Are you enough?

praying woman with Bible

Powerless

To save myself.

To do good works that count for anything.

Save for……the finished work of Christ on the cross. Now that’s a bonafide churchy phrase if I ever spelled one out!

Street language would be – save for…….the fact that Jesus Christ, who is God’s Son, came here to earth as a man to live the perfect life then die on the cross for my sin-sick soul.  Saved because I believe who He says He is and what He did for me is true. I cannot save myself. I cannot have a relationship with my Creator God without trusting in His Son. I cannot be saved from eternity in hell unless I trust in the fact, in the truth that Jesus Christ, God’s Son, came to earth to live then die and rise again so that I might have that promised eternal life in heaven with him.

I could indeed do good works. I have done good works. Sung nice songs. Written nice words. But on the nights that I know down in the very gut of my soul that the Holy Spirit showed up in the room with our moms, I know I didn’t do a darn thing except show up. I showed up to love some moms. No questions asked. No judgment. I just hugged, prayed, teared up often, and loved deep. And knew it very well. Because I was undone the next day. Totally spent.

Why in the world do I think I have something profound to say? These moms just need to hear the truth. The truth is that they are loved; that Jesus died for them; that they can have their sins forgiven when they trust in Him; that their life will count always when they trust in Jesus daily for all their needs. He wants to meet them where they are in their life. And he will.

I want to be strong for these fragile women. I want them to trust in Jesus; to read His Word; to stay in His word. To move more away from the world and toward His truths. His love. Obedience to Him – which is to love Him with all their heart and soul and mind and to love others as themselves.

To forsake the world’s lust and empty pleasures. To live for Him. Always.

But. I cannot hold their hand. When they text that they slept in last Sunday; that they didn’t seem to get to church all summer; that they are back with Mr. I-Know-he’s-not-right-for-me; I have to hold this wounded little bird with open hands. I cannot make her go to church any more than I can make this wounded bird well. Only God. Only the power of the Holy Spirit who truly draws us to Himself.

This morning while walking the beach I pondered a lot, as usual. Love my alone time walks on the beach.  I thought of the persecuted Believers in other parts of the world; even here in the US. What do they have that is missing in my life?beach walking

PASSION.

For the persecuted, Jesus is all they have. When the Voice Of the Martyrs worker was put in prison for sharing the gospel in Sudan, he thought he would be there a few days. https://youtu.be/2zEiiZi2DKk.  Turned in to more than a year. What did he come out of there with? A closer walk with Jesus. It was truly him and the Lord for over a year. Nothing else. No one else. I am too comfortable. Too apathetic. Too much ease. I have more than I need.

Petr Jassek

Oh, Father, I need to remember that if you did take all away from me; the beach walks, Doves Rest, my husband, my children, my sisters in Christ, my massage, my mani/pedi, I would have you. And You would be enough.

“…….I count all things to be loss in view of the surpassing value of knowing Christ Jesus my Lord, for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and count them be rubbish in order that I may gain Christ.” Philippians 3:8

You know when the Holy Spirit is Present

 

sitting around the table

“…..not forsaking our own assembling together, as is the habit of some, but encouraging one another; and all the more, as you see the day drawing near.” Hebrews 10:25

This morning I gazed at our dining table that seats six, marveling at how in January of this year, three of us sat at one end of the table eager to begin the first Community Bible Study. We prayed. We shared some of our lives. We read the Scripture from week one in the study book Open your Bible. We prayed and hugged and wondered. Would the Lord indeed bring more friends to the table?

We hoped we would see His hand in this fledgling beginning.

I continued to gaze at the table. In early March God brought Sherry with her friend Terry. Sherry wanted to return, but her husband’s health pulled her away for a number of weeks. She hungered for this time. We promised to keep her in the loop. Terry’s life was full and getting fuller. She enjoyed the study, but we have not seen her since that first visit.

