Friday, December 23, 2016

The fat belongs to the Lord (and everything else)...


My husband jokingly says that when we remodel the kitchen we should hang a vinyl saying up of Leviticus 3:16 ...All the fat belongs to the LORD!
We laugh and laugh about that!  But it's truly right!  Everything belongs to the Lord!  We simply are gifted all that we have by our loving Lord.
After working at a church now for over 5 years (my first non-secular job, ever), I have seen firsthand the way that a church body respects and cares for the bounty of goods and finances that the Lord provides.  An annual church budget is merely people trying to guess what the Lord may choose to provide in a given year and how to best utilize that gift.
I remember my first real tithe as a new believer.  It wasn't 10% by any means, but it was a sacrifice and a commitment of trust in the Lord.  I willingly placed that $20 bill in the plate, knowing full well that I had nothing left until my next pay day.
We had fallen on very hard times, my first husband was out of a job and we had two kids at home.  I had been denied food stamps and had the insulting experience of getting a food donation from our local food bank which consisted of a jar of Ragu, a box of spaghetti noodles, a cake mix, and a foil bagged garlic bread.  I remember thinking, I had no eggs or oil to make a cake with, but at least I could make meatless spaghetti and garlic bread for dinner.
Just as my children were beginning to eat, I sat down, opened the bread (that I had merely sliced and placed on their plates), only to realize the bread was moldy.  I will never forget that experience. 
To this day, I always try to give good food to people and food drives as much as possible.
My husband and I have absolutely nothing to do with the church finances, and we like it that way!  It is all handled by our treasurer, financial secretary, and the church board members.  We don't want to know what people do (or don't) give.  It's just best that way.
However, it seems that more and more, people do not understand the importance of faithful giving and how it directly impacts the operation of the church.  It amazes me how many times, lights are left on, ac/furnace units are cranked up and left running, and doors are not shut properly in any given day at the church.  I and my husband regularly go around shutting things off at the church.  Or how many people contact a church asking for money.  I often want to say, we're a church, not a bank.  But I don't!
Even when I was living in those hard times, I didn't ask the church for money.  It just didn't seem right.  After I got saved, I want to serve the church, not have the church serve me.  I literally volunteered to clean the church and found it to be a sweet time of fellowship with the Lord, just me and Him cleaning.
But that doesn't seem to be the norm in todays world.  Take last Sunday, we had to cancel church services, because of the weather.  It's always a hard call, and my husband left it up to the deacon's to decide.  Because on those extreme mornings, its really hard to expect trustees and others to brave the bad weather and get the church opened up and ready.  So church was cancelled, which means, no offering was taken.  Its no surprise that a missed Sunday offering will never be completely made up financially.  It shows in the bottom line, every time.
I found this page online all about tithes and offerings and found it to be very enlightening.  http://www.raptureready.com/resource/aycock/tithing.htm#a4 (I am not familiar with this website and cannot endorse it).  Its clear that giving to the Lord is more a heart matter than a financial one.  God wants our trust in Him, solely. 
So many times, the Lord has surprised me over the years,with His provision!  It never gets old!  God has my back and my heart!  I am so very thankful!

Saturday, December 10, 2016

An Attempt at Biblical Theology in Poetic Verse by Peter Cushman



I think it’s fair to say that art can reach the inner person quicker than an outline (though perhaps “art” is a strong word for my poem!). That is the thrust behind this attempt to summarize the storyline of the Bible. My goal was to produce something that would arrest the reader with the brilliance and intricacy of the Scriptures by tying the major themes together. I wanted the lifelong Sunday-school learner to come away with a fresh vision of what God is doing in history and the privileged role that He has given to us. Take a look, and see what you think. 

(This poem is written in anapestic meter; each foot has two unaccented syllables followed by an accented syllable. Each line (with a few exceptions) contains nine syllables, three metric feet.)

    In the beginning there was nothing,
    Nothing but God, holy, unchanging.
    Sharing one nature in three persons,
    Father, Son, Spirit, never ending.

    God needed nothing for completion,
    But for the brilliance of his glory,
    He chose to speak into existence
    A world to share in His great story.
    With three simple yet powerful words

    This great King created a kingdom.
    His world reflected him perfectly,
    To rule it all a man named, Adam.

    God gave man everything to enjoy
    And lived with man in that special place.
    God’s Word would be the authority
    Bringing blessing and light from God’s face.

    But like a dead fly in the ointment
    The old snake invaded the Garden.
    God’s enemy, using deception,
    Tempted man to doubt God’s love for him.

    Believing we would be happier
    Out from under God’s authority,
    Man listened to the words of Satan
    And ate, losing sinless purity.

