Here are a few things on this Friday that make my top five,
call it a “this” edition.
Oh…this is also my 400th post…wow!
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If I were a hermit, I would have read this book in
a few hours. But since that is not my reality,
it took me parts of two days.
Lisa’s writing is so engaging, honest, vulnerable,
and humorous. I love reading about how people
grapple with faith and God, as it is not
easy to grasp at all times how much we are loved
and to add grace to the equation is just plain
baffling. I knew I was a goner after perhaps the
third page of the introduction when she describes
heavy fleeced sheep that topple over because of their
great top-heavy weight, needing someone to set
them upright…oh how the tears flowed.
A holy life will produce the deepest impression.
Lighthouses blow no horns;
they only shine.
If the mercy is true, you therefore bear the true,
not an imaginary sin.
God does not save those who are only imaginary sinners.
Be a sinner, and let your sins be strong [sin boldly],
but let your trust in Christ be stronger, and rejoice in
Christ who is the victor over sin, death and the world.
I took down one of my hanging baskets of nasturtiums
last night to assess all the half eaten leaves.
I wish I had taken a picture of all the little and big
caterpillars on the top side of the leaves. A perfect
camouflage, matching color and veins.
Sometimes I marvel at God’s creation and creativity.
Truly this caterpillar is doing what it was created to
do. I would say it is doing it with abandon.
But I desire big lily pad like leaves among bright
blooms and not the jagged remains of what used
to be a leaf.
It is a fight.
Will I win?
I am not counting on it…heavy sigh.
I wonder what resides in my life that has
assimilated itself, hard to detect from a distance or casual glance
but if viewed from close range has left destruction
marring the beauty?
I have removed the culprit but I know there are miniscule
eggs that I cannot extract.
How careful we must be to not let anything attach to
us that even when removed still leaves a lasting residue.
THIS VERSE AND WORD
My lifelong friend Maria and I lived together during our senior
year of college. For whatever reason, at that time, the word
“feeble” was very popular. We used to toss it out to one another
to express a lame attempt at something. Perhaps it was having
the energy to study late into the night or write a paper or clean
up the dirty dishes in the sink. We were seniors and at times the
urge to stay in bed tried to win out over going to class. You guessed
we were feeble.
Imagine Maria’s surprise when one such example of feebleness occurred
and instead of calling her by our favorite overused adjective but I
declared Hebrews 12: 12!
That morning in particular I had read:
Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees.
Make level paths for your feet, so that the lame may not
be disabled but rather healed.
If Maria had been present when I read this verse, she
would have witnessed all manners of laughing and falling
out on the floor.
It became a bit of an inside joke when we would say
Hebrews 12:12 to one another.
Okay, perhaps we were dorks of which I was the president.
But this verse emphasized
what we were telling one another…get some strength.
Don’t be feeble. Who wants to be feeble or be called feeble?
Hebrews 11 provides an extensive list of heroes of the faith
that persevered and believed. There were not feeble in their
pursuits. They were not perfect. They had discipline.
Hebrews 12 speaks about finishing the race and to do that,
it will take plenty of discipline as well.
There are areas in my life that look a bit feeble.
It’s time to grow up a bit and amass some strength.
QUITE SIMPLY THIS VERSE
O send out your light and your truth;
let them lead me;
let them bring me to your holy hill
and to your dwelling.
Then I will go to the altar of God,
to God, my exceeding joy
and I will praise you with the harp,
O God, my God.
Psalm 43: 3,4
May you revel in grace today.
May you see beauty even if it is notched
May strength be your description and not feeble.
May you resemble a lighthouse.
May you know God as your exceeding joy!
Have a blessed Friday!