Wendy came in March. She brought her grief and tears. We sat and listened and prayed for wisdom as to how to comfort her. God heard us and brought yet two more to the table. Violet and Suzann, new to the table, had no idea what God was up to! Did any of us? Yet, we each look back and see. We see how He brought Violet from California; Suzann from a neighboring city for the purpose of touching Wendy, who had come from Ohio. At the first tear fall, they knew the sorrow that weighed Wendy down for so long. They reached across the dining table, touched her hand and said, “Grief Share saved my life.” Eventually it saved Wendy’s.

Continuing to gaze at the table this morning, I’m reminded of Pam’s coming. Her needs were so great. We hugged and prayed for her. She had to return to her home state to rescue another granddaughter. We kept in touch. Over the summer she returned with granddaughter in her secure guardianship. So many more hurdles, yet. Pam knows this meeting in the Word, the Fellowship, the Love is her lifeblood. She makes our meeting a priority.

Throughout the late spring and into early summer, God brought Sam, Pat, Mari, another Nancy, and Sharon. Others had come to visit; they shared, were prayed through, but their lives are preventing them from coming each week. We added them to our little directory. How can we not?

Beginning in late July, we had to move away from the table. We were overjoyed that now we who had put our feet under the dining table were all coming at once! From three to five to six, then seven squeezed around, all making room for one more. But when ten came through the door, we all knew. It was time to move to the couches and cushioned chairs of the den, bringing dining chairs to fill in the circle. Ten then eleven of us! All regulars! Be still my heart.

The question was asked. What have you learned?

What have you taken home with you? The unconditional acceptance. The love. The prayers. The “one anothers.”  The “fellowship of the mat.” Just knowing there are folks praying for me. And in the hour and a half of our closing meeting before a much needed short break, we knew, as we talked through II Timothy 3 and Hebrews 6:19 that the Holy Spirit was truly present. He was comforting each of us as we gathered round one fighting cancer, and lifted up others with health issues, friends in need, and as we closed reciting the Lord’s Prayer, as we had come to do, it was all we could do to just breathe.

We were each so aware of His Presence.

women praying together two

Before the ladies come up the stairs to our home, each chair is touched with a word of prayer. The lesson is prayed over continually. He is truly the reason we gather together. Yes, we fellowship. We share prayer concerns, but we are challenged in the Word and reminded how much our Father loves us and values us and wants us to want Him.

When you yearn for a Bible study with women, He hears the deep desire of your heart.

You don’t need a Bible School degree, or even the most popular Bible Study book by the most popular author! You just need a teachable heart and your Bible and He will gladly be there with you and one or two friends! He wants us to gather together to study His word. He will make it possible.

Remember to give Him all the credit.

As I prayed for His will this day, moving my eyes away from the table and onto the chairs around the den I wondered what His plans were for our new study of the survey of the Bible. Who will He bring? I know there are other ladies in our community who want to hear of His love for them. So we are praying for others to invite and in this interim time we will continue to pray for one another and keep in touch. It’s what we ladies do best!

God bless you as you reach out to your friends in your community to tell them about the wonderful love of the Father!

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Inquire of the Lord

woman seeking God

“I sought the Lord, and He answered me, and delivered me from all my fears.”

 Psalm 34:4

While camping in the Old Testament I’ve noticed something about who has really fought some battles and who should get the credit for the victories. Whenever the Philistines drew up in battle array against the Israelite army King David would do something first, maybe even before putting on his sword. He would “inquire of the Lord.” And the Lord would inform David of whether to fight and even gave him the battle plan!

Take a look at Second Samuel 5:17-19. “When the Philistines heard that they had anointed David King over Israel, all the Philistines went up to seek out David; and when David heard of it, he went down to the stronghold. Now the Philistines came and spread themselves out in the valley of Rephaim. Then David inquired of the Lord, saying “Shall I go up against the Philistines? Will You give them into my hand?” And the Lord said to David, “Go up, for I will certainly give the Philistines into your hand.”

Was David asking permission to fight a battle? He had been fighting battles for years, and really, though he had just been anointed King over Israel, he knew the Lord. He remembered all the times the Lord had protected him and his flock from prey. He remembered all the times that the Lord had been his shield from the searching eyes of King Saul. He had been “inquiring of the Lord” for many years. This was a habit!