    Shame instantly haunted the couple,
    So they hid from God’s presence in fear.
    Like a patient who’s ripped out his lifeline,
    Death entered the picture from here.

    Bound by what’s right, God cursed the whole world
    Because sin corrupted everything.
    But God promised to crush the devil
    To set the world free from death’s sting.

    Man’s evil progressed from bad to worse.
    Murder and deceit ravished the earth.
    So God wiped the world clean with water,
    But man’s heart was still wicked from birth.

    Move forward to Genesis twelve now.
    God chose to bless one man, Abraham.
    God promised him people and a place.
    This family will be God’s new program.

    God multiplied Abram’s family;
    In Egypt he saved them from famine.
    He promised a ruler from Judah,
    But an evil Pharaoh enslaved them.

    Israel cried out for deliverance,
    So God sent them the savior, Moses.
    God broke Pharaoh’s back with His power.
    Nothing could stop Abraham’s promise.

    God led them through water and desert
    Bringing them to the mountain, Sinai.
    Through Moses He gave them His good Law,
    But their hearts were too hard for that rabbi.

    God lived with his people in a tent;
    He guided them by fire and cloud.
    But most people still wouldn’t listen.
    Their stomachs were growling too loud.

    God provided rest for His people
    By placing them in the Promised Land.
    He lived with them there in the temple.
    David held Judah’s scepter in hand.

    But God’s people still would not listen.
    They rejected the LORD, their True King.
    The problem runs deep on the inside,
    So God promised internal cleansing.

    He would put his Spirit inside us,
    Which would make us alive forever.
    But this gift would cost God everything;
    God’s King would be crushed for God’s pleasure.

    God would send us His Sinless Servant.
    He’d live for the needy and poor.
    Then give up His life as a ransom,
    And rise from the dead as the Savior.

    But that was far into their future.
    First the Jews would suffer God’s judgment.
    God sent His people to Babylon,
    Barred from God’s presence in punishment.

    They cried out to God for deliverance,
    And God remembered His promise.
    He brought his people home to Canaan,
    Where they waited through years of silence…

    …Heaven is about to burst open.
    It starts with an angel and Mary.
    He tells her she’ll give birth to a Son.
    God moves in remembrance of mercy.

    This one will be Son of the Most High.
    He’ll rule from the throne of His Father.
    He’ll bring the best news for all people.
    His name will be Jesus, the Savior.

    When her time for delivery arrived,
    She went to the city of David.
    She laid her firstborn in a manger.
    The Lord became what He created.

    The trickle from heaven exploded
    As thousands of angels announced him.
    “Great joy that will be for all people;
    The Lord Christ is born in Bethlehem.”

    Jesus grew in wisdom and stature
    Until John appeared in the desert.
    A voice crying in the wilderness,
    telling people, “Turn from sin’s pleasure!”

    Then one day He made his appearance.
    Jesus came to John in the Jordan.
    He was baptized and filled with God’s Spirit.
    Coming up the heavens split open.

    The Spirit brought Him to be tempted.
    In the desert He faced the old snake.
    But this Man is what we all should be;
    God’s commandments He never would break.

    He read from the prophet Isaiah
    That He came to preach good news to man.
    He healed the sick and cast out demons.
    He lived to fulfill His Father’s plan.

    He called twelve to be His disciples,
    And prepared them for what would come next.
    God’s people would betray their Savior.
    They’d ask Pilate to put Him to death.

    But this was His purpose for coming,
    So He rode into Jerusalem.
    He ate one last meal with His brothers,
    And sweat blood through prayer in the garden.

    Submitting His will to the Father,
    He went with the guards to stand trial.
    The religious leaders blasphemed Him,
    Not to mention Peter’s denial.

    Finally the high priest simply asked Him,
    “Are you the Christ, Son of the Blessed?”
    Then Jesus responded from Daniel,
    “I’ll come with the angels of heaven.”

    They dragged Him to stand before Pilate
    Demanding he crucify Jesus,
    So Pilate gave into their wishes.
    They beat Him; His back torn from lashes.

    They marched Jesus out of the city
    Where they pinned Him to die on a tree.
    They railed Him with curses and cruelty
    As He bled out for you and for me.

    The Father took all of His anger
    Pent up from the filth of mankind.
    He poured the whole cup out on Jesus,
    The payment of your sins and mine.

    They took His corpse down that same Friday,
    And buried Him in a rich man’s tomb.
    The women from Galilee saw it;
    They’d return when the Sabbath was through.

    As the first light was dawning on Sunday,
    Several women came bringing spices.
    They paused as they noticed the entrance.
    They entered…no body inside it.

