Wednesday, November 21, 2012

Thanksgiving Break

Run to Him when your heart is weary
Run to Him when it is torn
Run to Him when the world is heavy
Run to Him when it is worn


"My dear, dear friends! I love you so much. I do want the very best for you. You make me feel such joy, fill me with such pride. Don’t waver. Stay on track, steady in God.

Pray About Everything

I urge Euodia and Syntyche to iron out their differences and make up. God doesn’t want his children holding grudges.
And, oh, yes, Syzygus, since you’re right there to help them work things out, do your best with them. These women worked for the Message hand in hand with Clement and me, and with the other veterans—worked as hard as any of us. Remember, their names are also in the Book of Life.
4-5 Celebrate God all day, every day. I mean, revel in him! Make it as clear as you can to all you meet that you’re on their side, working with them and not against them. Help them see that the Master is about to arrive. He could show up any minute!
6-7 Don’t fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God’s wholeness, everything coming together for good, will come and settle you down. It’s wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life.
8-9 Summing it all up, friends, I’d say you’ll do best by filling your minds and meditating on things true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious—the best, not the worst; the beautiful, not the ugly; things to praise, not things to curse. Put into practice what you learned from me, what you heard and saw and realized. Do that, and God, who makes everything work together, will work you into his most excellent harmonies."  
Philippians  4: 1-9 the Message via BibleGateway

I will be back before Christmas.
I now: Let my petitions and praises shape my worries into prayers, letting God know my concerns. I seek a sense of God's wholeness, I seek to know everything is coming together for good, I seek to settle down in Him. Christ come and displace the worry that is at the center of my life. 

Meditating on things "true, noble, reputable, authentic, compelling, gracious - the best, not the worst; the beautiful not the ugly; things to praise, not to curse."

Seeking to ABIDE in the vine. Seeking to hide a thankful heart within.

your mutating missionary





& ebenezer

Thursday, November 15, 2012

The gift of silence?

She sat at the black linoleum topped steel kitchen table, looked up from her bible and surrounding commentaries and whispered: Oh '#4daughter', if you could only learn the gift of silence, what a joy that would be.

I am told I was a talkative child. I really don't remember that. It took me a long time to talk to begin with. However, upon expressing myself (from what I hear), I didn't stop. Known as a cheerful child, my favorite three things to do: tell stories, visit with neighbors, twirl for hours in my mom's blue-silk- circular-skirt that came just to my feet. Thankfully as an adult I try to measure my words. I do not always succeed, but I try.



My family has undergone some huge pain during the last 20 years (whose hasn't). Right now, I sit across an ocean and watch from afar pain being dealt with again. I sit in silence.

Could it be my mother's lesson of 'silence is a gift' sunk in?

Granted the communication between the family and myself is good. But, I have no answers. I only know who does.

My family knows Truth. Yes, I am a blessed woman - both my immediate family and my extended family are believers. He lives within them. They are children of God.

God calls me to pray for the struggles others are going through. Sometimes (not often), He even nudges me to confront those around me. But, when it is concerning my own loved ones the most beneficial gift I can give is prayer and my silence. Silent listening, silent love. Why?

Because God is usually working out something within those loved ones around me in ways that I can't or never could understand. If they are on a road to destruction, are seeking counsel from healthy loving counselors, are continuing down that road... Well, God has something He wants them to learn. By my coming in and trying to stop the lesson, trying to stop the pain, trying to fix the problem... I just get in the way of God's hand to teach my loved ones something that is deeper and more important than anything/anyone in this temporal world we live in.

Sometimes sitting back and praying while watching tragedy on the horizon is the most important work we can do. If a family must go through the darkest of times, in the loneliest of places, in the saddest of corners, that family, when believers, will come through knowing Him in ways they never would have before. No relationship is more important than that relationship. And whatever it takes for someone to find themselves in Him and Him alone - well that is His goal.  Trying to stop the pain that would force someone to get there. Well, that is just not my job.

Silence. The gift of silence. Do you need to give that gift to someone you know that is struggling in a hard situation today?

Today I make a conscious decision to listen in silence and pray.

Because He IS the I AM,
i am
your mutating missionary
&ebenezer

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

Does anyone else struggle with Exodus 3?

"Some of us always want to be illuminated saints with golden halos and the flush of inspiration, and to have the saints of God dealing with us all the time. A gilt-edged saint is no good, he is abnormal, unfit for daily life, and altogether unlike God. We are here as men and women, not as half-fledged angels, to do the work of the world, and to do it with an infinitely greater power to stand the turmoil because we have been born from above." Oswald Chambers




Of course "I am woman, hear me roar" doesn't exactly come to mind when I read this quote. Instead of, "I am woman..." it is more like "But who am I God that I should go...? Ex 3:11

I often feel as if I am standing in front of the burning bush hearing God call my name and then questioning what He is calling me to do. I think... surely you can't mean me. Do that? I am really not so good at that... I am really not so good in relationship... I am really not so good as - blah blah blah.

I wonder how many of us do this. Does He just want to smack us silly? We get so wrapped around the axle about who we are, forgetting the only important reality: who HE IS! I have to say I struggle with this regularly.

I sat yesterday with my language tutor. We shared about our time away from each other. We laughed in German... honestly we did. There is a different laugh when we laugh in a different language. One laughs from a different viewpoint.

Think about God's viewpoint and His laugh. Here He is the Great I AM assigning a task to said woman. We all know He could just as easily give the task to the tall standing tree outside my bedroom window. The tree possibly would do a better job than I. And yet, He beckons me with His presence to follow through. To trust Him. To step out in my inabilities and know that He goes before me. Until we give up there is availability for Him to work. Until we give up.

And giving up is very appealing during the moments when we just don't know. I struggle with the giving up. Why? Because the constant culture crunch can get to me.

If I don't sit in His presence regularly, it gets me down. If I haven't taken my shoes off on the Holy Ground in His intimacy - I am sunk.

Am I any different than you? I think not. We are all to "do the work of the world, and to do it with an infinitely greater power to stand the turmoil, because we have been born from above."OC

Let me not forget that my hope is in the Lord - that fact that HE said He will be with me. Remembering my hope is built on nothing less than Jesus Christ - He is my holiness -
"My hope is built on nothing less than Jesus Christ, my righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame, But wholly lean on Jesus' name. On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand; all other ground is sinking sand, all other ground is sinking sand" Hymn

May we remember this

Because He IS the I AM,
i am
your mutating missionary
and ebenezer