David had an ongoing relationship with His Lord. He knew the Lord would be with him in these battles. All David had to do was…….inquire of Him.

Look a little further down in the chapter at verses 22-25 for a very creative battle plan: “Now the Philistines came up once again and spread themselves out in the valley of Rephaim. And when David inquired of the Lord, He said, “You shall not go directly up; circle around behind them and come at them in front of the balsam trees. And it shall be when you hear the sound of marching in the tops of the balsam trees, then you shall act promptly, for then the Lord will have gone out before you to strike the army of the Philistines.” Then David did so, just as the Lord had commanded him, and struck down the Philistines.”

God is not ever a God of routine or habit. He uses creative approaches to keep His children dependent on Him; trusting Him; obeying Him. He wants us, His children to ask and obey His instruction so that He gets the glory for the end result.

Did all the kings of Israel inquire of the Lord before going out to battle? King Saul sought the Lord at first, but over time he took matters into his own hand. At times he even sought the counsel of a medium rather than inquiring of the Almighty God. I Chronicles 10:13-14 confirms “So Saul died for his trespass which he committed against the Lord, because of the word of the Lord which he did not keep; and also because he asked counsel of a medium, making inquiry of it, and did not inquire of the Lord. Therefore He killed him, and turned the kingdom to David the son of Jesse.”

As you go about your day, ask the Lord for how He wants you to deal with issues that come up. He wants to answer you! He wants you to trust Him and obey Him! Then give Him the glory!

 

woman praying in the mountains

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; From whence shall my help come?

My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.

He will not allow your foot to slip; he who keeps you will not slumber.

Behold, He who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper; The Lord is your shade on your right hand.

 The sun will not smite you by day, nor the moon by night.

 The Lord will protect you from all evil.  He will keep your soul.

 The Lord will guard your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forever.

 Psalm 121

faith that moves mountains

Thank you, Lord, that you want me to ask You for guidance. Thank you that You willingly give it! You are a good, good Father! Amen

The Comfort of Knowing He has me wherever I am-Thoughts on Psalm 139

Psalm139

“O Lord, Thou hast searched me and known me.” Psalm 139:1

Have you ever wanted to run away from home? Did you ever do it? I did. I packed my pink little bag and “ran” down to the very end of the sloping back yard and crouched under the cherry tree, hoping my mother would miss me. Turns out, she was so busy in the kitchen, when I finally trudged back up the hill to the house, she was still in the kitchen busying herself and hardly noticed that I had been gone! Years later,  in another house in another state, sitting behind the wheel of our family station wagon, I was so bent out of shape from whatever my mother was saying to me, that I seriously contemplated driving far, far away. But as I sat in the car, I thought of the song by Ken Medema “Lord, are you looking for me? And what makes you think you can find me?” Even then, as a teen, the words to Psalm 139 came to my mind.

“Where can I go from Thy Spirit? Or where can I flee from Thy presence?”

I just sat in the car and cried. Part of me wanted no one to find me; yet, most of me was comforted that no matter where I fled, He would be right there with me. I put the car in park, got out, and went inside to my room and cried and sought the Lord, eventually resting in Him.

Many  years later, at a ladies retreat at Camp Peniel in the San Marcos area, found me sitting on the front row with my Spiritual mom, Doris, and my sister in the Lord, Susan listening to Rose Whitelock talk about Psalm 139. With her hands she formed a small box as she quoted “Thou has enclosed me behind and before, and laid Thy hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me; it is too high; I cannot attain to it.” Vs. 5-6. Ever since then, I have drawn comfort from that image of the Lord God surrounding me, His gentle protective hands over me.

“O Lord, Thou hast searched me and known me….Thou art intimately acquainted with all my ways.” Vs. 1-3.

