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The Bird Can be the Word

Posted in Christian, Devotional, Life Experiences, tagged , , , , on September 17, 2012| Leave a Comment »

God speaks to us in so many ways – often through nature. A friend of mine who is an avid and highly knowledgeable birder, as well as a deep Christian woman, has a blog – GodGirlGail. Today she discussed the a Frigatebird who bullies other birds to get their food instead of working for its own. Sort of like the kid who steals the lunch money. You can read about it here:  http://godgirlgail.wordpress.com/2012/09/17/744/.

Today, God showed me a lesson through her description of the Frigatebird. Being bullied viciously for years and years as a child for being overweight and smart, I can relate. Whatever self-esteem I had would be snatched away every time I walked into school. They told me I would never be pretty, and that I was a nerd who would never be popular. I married a man who would bully me and did so for thirty plus years. It was the behavior I expected, so I guess I sought it out. Now that I am a widow, I had become my own bully.  No one was around to tell me the negative things I had heard all my life, so I began the mantra in the mirror.

In reading Gail’s description of the Frigatebird,  I imagined myself as one of the birds that Frigate bullied everyday. Easy target. After a while, if I was that little bird, when I’d see the Frigate soaring in my direction, I would have dropped my food to avoid the conflict. Even if I saw no bully coming, I’d drop it – just in case, then tell myself it was not really meant to be mine.

I know Scripture states that through God we are made worthy. David Crowder sings that God makes everything glorious so what does that make me? As a teenager, “God doesn’t make junk” was the bumper sticker saying of the day.  Yet, somehow, I had convinced myself that I had taken the goodness and junked it myself, so it really worth holding onto anyway. In essence, by believing my own negative bullying, I had.

Leave it to a bully bird, whose antics were written about by a friend, to show me Truth.  What God has given me as far as talent is worthy of holding onto.  Bully bird, in the name of Jesus, I say go away.  I am grasping what God has graced me and not letting go anymore.

If you are dealing with negativity in your life, whether the voices are from within or coming from others, don’t give into it. Don’t let bullying snatch away what God has given to you. You are worthy to hang onto His grace and use your talents to His glory.

With this in mind, we constantly pray for you, that our God may count you worthy of his calling, and that by his power he may fulfill every good purpose of yours and every act prompted by your faith. 2 Thessalonians 1:11

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Faces

Posted in Christian, Life Experiences, tagged , , , , , , on September 16, 2012| Leave a Comment »

I spent two days with women who are in my international prayer warriors organization called Daughters of the King. We had a conference in the piny woods of east Texas at a retreat center. I did a workshop on my newest Bible study, Between the Window and the Door, and also had a vendor’s booth for my books, speaking engagements, and for items made by women rescued from human trafficking and slavery who reside in Christian safe houses throughout the world. The jewelry and accessories they make are vended through Women at Risk. (I agree to make no money off the sales of the items the women make and ship to the USA so 90% can go back to those women and the safe houses.)

In those two days, I saw my Lord in so many faces. I saw Him in eyes that stretched into laughter and sparkled with joy. I saw Him in eyes who became reddened as tears glistened in them.  I saw His love in squeals and out-stretched arms of friends who had not seen each other in a while, and in the warm smiles of those meeting for the first time. And, yesterday morning when I took the stage to give my workshop I saw Him on each of the 100 plus faces that filled the room. He was there because each one in that room, as dedicated to prayerfully serving Him as they are, knew what it was like to be in the in-between times called the journey from the valley to the mountain top. They have experienced the gap between doubting if God is really there and feeling Him so close it is as if their heads were resting on His chest and His arms wrapped around their shoulders.

Old, young, Black, White, Hispanic, never married, widowed, divorced or happily married, from the slower-paced small towns and the bustling metropolis, representing large churches and small missions – all came there because He has touched their lives with the desire to pray and serve others. In the brief weekend as we sang, prayed, worshiped, shared and ate together, the bond of faith encircled us and He was in the center.

It was a split-second glimpse of what is to come in Heaven.

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Calmed Waters

Posted in Christian, Life Experiences, tagged , , , , on September 12, 2012| 1 Comment »

I found God today at the end of the day. Actually I had been surrounded by witnesses to His glory and love all day as I manned the phones for a share-athon for a local Christian radio station. Between the other volunteers, the people dropping off snacks, and the listeners who called in, the God talk filled the call center. It was like floating in a sun-drenched river on a hot Texas summer day – a soothing, refreshing time you don’t want to end.

