On A Warm Rock

ON A WARM ROCK ~ Psalm 40:1-3
“I waited a long time for the Eternal; He finally knelt down to hear me. He listened to my weak and whispered cry.He reached down and drew me from the deep, dark hole where I was stranded, mired in the muck and clay. With a gentle hand, He pulled me outTo set me down safely on a warm rock; He held me until I was steady enough to continue the journey again.As if that were not enough, because of Him my mind is clearing up.Now I have a new song to sing— a song of praise to the One who saved me.Because of what He’s done, many people will see and come to trust in the Eternal.”

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There has been times my waiting for my Lord felt like a dark tunnel without a way out. Yet I kept going searching for his hand and hoping to hear his foot steps. Maybe even the wings of his eagle as it comes to my rescue.

Many times, in my low hours, I cried for him as I felt alone. He comes. Always comes.

I’ve felt his touch, his warmth, his whisper. The picture this psalm describes of the Lord finally kneeling down to hear, it is what I’ve experienced and still experience.

His hand is gentle, his pull is kind and places me oh so tenderly on his warm rock. That warm rock, I usually describes it as his embrace, his lap, his heart. I know without a doubt and with every fiber of what makes me, that my Lord has come to my rescue over and over again.

When he holds me, its just not for me to regain my step, no, it’s to hold my lifeless soul, my weak spirit and my dwindled heart. Once I’ve regain my spiritual balance, my heart strengthens as it holds to God’s promises and my soul is filled with the hope that carries one to tomorrow.

It is then when I walk with my Lord as we lock arms that my mind becomes clear. For I know he is with we as I continue in the darkness of today’s unknown. For it isn’t what I can see or understand, but the hope of what God is doing that gives me a positive outlook at a distrustful time.

Then a song comes, it always has and it sings my heart and feels my mood, but someone else wrote the word and played out the rhythm. Time after time, I’m still amazed how God works it out for the song comes on the radio, pandora, or someone sends it at that hour.

I worship a living God and serve a risen Lord and listen to a flowing Holy Sprit. No one can ever take my faith, my belief nor my hope from me.
Because of what the Lord Jesus Christ has done for me every season of my life, even today, I can say he rescues, teaches and guides. Everything the Scriptures say about my Lord, is who my Savior is and what he does for those who follow him and worship God.

I pray that if you do not know God, his Son and the Holy Spirit, that you come to trust in the Eternal and experience his majestic love, his forever forgiveness and his everlasting assurance.

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Giving Up or Letting Go?

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GIVING UP OR LETTING GO?
Woke up with the phrase, “thoughts can kill you or heal you,” and it wouldn’t leave me alone.
Seeking undestanding, I ask the Lord, “is this a theme for a story or something else?”
As I spent my quiet time, the phrase return and it brought another idea along. Not finding the proper words to put on this feeling, I looked for a photo to help me identify what the Holy Spirit was telling me.
When I saw the leaf, a question formed, “Is the leaf giving up or letting go?”
Knowing how God works and moves me or should I say pushes me to act upon what He sees in me, I knew a reminder was being handed for my mind.
Will I be giving up what has been done in me? Or letting go and accept the change which is in hand?
Many times, I fight thoughts which push me to give up and let the dream die.
It’s a real, true struggle within me!!!
One which produces melancholy even after workouts, walks and being out in nature for hours. Usually God wakes my spirit and soon I get myself moving by doing my duties of laundry and cleaning or paying bills.
My self talk goes something like this, “Lidia, you’re a grown woman, just keep taking steps. How else can you be a witness of what you’ve said you are in Christ?”
Why am telling you this? Because I’m not alone fighting a battle which we’ve been told it’s won. Yet, no relief has come. It diverted and missed us. Well, it feels like it has for what ever reason.
Instead of standing strong against the enemy. I do as he wants, be in the front battle zone fighting for my right to be who God said I am.
For many of us, the war exist in our head more than in our heart.
We struggle with thoughts which are killing us, inside out. Once our will is done with, we have no reason to exist. Meditate on God words, are daily pills, but our thoughts of redemption and healing remain dried up. (Rom. 12:2)
Then the dagger hits home, Hope is for others, not for me.
I shared my reoccurring waking thought with a friend over coffee this morning. I mention that I wasn’t sure if it was for a story. She suggested to write a story about twins, one with the name Ican’t and the other Ican.
After she left, I had my quiet time. It was them when I saw these twins, joined by one heart, in me.
Who will win?
The one who will remain standing strong and walk in the newness of who she has become.
Is it easy? Nope. I will confront that solid steep mountian God told me about.
It will seem unclimbable before me, but with the Lord’s help, I will get to the other side which is labeled, “accomplishement.”
Not sure what you’re struggling and doing battle with today, but be assured you are not alone even though it’s a lonesome road.
Today will you chose with me to dwell and meditate on the Victory which the Lord conquered for us through His resurrection?
Let’s encourage each other today as we stand with the banner of victory on our spear then walk in faith on what has already been done and accomplished in us. (Heb. 3:13)
You maybe on a different road, but we’re facing the same enemy. Let’s keep in mind the enemy is not only finished but CONQUERED! (John 19:30)
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A Pondering Question