Do you know anyone who knows all there is about you? And is okay with how you are? Very few of us can count more than one or two folks in our lives we can say this about. We don’t want to be so well known; yet, part of us really do.  Macrina Wiederkehr, in her devotional book Abide: Keeping Vigil with the Word of God says,

“Many of us struggle with the difficulty of knowing ourselves; thus it can be a comfort to rest in the truth that there is someone who is lovingly familiar with all our ways yet not bent out of shape. The lamplight of God’s eye shines upon our sins and weaknesses, our love, our heart’s yearnings. All is known. Nothing is hidden. A change sometimes occurs in our lives when we are able to accept God’s knowing gaze. Slowly, the “knowing of God” begins to console us rather than frighten us.” Pg. 69.

The first twelve verses became a comfort to me in knowing that no matter where my feet took me, God would be there. Flying in a plane, taking a cruise on the open ocean far from home, trying to run away, hiding even in busyness, or alone in my school room, desperately trying to figure out how to best teach the children, He is there. With me. Not as an angry Ogre waiting for me to falter, fall or fail. No. Waiting for me to let Him be seen by me. Waiting for me to lean into Him. Waiting for me to want Him. This Psalm is about a Father knowing so much about His children yet, He yearns for them to rest in Him and let Him be known by us. To draw up close to Him wherever we are, confident in the fact that there He is.

“For Thou didst form my inward parts; Thou didst weave me in my mother’s womb…..My frame was not hidden from Thee, When I was made in secret, and skillfully wrought in the depths of the earth. Thine eye have seen my unformed substance.” Vs. 13-16

God made us, crafting every detail of our bodies in the exact place it needs to be. The kidneys go here; the heart, right in the middle, the multiple systems-nervous, skeletal, circulatory- weaving in and around and through the human body perfectly, intricately, precisely; just as He designed. He drew up the road map that each unique human was to follow and planted it neatly into each DNA. Yes, it’s scary. But isn’t it also so very comforting to realize that the Maker wants to relate to us as a Father to His child? That is hard. We aren’t comfortable with someone, anyone, knowing all our deepening spaces. Our true frailties. Our failed, flawed dreams. No. Not anyone.  Isn’t that why we find it hard to imagine that the Potter truly yearns for the pot to know Him, the potter so well? (Take a look at Jeremiah 18:1-6)

“How precious are your thoughts to me, O God!” How vast is the sum of them! If I should count them, they would outnumber the sand When I awake, I am still with Thee.” vs. 17-18.

Imagine! He has that many thoughts of each of us!

I took a walk along the beach recently and stopped suddenly and said, “Lord, thank you for loving me just as I am!” And I just let myself snuggle up into that truth. He. Loves. Me. Do you let yourself realize that He, Your Maker, truly loves you? Just as you are?

“Search me, O God, and know my heart; Try me and know my anxious thoughts; And see if there be any hurtful way in me, and lead me in the everlasting way.”

Vs 23-24.

 When I think those thoughts not of love or care for myself or others, remind me, Lord, to steer away from them. Lead me away from those destructive thoughts into the everlasting loving thoughts of You, your children, your ways.

Father, thank you that you know me. Help me to understand that it’s okay for me to let you further in to the deepening spaces of my soul. Help me to rest in you, to give you all my fears, to allow you to shape my thoughts with every breath I take. To be as joyful in meeting you as I am my closest friends; to want to have that intimate time with just you and to rest in the fact that you have me. You love me. You carry me. You are with me wherever I go. Thank you. In Your name, Amen.

(Check out “Fork in the Road” by Ken Medema, 1972.”Lord, are you looking for me?” is about 32 minutes in to the album) https://youtu.be/XVKgCb3CMnM

 

