Friday, December 6, 2013
Last year, about this time, I shared the review of my friend, Andy Wood's, beautiful and inspiring book, The 12 Pathways to Christmas. Today, I'm sharing this once again with my readers.
As 2013 has progressed, I have found new friends and new followers. Advent would be remiss if I did not share this splendid book once again with you.
I hope you will enjoy the post here, and order Andy's e-book. It will make your Christmas season merry and bright, guaranteed!
Love and blessings to you all!
Meditations of My Heart will be on hiatus the week of December 9th through December 13th. Personally, I will be internet-free from the 9th to the 13th of December. However, I will be spending some of my vacation time rereading Andy's book. Can't wait!
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Come, descendants of Jacob, let us walk in the light of the Lord.
Last Sunday marks the beginning of Advent, a season in the church year of hope, love, joy, and peace, but most of all, expectation. As Christians, we not only look forward to the celebration of Jesus' birth on Christmas Day, but cherish this time in which we prepare our hearts for His coming again in glory to redeem this world once and for all.
In his sermon, Pastor Wallace focuses upon the light which has come and is coming into the world once again. And, he reminds us, most importantly, of what Jesus told us: While He is the Light of the World, He grants this same blessing to us. God gives us our own personal, unique, and irreplaceable light which we can shine into hearts troubled and torn by the darkness of this world. A world devoid of hope, love, joy, and peace. A world desperate and longing for the light of Christ.
At home Sunday evening, we light our Advent wreath's first candle after praying together. As we do so, I relive Pastor Wallace's words from that morning.
They hit home.
And, I ponder . . .
What can I do this Advent season to truly shine "this little light of mine?" How can I "let it shine, let it shine, let it shine?"
With this year declared "Love" drawing to a close, I think I know. At least, for me. But, what about you? In what ways, during this Advent, can you shine your God-given light upon others?
Can you give to a local charity? Volunteer at a homeless shelter? Spend time at an assisted living home? Babysit for free while your neighbors go Christmas shopping? Take an elderly friend to the doctor? Donate a toy for children in need? Let someone ahead of you when traffic is a snarled standstill?
The list goes on and on and on. So many ways and opportunities to shine our lights!
How will you share your light with the world this Advent season?
Will you pray with me?
Father, it is with great joy and anticipation that we prepare to welcome Your only Son into this world. May these weeks of Advent be filled with Your blessings, guidance and love. Help us to reflect the Light of the World into the lives of others. Amen.
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Friday, November 29, 2013
2 Chronicles 20:15
He said, "Listen, King Jehoshaphat and all who live in Judah and Jerusalem! This is what the Lord says to you: 'Do not be afraid or discouraged because of this vast army. For the battle is not yours, but God's.'"
Our house sits in the middle of a forest populated mainly by deciduous hardwoods. We are smack dab in the middle of fall, and you know what that means. Leaves! Tons of them! Raining from the sky. Covering our decks. Smothering our yard.
Fall isn't called 'fall' for nothing!
And, when it comes to keeping the decks cleared and the yard clean, we have our work cut out for us. I whisk away the broom while my husband, Danny, wields the leaf blower. Together, we tackle the onslaught. Battle back the blitz of leaf troops which seems to gain ground (literally) daily. Here is a pile I'm in the midst of sweeping up the other day after heavy winds and rain brought in reinforcements.
And, here is what the deck looked like a day later.
The battle rages on . . .
And, many days, I feel like the leaves are winning. Even when I know that, eventually, all of them will have dropped. That I will, at some point, sweep the last soldier off the deck and Danny will blow the last warrior from the yard. The losing battle turned into a war won.
Wouldn't it be splendid if every battle we face on life's journey had a guaranteed winning outcome? Unfortunately, that's not the case. We lose a job, go through a divorce, lose a loved one, endure a chronic illness. And, sometimes, the fallout from our wounds can leave us feeling hopeless and helpless.
It doesn't have to be that way. All that can change when we stop clinging to our own methods for waging war against the enemy, and hand the battle over to God. Waving our white flags. Surrendering to His will. Trusting in His ways.
"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." (Romans 8:28)
He is with us. He cares. He is able, ready and willing to aid us in every battle we face.
God will make it a win-win. Every time . . .