    Then an angel appeared in the tomb,
    And told them that they should not fear him.
    “Did you come here looking for Jesus?
    The Lord is alive; Christ is risen!”

    The women could hardly believe it!
    They rushed back to deliver the news.
    But the twelve thought this tale was idle.
    To believe it they’d need living proof.

    That night the group gathered in secret
    Afraid of what might happen to them.
    Then Jesus appeared behind locked doors.
    Their Lord had come back from the dead!

    He opened their minds to the Scriptures,
    And taught them for forty days longer.
    He promised to send them God’s Spirit.
    The church would be built by this Power.

    Then Jesus sat down by His Father.
    Where He rules as the judge of mankind.
    While the twelve returned to the city,
    To be clothed with this Power on High.

    Later, when they all met together
    Tongues of fire appeared on each one.
    They shared the great message of Jesus.
    The church was born and thousands were won.

    The twelve started in Jerusalem;
    Then they reached people in Judea.
    The news was growing and increasing
    As they moved into Samaria.

    The gospel spread all over the earth,
    And the news is still moving forward.
    Jesus continues building His church
    As the Cornerstone; we’re brick and mortar.

    Then on the day known by the Father,
    King Jesus will return in the sky.
    He’ll come in great power and glory.
    At His word all his enemies die.

    He’ll rule as the true Son of David
    Over God’s kingdom for one thousand years.
    He’ll radically transform creation.
    The King of Kings will wipe away tears.

    At the end He’ll forever damn Satan;
    God’s enemy will never return.
    Then He’ll resurrect every person,
    And judge each based on what he has earned.

    Some will be rescued from the fire,
    Those who trusted in Jesus alone.
    He’ll welcome them into God’s presence.
    They’ll worship the Lord on His throne.

    God will make a New Heaven and Earth
    Where His people will live forever.
    He’ll restore the Garden of Eden.
    The story ends happily ever after.

Wednesday, December 7, 2016

Dying to get out of this place

Have you ever felt that you were dying?  I mean really that its eminent or you are near death?  Maybe a close call with a sickness or accident? I just experienced that this morning.
My mind was flooded with thoughts and my heart with emotions.  It must be like that whenever someone dies because we hear stories similar to that often.  It must be very human to have your thoughts racing.
I am ready to die, I have trusted Christ as my Savior and believe that His sacrifice on Calvary paid my sin debt to God.  I'm at peace that way, I don't question that I will go to heaven, and I am so very thankful to God for that blessed assurance.  But I realized I'm not ready to go yet.  I have more to do here.  More people to love.  Especially my husband and children and grandchildren.
That's what was the most prominent thought running through my mind in just a split second.  More to do.
When is enough, enough? How much good can we do to leave a legacy? What is a legacy or inheritance may be a better question?  What exactly of importance does one leave behind?  Does anything we do truly matter?  What will people remember about us when we are just a memory?  I am grappling with these thoughts today.  I think of  legacy as a life theme; what is my life theme?  How will people sum me up once I'm six feet under?  What will carry on?
Do you ever think like that?  These are all new thoughts for me, for the most part.  I have thought a little bit about this topic, but never really been faced with the question right between the eyes, until now.
I want to be remembered as one who was loyal to Jesus.  How showered people with His mercy and His grace and His truth and His love.  Only His legacy matters, truly.  That's the beauty of God's plan, it all should circle back to Christ's self-sacrificing characteristics.
Thankfully that's the only inheritance I can leave behind for I have no property or money, to speak of.  Which is just as well, because that usually divides a family rather than draws them closer to one another anyways.
So today, I am focused on telling those around me what they mean to me and what Christ means to me.  No more beating around the bush!  I'm going to call the kettle black (whatever that means).  My perspective is just that, its mine, and they can't argue with how I see things!  I, of course, do not wanted to be offensive, just bold and honest.  I told my husband, immediately that I wanted to love him better, deeper, and a whole lot longer!  I waited most of my adult life to find someone as genuine as he is, I'm not ready to give that up or take that for granted ever again.
I am fairly certain that I will recover from this episode, but there will come a day.  As my husband always says, "we all have an appointment with death, and that's one appointment we won't break".