The set apart life….for a Most Holy God

“Therefore, if anyone is in Christ, the new creation has come. The old has gone, the new is here!” II Corinthians 5:17
How do we go about our lives? What sets us apart?
Muslim women wear a hijab; Hindu women bear a mark on their forehead; Amish women wear a bonnet; Pentecostal women wear skirts, keep their hair long and wear little to no make up. Outward appearances.
In the Old Testament the Israelite priests were given specific directions on what they were to wear when performing their priestly duties. Down to the type of fabric, the colors, the style. They were to be set apart from the other Israelite people to honor a Holy God. Over and over the Lord said, “I am holy.”
The ladies had moved in to our little corner of the beach from all over the country! God brought them to our dining table Friday morning for our weekly Bible Study. As we mulled over the set apart life, one lady told us a story.
I had been hired to work in this office a number of years ago. My desk was in the back where I was given a job to do at this printing company. My task didn’t really involve the men who worked up front. I was content to work at my desk each day and fulfill my task. I hear the men bantering back and forth, telling stories. I am not asked to participate and I don’t mind doing my work. But one day, a man stopped talking to the other men and came back to my desk and said, “You’re a Christian, aren’t you?”
“Well, yes, I am.” “I could just tell.” Mind you, she told us, I had not said one word to those men about my faith. I had not been playing Christian music. In fact, in the short time I was at that job, I really had very few conversations with any of those men.
How did the man know I was a Christian? The other woman sitting across the table from the first woman said, rather matter-of-factly, it shows in our faces!
When I was a junior in high school, a new girl enrolled in our school in the spring of that year. As soon as I saw her sitting at a table in the cafeteria, I knew she was a Believer and told her. It was her unmistakable countenance in her face. She was wearing the fruit of joy all over her!
The Lord gives each Believer the fruit of the spirit. Did you know that?
Love, joy, peace,
patience, kindness, faithfulness,
gentleness, goodness, and self control.
We have them! And when we ask the Holy Spirit to teach us each day, He reminds us of the fruit we have already been given when we put our trust in the Savior.
I asked the ladies the question:
What sets us as Believers apart from the world’s culture?
We did some digging in Colossians and found our clothing!
The old clothes are our earthly nature: sexual immorality, impurity, lust, evil desires and greed, which is idolatry.  Also, anger, rage, malice, slander, and filthy language. All that lifestyle represents a life apart from Christ.When we believe in Christ who died on the cross for our sins and gave us the Holy Spirit to teach us, then yes, we can still live in that mud pen. We can keep the old clothes on. But it would grieve the Holy Spirit and a walk with Christ would be non-existent. A walk with Christ is a relationship with Him. It is a two way relationship. He will always love us; but we can enjoy the fruit of a life in Him when we put off the old clothes and put on the new clothes.

We have been given a choice. Christ doesn’t come in our bedroom one day and go into our closet and yank out all our old clothes. No. He is gentle about this change. If we truly want Christ in our lives, we will want to yank out the clothes ourselves. And in place of the old clothes we put on:

compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. We bear with one another and forgive one another if any of us has a grievance against someone. We forgive as the Lord forgave us. We never leave the house without putting on love, which binds all the other clothes together. We let the peace of Christ rule in our hearts and we are thankful. Colossians 3:5-15.

 I don’t ever want to go back to the mud pen. Ever. I don’t like those old clothes. Occasionally, that old nature will rear its ugly head and I’ll say something ugly or start to hold a grudge. What makes me throw those old clothes out? My love for my Savior. When I remember what He did for me and how much I need Him, I bow my head and say, Forgive me Lord and turn (repent) from that behavior and run back to my closet and put on those new clothes again, with the scarf of love tied securely about my face.me

Lord Jesus, thank you for your forever love for me. Help me to keep putting on the new clothes each and every morning when I get out of bed, with the reminder that with these new clothes on, we are walking together, set apart from the world but ready to give a loving response as to the reason for the glow in our faces! In Your name, Amen.

	

Mentor Moms Hunger for Encouragement, too

 

” Let us think of ways to motivate one another to acts of love and good works.  And let us not neglect our meeting together, as some people do, but encourage one another”….Hebrews 10:24-25 NLT

women sharing hurts

One mentor, broken in tears, looked at the other, and said, “I was afraid to come to this group because you wouldn’t want me if you knew the things I’ve done in the past.” Shocked, the other took her in her arms and hugging her, whispered, “That never ever would have happened.  You are my sister in Jesus and I love you. As you are. If you only knew what I’ve done.” Leaning in to the two of my precious sisters in Jesus, I whispered, “We’re frail, fragile, and yes, forgiven women who know we need Jesus. And one another. Our pasts are who we are but they don’t have to define us. Because of what Jesus did on the cross He forgave us. We must forgive ourselves. That’s the tough part. We must move forward and lean in to His love for us every single day.”