But in the back of my mind a ripple of angst was forming. The pebble had been dropped. I had a conference this weekend and I needed to work on my workshop presentation. My week of have-to-dos was stacking up. I had been manning the share-athon for two days, had a church women’s board meeting the next day as well as two more meetings, a newsletter to get out, and 8 articles to write and post for a client’s blog sites before I left Friday morning.

As I drove to my Toastmasters’ meeting last evening, I tried to plot out enough time over the next two days to rehearse. Maybe as I drove the four hours to the conference center? Well, I could rehearse the talk but it would be kinda hard to practice the power point portion on the highway. I could stay up late or get up early . . .maybe both?

As I walked in the room, the one who was leading the meeting told me there were no speakers that night. Last-minute cancellations had been texted to him – nothing major like an illness or tragedy, just life-stuff which had gotten in the way. So I was the only speaker.  I had brought my power point equipment to do a short demonstration on how to begin your speech, a Toastmaster teaching module. Much to my regret, the newly formed group had already heard that presentation through another Toastmaster several weeks back. Oh. Now what. The ripples grew.

Then, the Holy Spirit whispered in my soul’s ear. This is a church. Practice your workshop talk here.

I asked the group and they all agreed that would be fine. In fact, one lady had read most of my Bible study Between the Window and the Door on which this workshop was based. Three weeks prior, God had told me to give her a copy because she was going through a rough in-between time in her life. Coincidence that she had brought it with her?

Another pebble dropped. Did I have the right flash drive? Then I remembered. The one on which I was to download the Toastmaster module was, for some unknown reason, malfunctioning last night. So I had dug out my workshop flash drive and loaded the module on that. Yes, God had guaranteed that I had the right flash drive.

As I spoke, the words flowed from my brain.The power point presentation went smoothly. All the slides I’d prepared worked perfectly. That sweet woman at the back who had been reading the Bible study sat smiling and nodding. She was a real encouragement to me. The others became engaged in my talk. After it was over, they gave me great feedback.

The waters calmed.  I floated in the knowledge that My Father in Heaven cares enough to orchestrate events weeks in advance which would accumulate into the perfect time for me to prepare my talk on how His grace is ever-present, even in the in-between times.

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Look for the Cross

Posted in Christian, Life Experiences, tagged , , , , on September 11, 2012| Leave a Comment »

On this 10th anniversary of that tragic day in Manhattan, at the Pentagon and in a field in Pennsylvania, there are many new reports recalling those few hours of panic, terror and destruction. In the midst of Ground Zero, the heat of the explosion and the force of the collapse of one of the Twin Towers caused two I beams of steel to weld together in the shape of a  rugged cross.  The commentator said when they unearthed it, it was as if God was saying, “I’m here.”

Looking through mImagey clip art for a picture, I rediscovered one a missionary couple I support had sent me from Japan right after the earthquake and tsunami. Hovering out of the rubble where a church once stood, the congregation had constructed a makeshift cross so they could hold services.

When we lived in Baton Rouge, a mega church had erected three crosses at the entrance to their church site on the Interstate 10. After Katrina, those crosses became a beacon. One of the major food banks and distribution centers were in a warehouse next to them.

I have worn a cross since I was 16. It was bought with my first pay check. At times I feel it next to my skin and it reminds me He is there next to me, touching my life.  I rarely feel it when I am joyful or confident or upbeat. But when my day is in rubbles, then I do feel it next to me – warm and comforting. It is a reminder of whom it is I belong. Instead of a dog tag, it is my God tag.

God reveals Himself in the midst of tragedy. His cross provides a ray of hope in despair, of control in chaos, and the security of Daddy watching over us in the middle of fear. The next time life throws you in the midst of chaos and your world is tumbling around you – look for the cross.

And lo, I am  iwth you, even unto the end of the age.  Matthew 28:20

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Comfort and Joy

Posted in Biblical, Christian, Devotional, Life Experiences, tagged , , , , on September 9, 2012| Leave a Comment »

Yesterday another lady and I, who are on the women’s ministry board for our denomination, drove about two hours south to support a small church in our jurisdiction. They were having a fall bazaar. It was a good chance to meet some of the ladies and personally invite them to the function we were having for all the women in a month’s time.

