need to be at peace with "No".

The trouble is,
there's not much joy in hearing that word.
Unless you know God,
and I mean love God!

Because as good as the worship night is,
I can trust that He is saying "Yes" to something better.
I cant (at this point) even see how this could be better,
but I trust God with my joy.
I trust God with my peace.
I trust God with all my moments,
so I rest when He tells me "No"
with full assurance,
He's also saying "Yes".

UPDATE: God made a way (He said "Yes") and I was able to go!
God is so cool! I told you "to know Him is to love Him". :)

How's it feel to want?

How's it feel to want?
My brother used to say it when we were kids.
I'd say something like "I want some!"
and he'd say:
"How's it feel to want!?"
Well,
it still feels awful.

I was wanting this morning,
it was like a craving
then it occurred to me,
I have it,
under a pile of disorganization
is the space I need.

Then I wondered how many times
I'm wanting something,
and already have it.

Some times I want time,
but I waste time,
if I had more, I might waist more,
so the answer is to be a better steward of what I have.

Sometimes I want new clothes,
but when I do laundry and put everything away,
I find things that are new to me (for having been lost for so long).

Sometimes I want stuff because I'm afraid the stuff I have isn't enough,
but before it runs out, I have more.

The Lord is my shepherd,
I shall not want.

I shall not want.

I shall not want.

God is the supplier of all my needs,
but I take for granted much of what he gives me,
and am ungrateful.
and wanting, hurts.
It's born out of fear,
and pride,
and insecurity.

But when I look at how much God loves me,
and how good He is
and how He always takes such good care of me,
I never am in want.
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As His child I lack no good thing.

Can we learn nothing from the loaves and fish?
Christ thanked His Father for the provision He had
and it was made (more than) enough.

I'm actually excited
to challange myself next time I want something,
to both thank God for what I have
and to check and see if I already have it!

As a prisoner for the Lord, then, I urge you to live a life worthy of the calling you have received. ~Paul [written while in prison for His faith]

I don't want to miss it

Do you ever feel like there's more going on

(than you are getting)

and just wish you would stop

missing it?

Like, a deeper meaning,

that (if you could just grasp it)

would bring you a gift of healing,

or a blessing of joy and peace,

or totally set you free?

I feel that way at Christmas,

and Advent, and Easter.

I long to slow down and savor the truth

(before it all passes, and I've missed it).

Communion is like that for many.

It is the place our sin collides

with God

our sin collides

with the worst pain

imaginable,

suffered by the most innocent,

loving, Son of Man

and our salvation is sealed.

You see,

"on the night he was betrayed, 

Jesus took bread,

and when he had given thanks, he broke it" 

Many of us thank God for our meal

before we eat.

But Christ picked up the bread,

and thought about

how God provided,

and He was thankful,

He thought about how the bread was like His body

soon to be broken

And He was thankful.

"and said, “This is my body, which is for you; 

do this in remembrance of me.” 

How could Jesus ask His friends,

to take the life

that lived to heal,

the life 

that lived to love,

the life 

that lived to show us the Father,

How could He ask us to participate

in the breaking of His body,

and eat?

This life 

that was fully God

and fully man.

This life that was knit together in His mothers womb,

that lived as a baby, a boy and a man,

that was tempted in every way we are tempted,

but without sinning

so He could offer His perfect life,

as an atoning sacrifice for our sins.

A sacrifice,

made once,

and for all.

And just as bread nourishes our body to give us strength,

He desires His gift of life to be part of us,

to nourish us

and give us strength.

"In the same way, after supper he took the cup, 

saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood;" 

The old covenant was based on obedience to the law,

and was sealed by the blood of a spotless lamb.

The sacrifice was still imperfect,

and had to be made regularly.

But this New Covenant,

based on faith in Christ,

is secured by His blood,

the blood that flowed through the veins

of this perfect man

the very heart of God,

making a way for holiness,

and adoption,

into the family of God

He willingly makes this sacrifice

to wash us from our sins.

And He said: "do this, 

whenever you drink it, 

in remembrance of me.” 

For whenever you eat this bread 

and drink this cup, 

you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes.

Christ knew how quickly we forget,

how easily we get distracted,

how consistently we settle for less

than the joy and freedom He died for us to live in.

And He didn't want us to distort the truth of this gift,

or miss it's holiness, and benefit and blessing.

"So then, [He warned] 

whoever eats the bread or drinks the cup of the Lord 

in an unworthy manner 

will be guilty of sinning against the body and blood of the Lord. 

Slow down.

Consider the love.

Consider the gift

(represented by the juice and bread)

and be blessed.

Everyone ought to examine themselves 

before they eat of the bread 

and drink from the cup. 

For those who eat and drink 

without discerning the body of Christ 

eat and drink judgment on themselves.

before they eat of the bread 

and drink from the cup. 

For those who eat and drink 

without discerning the body of Christ 

eat and drink judgment on themselves.

1 Corinthians 11:17-33 Some thoughts on Communion

23 For I received from the Lord what I also passed on to you:

Great example to follow!