Three of us seasoned souls stood together after the moms went home and spilled our hearts’ hurts to one another. Our moms need us; if they only knew how we mentors need one another! How we have to have our own venting time! Remembering a story of Mother Teresa and her Sisters of Charity, they would come back to their simple residence after a long day of pouring out to sick homeless souls on the streets of India and after a bit of dinner, would engage in sharing and laugher and joy. Yes. They had to. They found their source of joy in one another; in the fact that they knew their Heavenly Father, in whose name they were ministering long days every day, had them and knew they needed down time. Laugh time. Joy time in order to pour out to the hopeless the very next day.

sisters of charity laughing

So we mentors have to have a time to vent, but also to lift up and encourage.

We have to have some apart time from our pouring out to others. Rest. Relaxation. Even laughter.

 

We so get the struggles of our sweet moms. We know their lonely hearts, their daily struggles. Yet. They come, desiring some spiritual food and some genuine fellowship. We give. We realize only He provides the strength to even give them the hugs; to even show up.

God gave me the passion for those moms from the very beginning four Augusts ago. I’ve known all along that this is HIS ministry. His passion in my soul. I was never a single mom. I don’t come to them with experience, but solely the love of Jesus for them. I see the hunger in their eyes for truth and hope and I give them His love and His Word. When I walk into the room of tables and chairs I know God will show up and in the way that He does, to make His presence known.

Our hands are open – holding on to nothing. So He pours into our open hands His presence and strength and grace enough for that evening. Enough for that week. Enough. Just enough. Enough to make us thirsty again for more the next week.

Have we seen moms come and go? Absolutely. Didn’t Jesus witness the same? Are you also leaving? He asked His disciples. Oh, no, they cried. For you alone have the power and authority. Where else would we go? Where else? To whom? No one. Absolutely no one.

“It is the Spirit who gives life; the flesh profits nothing; the words that I have spoken to you are spirit and are life. But there are some of you who do not believe.” For Jesus knew from the beginning who they were who did not believe, and who it was that would betray Him. And He was saying, “For this reason I have said to you, that no one can come to Me, unless it has been granted him from the Father. As a result many of His disciples withdrew, and were not walking with Him anymore. Jesus said therefore to the twelve, “You do not want to go away also, do you?” Simon Peter replied, “Lord, to whom shall we go? You have words of eternal life. And we have believed and have come to know that You are the Holy One of God.”

John 6:62-68.

Now. Time for a root beer float to sip out on the porch in the glowing sunshine! Mentors, treat yourself this weekend.

root beer float

Father, thank you for my mentor friends. How I treasure their heart for you and for our moms. Open their eyes to see You in all things restful; all things fun; all things unstressed and give them courage to sit down and breathe, read a book, or take a long walk. Encourage their spirit and give them your strength for the next time we gather with our moms. In Your name, Amen

Listening intently to Truth

“I’ll say of the Lord,

 You are my Shield, my Strength, my Portion, Deliverer;

my Shelter, Strong Tower;

 my very present help in time of need.”

“Made me Glad”

by Miriam Webster

women talking to one another

Have you been there? Staring at your heart friend or mentor as she shares what she is hearing you say and then reminds you of what the Lord God says about that and you lean back in your chair and sigh? You take it in. You don’t slough it off because you’ve heard it before, or because it’s so hard, or because you wish she wouldn’t preach. You take it in because you just heard a word of truth and you are so thirsty and you knew you needed it. To be reminded. But it came from a true trusted friend, the kind you listen to and you are so grateful.

I sat in that listening chair this weekend across from my friend in her kitchen. Over a cup of loose black tea and cream I sensed this time was the best time. Morning quiet. Our third friend in our group was getting much needed rest in the back room. It was now or never. So I poured out and she heard. Same story. Perhaps a little more intense.

