This morning, I taught 2nd and 3rd grade Sunday School, helped with kids worship, fed my family, cried with a good friend and helped her get things ready for her husband’s funeral, cried more, came home and took the kids swimming at mom’s clubhouse and came home to get them to bed and spend some time with my husband. I tried to resemble Jesus all day. I tried to be His mouth and eyes and arms. I wrapped myself in His love and fed myself from His power. It didn’t matter what my plans had been. My will was bowed under His. It was an amazing day. I am His. I want every day to be so good. I feel blessed. It is so very sweet to attempt to resemble our Savior and live as He would. What a challenge! What a delight!❤
When out driving with my friends way back in high school, we left our destination after dark in the winter in Michigan. One wrong turn after another and we were lost. I have this intrinsic ability God gave me for direction and the gift of calm during crisis. Kevin was driving and I was sitting behind him next to 3 friends and there were 2 passengers in the front. Everyone was panicking and yelling for poor Kevin to go this way and that, the whole spirit of confusion was strong. And I casually, calmly was whispering directions to Kevin and he was listening to me and turning as I instructed, adding fuel to the yelling of the others. When we were out of the lost part and back to the easily familiar close to home, the car settled. Everyone got as quiet as we ever got and they praised Kevin for the success asked Kevin why they didn’t listen to them. He said, “I listened to Tonya because she was the only calm voice.” And I thought of that story with the whole rapture date predictions. Jesus said no one knows the day or the hour. I mean, you can feel something coming. The whole world seems uptight and ramping up. But I read my Bible and am ready whenever Jesus comes for us who love Him passionately and the rest I dismiss and listen to the calm, still small voice of the Holy Spirit who only speaks truth. The noise is not God. God is peace. He is the truth in calm. Praise God! ❤ ❤ ❤
So apparently, the second week after a hurricane, some things are still not back to normal. There is no milk anywhere, so hurricanes produce milk shortages. I never knew that, this being my first one. I am learning as I go here and have to keep changing plans like cooking every day for breakfast instead of sometimes having cereal. Also, took the kids down for homeschool PE and the fields were still closed, so changed gears and did school and yard cleanup instead. Yesterday was already to teach Sunday School and it had been cancelled (found out when I got there) and had to entertain the kids until worship. Evidently things stay closed a long time and everyone assumed you know that. And now I do know, learning as I go. But I would rather be there and be ready and then find out it is postponed than to have go time and be unprepared and sleeping. I think that way about the rapture, the catching away of the true Christians, like the parable of the wedding Jesus spoke of, where half the bridesmaids were ready when the groom came and could attend the marriage ceremony and half were caught unprepared and we’re left behing. I want to be a part of the marriage. Jesus really wants everyone there. He wants people to be ready. No one knows the day or hour but there is a day and hour coming sooner than it was a minute ago, sooner than it was yesterday, soon. Now is the time to purify our hearts and draw close to God in prayer and be ready.❤
No matter what loss, Jesus is our comfort.
No matter what sorrow, Jesus stays with you.
No matter what sin, Jesus forgives.
No matter what changes, Jesus is constant.
No matter what foe, Jesus is stronger.
No matter what force or spirit, Jesus is more powerful.
No matter what hard times, Jesus is our hope.
No matter the disappointment, Jesus fulfills.
No matter the darkness, Jesus is the light.
No matter the ugliness, Jesus is beautiful.
No matter the need, Jesus provides the solution.
No matter the sickness, Jesus has the cure.
No matter the rejection, Jesus Christ loves and accepts you.
No matter the bleakness, Jesus Christ saves.❤❤❤
Acts 4:11. ‘Jesus is “‘the stone you builders rejected, which has become the cornerstone.’ 12. Salvation is found in no one else, for there is no other name under heaven given to mankind by which we must be saved.”‘
Matthew 5:27. ‘”You have heard that it was said, ‘You shall not commit adultery.’ 28. But I tell you that anyone who looks at a woman lustfully has already committed adultery with her in his heart. 29. If your right eye causes you to stumble, gouge it out and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to be thrown into hell. 30. And if your right hand causes you to stumble, cut it off and throw it away. It is better for you to lose one part of your body than for your whole body to go into hell.”‘
This was Jesus Christ talking. It is a direct truth from Him. I am tempted to throw out all media because it focuses on sex so much to sell things, in movies, on tv, in the news, everywhere and pornography pops up everywhere, computers, androids, phones, you name it etc. People believe it is ok because it is everywhere. Lust is not ok. Porn is not ok. It is adultery and thus is sin. Jesus said it and He is the judge. If you disagree, take it up with Him. That is just one sin that captures people in its snates, there are so many, but it is quite prevalent and unfortunately so accepted, so I pick on it. Just because 1,000,000 believe a sin is not a sin does not make it less of a sin, just makes 1,000,000 people wrong. ❤
As I age, my eyesight in some ways is much worse than it was. Being perfect most of my life, and being in a family full of glasses, I figured it was a matter of time. That has proves to be the case, but God gave me 43 years without glasses and with perfect vision. I have been blessed. So now I need glasses to see things close to me, so when I read or work on the quilt or many things. I can get by without them but my mind must infer the correct words from the blur and it requires more energy and I get tired and a headache. Sounds really old right? Well, in other ways as I have (ahem) matured, my eyesight and heart sight is increasingly more keen. I can see behind the mask people wear. I can see past the tough guy act. I can see the motives in the eyes. I can catch glimmers of hope in a Christian’s eyes. I can see a child in wonder who wants to know something. I can see when people need love. I can feel a person’s pain and see what they really need past rheir wants. I guess this is spiritual maturity, affecting your eye sight down to your soul. So in some ways, my eye sight is worse but I am completely good with that because far more importantly my spiritual eye sight is so much more acute and more like Jesus’. That makes me very very happy.❤❤❤