What battles are you facing in your life today?
Will you pray with me?
Let us, Father, in hope and trust and humility, not be afraid of or discouraged by the battles of this life, but hand everything over to you with praise and thanksgiving. We know the ultimate battle belongs to You. May we ever raise our white flags in surrender to Your will. Amen.
To listen to the song 'White Flag' by Chris Tomlin, click here.
Tuesday, November 26, 2013
"You have heard that it was said, 'Love your neighbor and hate your enemy.' But I tell you, love your enemies and pray for those who persecute you, that you may be children of your father in heaven. He causes his sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous . . .
I subscribe to a daily post hosted my former Arkansas governor, Mike Huckabee, called Godfruits. Everyday, I know I can open this gift and find Biblical encouragement, good news videos and stories, and vital inspiration for my daily faith walk. It has been both boon and blessing to me in a myriad of ways.
So, today, instead of sharing my own reflections with you, I choose to offer this commentary from Godfruits as a "guest post." I hope you will read and be inspired!
An Armenian nurse had been held captive along with her brother by the Turks. Her brother was slain by a Turkish soldier before her eyes. Somehow, she escaped and, later, became a nurse in a military hospital.
One day, she was stunned to find that the same man who had killed her brother had been captured and brought, wounded, to the hospital where she worked. Something within her cried out, "Vengeance!" But, a stronger voice called for her to love. She nursed the man back to health.
Finally, the recuperating soldier asked her, "Why didn't you let me die?"
Her answer was, "I am a follower of Him who said, 'Love your enemies, do good to them which hate you.'
Impressed with her answer, the young soldier replied, "I never heard such words before. Tell me more. I want this kind of religion."
Is this the kind of religion you want, too?
Will you pray with me?
Father, how can we ever thank You enough for sending Your precious Son, Christ Jesus, to teach us the power of love and forgiveness? May the lesson taught to us by this devoted nurse help us to search our hearts and souls, and to forgive readily with humble and grateful hearts. Help us to forgive others as Jesus forgave us. Amen.
Friday, November 22, 2013
"I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.
Those of you who have followed this blog for any length of time know that our home is nestled deep in a forest. This makes having a vegetable garden impossible, and growing flowers? Problematic at best. But, we manage to find some which thrive in partial sun/mostly shade, and enjoy them throughout the summer when, and where, they add color and cheer to our deck.
As fall looms and cooler temperatures are in the offing, the plants are not simply surviving, they are thriving! The first hard freeze is threatening, yet our impatiens have more promising buds than ever. We cannot bear to see them meet and untimely end. So, we decide to bring them into the house along with the Dragon-wing begonias. The "hot house" environment does wonders for the impatiens, but the begonias wish to wilt. We usher them back outside as soon as conditions are agreeable.
When the next freeze warning is issued, we carry all the plants inside again. This time, however, the impatiens rest on our hearth as before, while we place the begonias in the garage which is cooler. This works so much better for both species. The begonias stay perky. The impatiens produce seven blooms on one plant and three on the other. In November? Unheard of!
These plants are both bearing much fruit because we choose to care for them. From inclement weather, we protect. In balmy weather, we encourage. When it rains, we let them soak up nature's moisture.
Doesn't God do the same for us?
Jesus promises us that when we trust and find our rest in Him, He will always be there for us. Some of us may require more pruning and nurturing. But, with the Lord as our vine, our essential root in life, we can't help but bear good fruit in His name.
Do you have a "green thumb" story to share here?
Will you pray with me?
Help us to ever remember, Father, that apart from Jesus, we can do nothing. May our lives be faithfully grafted onto His that we might always bear good fruit in this world. Amen.
Tuesday, November 19, 2013
God is our refuge and our strength, an ever-present help in trouble.
My granddaughter, Virginia Rose, has a favorite stuffed animal, a worn and somewhat bedraggled kitty, which she takes with her everywhere she goes. "Tatty," as Virginia calls him, is her constant companion, whether she is awake or asleep.
I've been babysitting frequently as of late, and have learned just how important Tatty is to my grandchild. He accompanies us to the park, to the indoor playground nearby, and even to the grocery store where he sits next to her in the buggy seat. Of course, when play is involved, this Gammie winds up holding Tatty so Virginia is free to do her thing.