She listened uninterrupted. In her response of truth and kindness, I heard exactly what I needed to hear. Let my son go. Oh, I know.  Why do I need to be told to let my adult son go? Because I just don’t want him making any mistakes or hurting another. You may be there, Mom. It matters not how old your children are. They will ALWAYS be your children! And yes, many of my friends have let their children go and are moving on with their lives. I so get that. But as my friend and I discussed, when we see what path they are on, we are certain we know so much better. Right???mom with son

But this is also what she said. Your son, like me, is a quiet introvert. Hard to make and keep friends. You see, my son’s mom, me, am anything but an introvert. More a cautious extrovert. I talk to the trees and know they are listening. I could strike up a conversation with all the people in the store and enjoy every minute. But not necessarily my son. He’s been known to stage whisper, “MOM! It’s time to move on! She doesn’t need to know everything!”

The point is, she reminded me who my son is and to remember who his creator is and to let God have him.

“His path may not turn out to be the path you’ve chosen, but when you give your son to God He will take care of him and journey with him on his own road. Your job is to love him. As he is.”
“Continue to offer your son to the Lord and His care and guidance for him. It’s all you can do. Your son has moved out of the house long ago and he’s doing well on his own. God has him.”

“Thank you for the kind reminder and for listening.  I owe you at least a thousand dollars! You’re worth more than any counselor, hands down!”

The next morning while still spending time with my friend in her Austin home, I turned to my devotional reading. Romans 4:18. The Lord had a word for me. I love how He connects all the dots for me!

“Against all hope, Abraham in hope, believed and so became the father of many nations, just as it had been said to him, “So shall your offspring be.”

Against all hope….. Abram believed in unseen God. He believed that this God who was talking to him and he was talking back, was somehow the Creator and Sustainer of the universe, and told him that he would be a father! A father of many nations! Abraham had no children at the time!

Abraham believed God-Jehovah-whom he could not see! That’s what counted in this man-this flawed but humble man- he would believe God existed. God realized Abraham believed him, and his promises he made to him, and he would obey him. God counted it (his belief) as righteousness. God stuck with him forever. God never reneged on his promises to Abraham. God will never go back on his promises whether we keep our end of the promise or the covenant or not. Because he knows we can’t.

So now. Today. I will choose to hope in what I do not see-God-moving in my son’s life. And I choose to believe God for His work in my son’s life. And I will. Let. Him. Go.

This is why it was credited to him as righteousness – we are credited with righteousness when we Believe God!

Believe He is: The All Powerful Creator and Sustainer of all that He has created, both seen and unseen. Faithful. Sure. Strong.

I know I’ll have to revisit these claims again. I know my weakness is that I keep thinking I need to talk to him. What? Like he is twelve? And I think he’ll listen to me? God has the power to move folks in to my son’s life who’ll speak the same true words his mama will speak, only with different face and clothes on! A man! A contemporary! Someone he will listen to!

After my devotional reading and prayer I followed the music in to the living room and sat behind her playing the piano; praise songs that had soothed her soul back in those painful days of her own journey. When she turned the page to “Made me Glad” the lyrics caught my attention:

“I’ll say of the Lord,

 You are my Shield, my Strength, my Portion, Deliverer;

my Shelter, Strong Tower;

 my very present help in time of need.”

“That’s what I need to do! Daily speak out loud that He is my Shield! My Strong Tower, my help in time of need. Saying out loud confirms the truth, wiping out all the feelings of fear and distrust. He is! He will! Amen! So be it!

Question: Do you have a trusted friend who loves Jesus enough to speak His truth in to your life?reading the Bible two

True trusted friends who speak the word of truth are worth far more than the therapist with the degrees; those who capture your hungry soul and inspire you to run to your own Bible and seek the Lord through His word. I pray you have such a friend. Praying you run to the Word of God for comfort, direction and peace. He is for you and He is for now. He will never leave nor ever forsake you.

LORD my GOD, I cried to You for help, and You healed me.

You are my shelter and my shield;

I put my hope in Your word!

My flesh and my heart may fail, but GOD is the strength of my heart,

My portion forever.

Psalm 119:114; 73:26; 30:2

Lord, may we be alert to those around us who desire to hear the Truth of God’s word in their lives and will seek your face. Thank you for always providing exactly what we need when we ask. Amen.