Monday, June 19, 2017

Wonder Woman


Confession time...I think (without knowing it) I've always thought I would grow up to be Wonder Women.

There would be a day when I'd have long flowing hair with just the right amount of wave to look great when the breeze blows while I'm sitting on the beach.

I would have a waist, and a core - and maybe not a six-pack but at least a belly that doesn't slide around.

My thighs wouldn't rub together when I walk - sometimes even making my shorts ride up.  Really, there's no graceful way to pull shorts down once the inseam side has scrunched up.  Brutal.

(What is that yellow thing hanging from her side?  Maybe a scarf she can wear 5 different ways so she doesn't need to carry luggage?)

It's an image in my head.  I have not seen the movie or read her autobiography - I just have an image.

That image told me that someday (if I prayed long enough and tried hard enough)  I could fix everything and everyone that had need.  Always, ALWAYS with Jesus - always.  But my part, I thought, would be stronger and braver and more at rest while at the same time more powerful in prayer and commitment and ... well, I guess ...  everything.  I would be Wonder Woman.

Well, guess what.  Big revelation.  I'm not now, nor will I ever be, Wonder Woman.

I exercise now to push back up what gravity seems to be pulling down.

 And, I will let people down.  A lot.

My face doesn't always look "right".  (I was really sad last Sunday, and someone told me my face looked mean.  In the past I've gotten in trouble for smiling too much.)

My prayers don't always produce the answers I so long for, or what I think the person I'm praying for so desires.

I've given my absolute best to being a Jesus follower, a good mom, a good wife, a good pastor's wife, a good worship leader,  a good lover of people - even a good dog owner.   But, I let people down.

So, I turn to my Father with my hands full of all I've just shared with you - arms outstretched - asking Him, "what do I do with all of this?"

He brings my focus back on Him...

Many, Lord my God,
    are the wonders you have done,
    the things you planned for us.
None can compare with you;
    were I to speak and tell of your deeds,
    they would be too many to declare.  Ps. 40:5

Blessed be the Lord God, the God of Israel, who alone works wonders. And blessed be His glorious name forever; and may the whole earth be filled with His glory. Psalm 72:18-19

Just as a father has compassion on his children, so the Lord has compassion on those who fear Him; for He Himself knows our frame; He is mindful that we are but dust.
Psalm 103:13-14

“Listen to this, Job (Jeanette); stop and consider God’s wonders.  Job 37:14

I will give thanks to you, Lord, with all my heart; I will tell of all your wonderful deeds. Ps 9:1

...we will tell the next generation the praiseworthy deeds of the Lord, his power, and the wonders he has done.  Ps. 78:4

He brings my attention off of my failures and back to His ... wonder.

Father,
Thank you for Your grace... that place of undeserved favor.   Thank you that you remind us that we are made of dust.  Help us to breath in Your grace today, and fix our attention on You - not ourselves. Breath peace and provision and destiny into my brothers and sisters today, my God.
In the Name of Jesus of Nazareth I pray...
Amen

Sunday, April 30, 2017

You Are Held

About a million years ago, we tried to adopt a little two year old girl.  Her momma dropped her off at the church office and said she didn't want her anymore, and that we could have her as long as we didn't dress her in pink(!)

She was very independent because her survival had depended on it.  I remember walking up the stairs with her and trying to hold her hand but she wouldn't let me.  She just kept saying, "ME do it, ME do it."  She wanted to hold on to my finger.  The challenge came when she slipped and let go to catch her self.  She didn't see how my holding on to HER would be so much more secure then her holding on  to my finger.

(It was an emotional rollercoaster adoption attempt, as many are.  It was complicated, with {addicted} relatives involved who took her and hid her.  The good part is that she is a survivor of brain cancer [age four], and eventually was able to be adopted by a family where she had other sisters & is very loved.  Yay.)

My message here is really a simple one...

He's got you.
He holds you.
He's not going to let go of you.

For those you love...
He's got them.
He holds them.
He's not going to let go of them.

I know.  It's super simple.  But, incredibly, incredibly, incredibly important.   You can breath, because He's got you in the palm of His hand, or He's got the one you love in the palm of His hand.  Secure.

Is. 41:13 - For I hold you by your right hand--I, the LORD your God.
 And I say to you, 'Don't be afraid. I am here to help you.'









Monday, March 6, 2017

The Mystery Box

Do you ever wonder why?

I do.

I thought when I got this ancient I wouldn't wonder anymore - I'd KNOW.  But, I still wonder....why....what....why not...?

I've been in the middle of a lot of people with all kinds of pain, and I get stuck there sometimes.

Here's a couple of lighter "why" moments -

A tree in a storm blows down and takes our fence and electrical cords down with it.  But, the tree next to it stands tall (until the tree guy comes and cuts it down, along with 3 other trees).  One tree, among other trees, falls in the storm.  


I'm ironing shirts.  Noel thinks a shirt hanging on a door means that Dennis is coming home.  She just sits there...for a long time...staring at the shirt...waiting for him to appear.  Or, maybe she is just amazed that I actually ironed.  




These are little "whys" compared to others I toss heavenward.  

Last week I found a journal entry that I had written right after my mom died.  I had expectations about her last days and her passing that just weren't realized.  I wanted to be able to write an article in Christianity Today about the wonder and the peace and the resolution and the gift given.  But that didn't happen.  Really, really didn't happen.  (Dementia is cruel sometimes.)

In the journal entry I found the description of a dream I had had.  In the dream there was a jeweled box.  (That's important.)  Not just a brown cardboard box, a jeweled, beautiful box.  God is keeping all my currently unanswerable questions in that jeweled box.  They are a treasure - not a disappointment to Him.

Dennis and I went to Home Goods (well, actually he went to the sporting goods store and I stayed too long in the Home Goods store so he came and found me).  We bought a small rug, and a jeweled box.  This is not my usual style, but I needed something visual to see - to remind me that He holds my deepest questions - and someday I will understand.  Someday I will see clearly.  But today -- today I hand Him my deepest questions to hold.  In a jeweled box.  A mystery box to me - a treasure box to Him.  



Rev 21:4 - He will wipe away every tear from their eyes, and death shall be no more, neither shall there be mourning, nor crying, nor pain anymore, for the former things have passed away.”

I Cor. 13:12 -For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

Friday, February 3, 2017

Wednesday, January 4, 2017

Sticky Statements

Sticky Statements are things I've heard or read that I want to stick with me.

Get ready for random...

"Pride begs us to believe it all depends on us."
-A friend

"Gratefulness activates peace."
-Some body

"My Grammie is so nice."
-A song sung by our granddaughter while shopping for hot dogs (kosher)

"That was then and this is now."
-My counselor   (Then and Now don't HAVE to be connected)

The sentence, "You can pick up your bag of poop at our house now" is not the kind of sticky statement I should have sent to the wrong cell number.   (It was REINDEER poop which is really, really good stuff that one of my friends makes and people fight over.)

"Worry is really an offspring of fear, and fear will paralyze our faith!"
-Dr. Larry Hutton

"Resisting God's promises will make us forget God's presence."
"Don't get so consumed by and focused on the mess - the feeling of rejection, hurt, and disillusionment - that you miss the miracle."
-Lysa Terkeurst

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and lean not on your own understanding."
-Solomon

"The work of God is this: to believe in the One He has sent."
-Jesus

"Just keep swimming."
-Dory