One lady, who was somewhat elderly, had a booth of beautifully handmade beaded jewelry. She explained how learning to do beadwork had kept her busy since her mother passed away last year. She’d been her mother’s caregiver for over 6 years. I saw the deep pain in her eyes, but I also saw God’s comfort.  I could tell He had been there with her, through her church, her friends and in this new endeavor. Her faith was a balm for her sorrow. Hovering between us as we talked was the Holy Spirit wrapping her in a love that will never leave her.  It made me realize anew how He’s there for me, and you, and all of us who believe, giving purpose to our times of sorrow and  emptiness.

I will turn their mourning into gladness; I will give them comfort and joy instead of sorrow. Jeremiah 31:13b

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It Ain’t Easy

Posted in Christian, Devotional, Life Experiences, tagged , , , , , , on September 7, 2012| 1 Comment »

I’ll admit there are days I just do not feel His presence. Usually those are the days I am stressed over something- probably the one thing I keep laying at His feet then snatch back. Most of the time it has to do with finances. Freelance writing and being your own boss is wonderful. Yet, most of the time I feel like Indiana Jones in the the scene where he is searching for the Holy Grail and steps out in faith over an abyss. God does provide the ledge I cannot see with my eyes, but at times I still look down and my knees become wobbly. That is the time I should get down upon them before trying to take another step. I don’t always do that.

Years ago I was given a book that was similar to the old Where’s Waldo series, except you had to look for Jesus in each scene. Sometimes He was easier to spot. Sometimes, not so much. I’d call over a friend or family member and say, can you help me find Jesus? Ah! Slap in the forehead time. Friends and family can help us find Jesus when our eyes are just too filled with tears or clouded by our own circumstances.

Then there are times, He reveals Himself in a way that makes you suck in your breath – like the Bible verse of the day which popped up on my cell phone app today after I was was stressing over if I needed to find a job to supplement my freelance writing and why no one was responding to my resumes –

I will instruct you and teach you in the way you should go. I will counsel you with my eyes upon you. Psalm 32:8

Yes, Sir. On I go over the abyss.

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Where others have told me they found God

Posted in Christian, Life Experiences, tagged , , , on September 6, 2012| 3 Comments »

When I first came to the Lord, I used to walk around a man-made lake; it was a small preserve for wildlife. That heron followed me around the lake and made His presence know to me.

Since moving, I have seen a great blue heron in fields or parks and smile, knowing He still follows me, making His presence know, telling me there is nowhere I can hide from Him.

It is comforting to know that He is with me always, guiding my path, whispering from behind, watching from above, silently standing guard, ever watchful, always loving, filling my soul as no one else can.

Susan Fox

A cardinal. My mom use to watch them when she was dying of cancer, a week after her death my blinds flew up by themselves for no reason and perched in the tree was a cardinal as if saying I am with you what comfort the Lord of light sends us signs I just think we are sometimes to wrapped up to see. Roseann

This reminds me of a time in early summer when I was standing outside church Sunday morning. I am a greeter there with a few other ladies. Well, it was during a time when I was dealing with something..going down a path that was a stronghold for me. And a beautiful little butterfly came and landed on my shoulder. I remember thinking that it was like God put his hand on my shoulder to let me know He was there. I’ll never forget it.

Christine

Julie, I grew up in Florida ~ roadrunners there are not the feathered kind. But my mom and dad loved the idea of that bird though they had never seen one except in a cartoon.

Mom visited me while my son was in college at Angelo State. We spent a few days in the hill country of Texas where she saw her first roadrunner. She was in the early stages of dementia but knew what that strange bird was and squealed with delight.

We live in a country area where roadrunners are frequent guests. Seems as though when my heart is “world-worn” God will allow a roadrunner to zip across the road in front of me. Last summer one strolled up my driveway, then down the front walk, allowing me time to visually dissect it’s feathers, eyes, and behavior. I always feel that brief moment is God’s blessing for me and like the roadrunner He will care for me also. Thanks again for the reminder this morning.

DiAne Gates
Christian author dinaegates.wordpress.com

Mine is a red cardinal that shows up “always” when I need a gentle reminder that God is near. I pray that my “friendly visitor” shows up today for I am in great need of a reminder that God is with me.
Barbara

Leave a comment- where did you find Him today?

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