The Lord Jesus, on the night he was betrayed,

It is significant that before being rejected

(with complete knowledge it would happen),

Jesus gave.

took bread,

The bread that represented His body,

the body that was born as a baby human,

grew and became a boy and a man

facing every temptation (with out sinning)

so He could take that perfect body

and make one final sacrifice

(on our behalf) before the Father

to atone for our sin,

and He wanted that body

to be ingested by us corporately,

to give us individually the strength we need

and to give us the bond of unity

that exists as we all partake together

in this glorious life given.

24 and when he had given thanks, he broke it and said, 

“This is my body, which is for you; do this in remembrance of me.” 

25 In the same way, after supper he took the cup,

filled with the representation of His blood,

the blood that flowed through the veins of this

perfect man.

This loving,

tender,

humble,

man,

the blood that spilled out

as He was whipped and beaten

to bring us healing,

the blood that poured down His face

when the crown of thorns was placed on His head

this blood, that washes us whiter than snow,

this blood that seals our relationship with the Father,

He wanted us to take this,

deep within,

to ingest and know His desire for healing and cleansing

is total,

inside and out.

And He wanted us to share this gift corporately,

to know we each have this treasure within us,

he took the cup,

saying, “This cup is the new covenant in my blood; 

do this, whenever you drink it,

in remembrance of me.”

The covenant,

is the promise of eternity to spend with God,

the promise is secured, by our relationship with Christ,

and the gift He gave of His life,

This gift is lost on those who are not focused on the Giver.

This gift is too precious to receive casually.

This gift is meant to be our most holy focus,

It is why we have any hope,

it is the treasure store of God's wealth,

given for us.

It is Christ.

The Love of the Father

the Lover of our soul.

 26 For whenever you eat this bread and drink this cup,

you proclaim the Lord’s death until he comes.

27 So then, whoever eats the bread or drinks the cup of the Lord

in an unworthy manner will be guilty of sinning against the body and blood of the Lord.

28 Everyone ought to examine themselves before they eat of the bread and drink from the cup. 29 For those who eat and drink without discerning the body of Christ eat and drink judgment on themselves. 30 That is why many among you are weak and sick, and a number of you have fallen asleep. 31 But if we were more discerning with regard to ourselves, we would not come under such judgment. 32 Nevertheless, when we are judged in this way by the Lord, we are being disciplined so that we will not be finally condemned with the world.

33 So then, my brothers and sisters, when you gather to eat, you should all eat together. 34 Anyone who is hungry should eat something at home, so that when you meet together it may not result in judgment.

And when I come I will give further directions.

Fathers

Fathers...

they have a thankless job of

saying the hard truth.

Mother's truth can be softened by emotion,

but a father's truth,

will help children grow.

Father's have the thankless job

of lifting the bar higher

helping a child strive to be better.

For a man to be a father

he carries the burden of providing

for his family,

to make sure ends meet

and priorities are in place.

To have the burden of leadership in his home

he bears the responsibility of sacrificing

his wants, for the good of the entire family.

My Dad once said, “There's nothing you can't do!”

I believed him and have done many

seemingly impossible things.

My Dad used to say “keep the faith”

and I have. When ever things were hard,

I would have faith they would get better.

My Dad taught me to have a good work ethic

and all of my life has been better for it.

Mind you, when he repeated all these valuable

truths to me (as a child)

I heard him,

but I didn’t really know how valuable

these truths were

in shaping my character.

I wonder what valuable lessons

my children are being taught

that will only be appreciated

after years and toil

reveal the beauty of their truth.

Honor and respect today,

the Dad's that are shaping tomorrow.

And honor the fathers that helped to mold us,

into the people we are today.

I'm not saying Dad's are perfect,

but they are worthy of respect.

To do a hard thing,

God gives us the strength (to do it)

the wisdom (to do it well),

and the grace (for when we fall short).

God forgive us for not valuing the fathers in our midst.

As a woman I can get carried away by all kinds of inspirations,

while my cool headed husband has the burden of harnessing

this wild willful person

and helping me be better.

God, thank you for making Christ the head of man

and man the head of women. I see my need,

and rest in the covering you have provided.

For a father to hold a child's hand requires

a different expressions of love,

than for a father to teach a teen to drive

and still other needs

for teaching a son to guide his own family.

For all these things and more

we thank you,

fathers.

And we thank you, Heavenly Father

for all the Dads in our midst.

How my head ache was a blessing to me

What if the hard thing
even the really hard thing
has such valuable blessings attached
that we treasured the trial?

I'm not a masochist.
I don't like pain.
"No pain, no gain"
is not my motto.
"If it doesn't kill you,
it makes you stronger"
does not spur me on.

But today I had a headache.
So I lay down on my couch
closed my eyes
and prayed.
Sleep would not whisk me away.
I just lay there
eyes closing out light
resting my mind
I prayed.

I realized (while I was there)
I had not just prayed
for a quite some time.

What a blessing to close my eyes
and focus all my attention
on my loving Lord.
Even in pain,
the blessing of being in the presence of the Lord
with no other distractions
was precious.

After a while had passed
(maybe half an hour)
I had to get back to my day
(in pain or not)

I was totally filled with peace and joy
as I engaged the day.
After a while,
I noticed the headache had gone.
But I was so thankful for the blessing it gave me.

Alone time
with my Creator.
The Lover of my soul.
Totally worth it.