Wednesday, November 16, 2016

Operation Christmas Child

Cardboard or plastic, that is the question.  Please realize that although a plastic shoebox seems ideal, it actually reduces the overall OCC impact potential.
When shipping internationally size makes a big financial difference. The shoeboxes are shipped in cartons that can hold 20 cardboard shoeboxes. But far less plastic ones.
When determining how many cartons can be shipped to a remote site it all boils down to dollars and sense.
Overall those nice reusable plastic shoeboxes actually reduce the number of boxes available to ship to each location globally.
There you have it, my two cents worth

Saturday, September 10, 2016

I love my husband

I Love My Husband
I actually have a license plate on the front of my car that says that statement.  And I really do! For many, many reasons.
Today is just one example...
Our next door neighbor is a reclusive widow. Her bushes and trees are severely overgrown.  Rather than complain about it, my loving husband got a bunch of guys together this morning to trim and clean up her overgrown yard.
I am sitting inside listening to the manly banter as these guys, both young and not so young, work together on clean-up duty.
When the men started to arrive, I heard my husband's cell phone chime with an appointment reminder.  It simply said Help Kathy.
As believers in Christ, we may never change the world, but we can change someone's world!

Saturday, April 2, 2016

Isaiah 9:1-7

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Wednesday, February 17, 2016

I'm watching Torah Series on @YouVersion.

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Monday, February 15, 2016

TapIn

I am convinced of one thing this morning...

We as Christians, both individually (and pretty much the Church as a whole), have not even scratched the surface of the power that is available to us and in us.  

I got trumped by the adversary recently and I failed to share with my church family the pain I am presently experiencing (in my Mother's heart) over my son. He is truly in a serious crisis (and life-threatening)  situation.  But, for a moment, I believed that people were tired of hearing about his plight... so I didn't mention anything; I just put on my smile and did the Sunday morning church thing.
I got a lot out of church; the message was strong and the fellowship sweet, but oh how I missed the point of corporate worship!

Reluctantly, after church, I posted a vague prayer request on a private prayer facebook group that our church has.  I was pleasantly surprised by the outpouring of love from my friends in Christ! Dear ones, responded! Almost immediately showing that they truly cared and were interested! 

This morning, in my quiet time with God's Word, I stumbled on this letter written by Paul to the non-Jews (aka Gentile; aka me) believers in Ephesus!

A letter to every non-Jew believer... (from the letter to the Ephesian Gentile Church; chapter 3)
8 Though I am the least deserving of all God’s people, he graciously gave me the privilege of telling the Gentiles (that's us; pretty much every believer I know!) about the endless treasures available to them in Christ. ; 9 I was chosen to explain to everyone this mysterious plan that God, the Creator of all things, had kept secret from the beginning 10 God’s purpose in all this was to use the church to display his wisdom in its rich variety to all the unseen rulers and authorities in the heavenly places. ; 11 This was his eternal plan, which he carried out through Christ Jesus our Lord.; 12 Because of Christ and our faith in him, we can now come boldly and confidently into God’s presence. 13 So please don’t lose heart because of my trials here. I am suffering for you, so you should feel honored. 14 When I think of all this, I fall to my knees and pray to the Father, 15 the Creator of everything in heaven and on earth. 16 I pray that from his glorious, unlimited resources he will empower you with inner strength through his Spirit 17 Then Christ will make his home in your hearts as you trust in him. Your roots will grow down into God’s love and keep you strong. 18 And may you have the power to understand, as all God’s people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is. 19 May you experience the love of Christ, though it is too great to understand fully. Then you will be made complete with all the fullness of life and power that comes from God.

This hit me, hard! Not only was I not 'tapping in' I was denying my church family the privilege to 'tap in' on behalf of my son, too!

All this has got me to thinking how essential corporate prayer and worship is. People (aka believers) are peculiar. We arrive at church, ready for 'worship' (or at least we should arrive that way). But people don't want it to take too long; they want to get in and get out in a timely fashion.
The early church (and churches in third world countries, and even many of the 'hoods' of America today-I'm speaking from my own personal experience!) don't 'worship' like that. They truly hunger and thirst for corporate Worship, Prayer, and Fellowship, no matter how long it takes!

Yes it is true, I got trumped by the devil! But I get it now! I want to "TapIn" to the Power of Christ in Me (only using the capital "M" because of Christ in me) :)

Wednesday, February 3, 2016

Beck's Jesus Club

The Bible tells us that a simple childlike faith pleases God... I have been thinking about that a lot lately!