One day, when I'm buckling her into her booster seat, Virginia points to Tatty.
"Gammie! Tatty buck. Tatty buck!"
"Oh, you want Tatty to have a seat belt, too?"
Dutifully, I strap Tatty securely in his place. "Okay, Virginia, he's fastened in and ready to go."
Virginia heaves a sigh of relief.
"Safe and sound," she says.
Naturally, I get a tremendous kick out of Virginia's precocious statement. But, it also starts me thinking. I'm old enough to remember the days when cars didn't even have seat belts. When they finally did, many people, including my grandfather, refused to wear them. Over the course of time, though, as traffic congestion increased and the interstates became more like racetracks than freeways, people began to see the sense in wearing a safety belt.
And, then, my thoughts take another turn. Make a quite unexpected analogy.
That's what my life was like before I accepted Jesus as my Savior - riding around recklessly, wearing no seat belt. Not safe and sound, but scared and scarred . . .
But, the Lord changed all that the moment I climbed into the car with Him and fastened His loving safety belt around me. It hasn't always been an easy journey in this faith. I've had my share of detours, potholes, traffic jams, and fender-benders.
Yet, no matter what has happened or will happen on this road trip, I know one thing for sure.
With God, I am always safe and sound.
Are you buckled up with Jesus?
Will you pray with me?
Father, thank You for being our refuge and strength when troubles come, keeping us safe and sound in Your loving embrace. We pray to feel Your presence and Your grace each and every day of this earthly journey. All this we ask in the precious name of Jesus. Amen.
Friday, November 15, 2013
1 Timothy 6:17
Command those who are rich in this present world not to be arrogant nor to put their hope in wealth, which is so uncertain, but to put their hope in God, who richly provides us with everything for our enjoyment.
He who has God and everything else has no more than he who has God only.
~C. S. Lewis
Back in October of this year, the federal government shuts down. My husband, Danny, who is the Region 4 coordinator for Energy Star at EPA, is laid off. We don't know for how long. We don't know if any back-pay is in the offing. So many economic uncertainties to face!
Danny, always practical, sits down to take a hard look at our budget. After a careful assessment, he shares his ideas.
"This month, no eating out, no internet orders, no matter what, and we need to cut back on what we're spending on groceries. I think we can survive this."
"I know we can," I assure him. "Just let me do all the food shopping."
Why should I handle the groceries? It's been a long-standing joke at our house that if I let Danny loose at our local Publix, I can expect him to buy anything which catches his fancy. And, never count the cost! Because, when you endure lean times in your twenties and thirties and have to pinch every penny, once you have a stable, generous income, you tend to allow frugality to go the way of the dinosaur.
"What?" Danny sounds disappointed. "Don't you trust me to look for bargains now that we're in this fix?"
"Why, of course, I do. I know you will. Let's put our heads together and think of meals that will stretch before we head to the store this week."
And, that's precisely what we do. We even stop buying the flavored vitamin water we love. Instead, Danny buys the much, much cheaper bag of fresh lemons to make lemonade. Amazingly, our food costs plummet by nearly $70 a week! Wow!
The good news? Even though the shutdown is long over and we now know Danny will get his pay for that lost time, we have maintained, and will continue to maintain, our savings mentality when it comes to budgeting for food.
The better news? This time of uncertainty actually brought us closer to God and to one another. A day didn't go by when we didn't pray together. When I would see those furrows of worry crease Danny's brow, I'd immediately remind him that God is with us and will see us through, no matter what. The relief which would flood his face was priceless . . .
And, God, through one unselfish and loving angel, touched us even deeper during this trying time. We peruse our mail as usual one day to find an envelope addressed to us, but with no return address. The postmark is metro Atlanta. We open it to find this:
A most unexpected blessing. And, because of our careful stewardship during this month of hardship, we were able to use it to bless others.
Have you gone through a time of adversity which resulted in unforeseen blessings?
Will you pray with me?
Father, we will no place our hope in the riches of this world, but in the riches of Your heavenly glory. Remind us each day that You alone are enough to supply all our needs, the ones You know of before we ever know how to ask. May we, with thankful hearts, always share our blessings with others. Amen.