During Christmas vacation this year, I threw a small surprise birthday for our daughter while we were in Arizona (where she and her hubby live).
I had spent some time 'liking' and secretly inviting her close friends to the occasion.  We all met at a restaurant (her favorite) and had a very pleasant evening!
During the course of the evening, my hubby and I got to sit next to one of our daughter's friends little boy (7 year old, Beck).  This child was delightful, to say the least!  We learned that both sets of his grandparents are all missionaries in Guam!  
Most importantly, Beck shared with us about a club he has started with his friends; namely the Jesus Club! 
Once a week he gathers some friends together and they pray for people.  He has had them commit to this and initiated them into his 'club' for this purpose!  He gives each sincere participant a little Jesus pin to wear.  They then go out into their little worlds with the intent of telling people about Jesus and how He loves them.
When they gather again for a 'club' meeting, they then pray, again for people.
Needless to say, I recognized the simple genius in this sweet little guys heart!  I was blown away by his intentional diligence...
Well, dinner was then served, gifts were opened, and relaxing conversation was taking place with the birthday girl...
Next thing I knew, little Beck had positioned himself standing right behind my shoulder.  He sheepishly semi-whispered in my ear "I've been thinking, would YOU like to be in my Jesus club?"
I turned and looked into his sweet face, I explained that I live in Kansas, and asked how could I participate, since he lives in Arizona?  But then I thought, "why not?" his mother and I were now "friends" on facebook, I could certainly keep him posted on the Kansas extension of his sweet club!  And Mommy agreed!
He then said, "well, normally I do like for people to attend a meeting and get their pin..."
Then his little eyes sparkled and he said, "actually I have a BIG pin that I've been saving for  a special purpose" maybe YOU should get that pin, since you are the first adult in my club"!

Now fast forward a few weeks... I came home from our vacation inducted as the first adult AND the Kansas ambassador of Beck's Jesus Club!  I teach an older elementary Sunday school class, and have shared Beck's story and his club with kids in my class.  These kids (ages 9-12) were so excited and literally blown away that a 'little' kid (7 years old) thought of this idea, and they hadn't!  Since that time, we have started our own club and now one of my SS students is even beginning HER own extension within her circle of influence, namely her home-school friends!  Beck's Jesus club is growing even in Kansas!

Grown ups get too bogged down and have a tendency to overthink things.  Our rationalizing (too much reasoning in our minds) sometimes (often) keeps us from simply trusting. Simply trusting in the Lord for many, many things... the right words to say...
Faith is what pleases the Lord.  We don't save people, God saves people.  But for some unknown reason He chooses to use unworthy yet willing people to spread His love and His word and His simple message of eternal life.

So for today, just rest in the fact the Jesus loves You!  And be a light in this dark world!

The Ephesians 1:2

The Ephesians 1:2: Grace be to you and peace from God our Father and from the Lord Jesus Christ.
21 Days of Grace for the Pace #Biblefor21

Saturday, January 16, 2016

axolotl


Interesting word I learned about in today's reading of Our Daily Bread.  http://odb.org/2016/01/16/desiring-growth/
Axolotl... a tadpole found in Mexico that never grows past the tadpole stage.
 It reminded me of a big lesson I have learned:
I grew up trying so very hard to be perfect, knowing full well that I would never obtain the flawless perfection I was striving for.  My human'ness' always seemed to get the best of me.  All my efforts were in vain, and deep down inside, I knew it.
All this futile effort was because of a single word in the Bible, being taken out of context.                    In Matthew 5:48 one reads "Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect." (KJV).  My upbringing was in a religious practice that really stressed trying to live this verse; literally to try and become like God.

I have learned that there are two major problems with this practice.
A.The word PERFECT used in Matthew 5:48 has an original meaning in the Greek language as "growing into complete maturity of godliness in mind and character, having reached the proper height of virtue and integrity"
This is not the same meaning as our English word for which we interpret as flawless                             (see http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/perfect)

B. Lucifer fell because He wanted to be God.  This story is documented in Isaiah 14.  Lucifer was created by God as an angel.  With specific characteristics and purpose.  But God also gave the angels (as well as his creation; man) freedom to choose.  This is because God is gracious and doesn't want to force one to follow Him.
Lucifer became prideful and actually boasted that he wanted to be God.  Which caused God to have to throw him from heaven, which is why he was the first fallen angel and nearly 1/3 of the heavenly host followed him to damnation (aka demons).
The idea that a person could become perfect is in direct relation to the fall of Lucifer. 

All this to say that when a human soul receives Jesus Christ as Savior, we become born again (see John 3).  Literally babes in Christ.  We need to learn to live God's way.  Through bible study and prayer and accountability, we start growing just as an infant does.  A baby drinks milk before he can eat, but then he learns to eat.  A baby need to be carried until he learns to walk. A baby cries to express himself until he learns to talk, etc...
This is normal.  A baby progresses past the infant stage and spends years growing into maturity.  If a child never progressed; just like the Mexican axolotl remains in tadpole stage for life, this is not normal.
It is natural for a Christian to grow spiritually.  One who remains in the infant stage of their walk with God is not truly fulfilling the ideal life that God has planned for them.  They are stunting their own growth by refusing to grow up.



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