WHERE ARE YOU TODAY? ~ Actually, it matter not where you are, the words below remain true where ever you may be.
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The fact which does matter is, “Are you His sheep?”
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Jesus answered, “I told you, but you don’t believe. Everything I have done has been authorized by my Father, actions that speak louder than words.
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You don’t believe because you’re not my sheep. My sheep recognize my voice. I know them, and they follow me. I give them real and eternal life.They are protected from the Destroyer for good.
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No one can steal them from out of my hand. The Father who put them under my care is so much greater than the Destroyer and Thief. No one could ever get them away from him. I and the Father are one heart and mind.”
John 10:28-30 MSG
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From The Last Supper To Good Friday

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On a Thursday, Jesus and his disciples were having dinner or what we call the Last Supper. Not necessarily a Mexican meal, but some traditional dishes of their culture.

Anyway, at some point Jesus begun to speak and the shatter slowly diminished. By the time everyone’s eyes were on Jesus or on their plate before them, their ears tuned-in to Jesus’s voice. The words they heard were probably much like a parable to them.

The verses below, the words Jesus spoke, have been, are and will be deciphered and studied for ages to come. Each time, many will get encouraged, receive clarity and be rescued from the deceiver’s hands into Jesus’ arms.

18 “I am not referring to all of you; I know those I have chosen. But this is to fulfill this passage of Scripture: ‘He who shared my bread has turned[a] against me.’[b]

19 “I am telling you now before it happens, so that when it does happen you will believe that I am who I am. 20 Very truly I tell you, whoever accepts anyone I send accepts me; and whoever accepts me accepts the one who sent me.”

21 After he had said this, Jesus was troubled in spirit and testified, “Very truly I tell you, one of you is going to betray me.”

22 His disciples stared at one another, at a loss to know which of them he meant.23 One of them, the disciple whom Jesus loved, was reclining next to him.24 Simon Peter motioned to this disciple and said, “Ask him which one he means.”

25 Leaning back against Jesus, he asked him, “Lord, who is it?”

26 Jesus answered, “It is the one to whom I will give this piece of bread when I have dipped it in the dish.” Then, dipping the piece of bread, he gave it to Judas,the son of Simon Iscariot. 27 As soon as Judas took the bread, Satan entered into him.

So Jesus told him, “What you are about to do, do quickly.” 28 But no one at the meal understood why Jesus said this to him. 29 Since Judas had charge of the money, some thought Jesus was telling him to buy what was needed for the festival, or to give something to the poor. 30 As soon as Judas had taken the bread, he went out. And it was night.” John 13:18-30 NIV

Since I believe Jesus is the son of God, I try my hardest to follow his ways and to study his word. This passage tugs my heart to a stop, each time I read it. Intently, I listen to the Holy Spirit, to hear what he’s trying to help me understand, learn and see.

Today, God’s Holy Spirit helped my imagine. It was as if a portal opened and I stepped back in time for a story came alive in my mind. There I stood, in the room with the twelve disciples, Jesus and other servants ready to serve.

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Being the servant who poured the wine when Jesus comes, I step in the room and begin to fill the cups. This evening wasn’t out of the ordinary, but somehow we knew there was something special about tonight’s gathering.

As always, when Jesus begins to speak, we who serve hurry to finish our task and move out of sight.

All the servers were done and had taken their place. I still needed to pour the wine in Jesus cup. Since he had motion to fill the twelve cups first, I was left in an awkward place, I couldn’t walk away like I’ve done before. To not disturb his speaking, I walk behind him, which I’ve never done. until this evening.

About to pour the wine in Jesus cup, when I hear his words, “My Spirit is troubled.” Paralyzed, I remain knelt beside him and my hands trembled.

Jesus said, “. . . someone is going to betray me.”

My body weakened and Christ held me up, took my hands and helped me pour the wine in his cup.

In those eternal seconds, my soul was baptized in love and I began to cry. In spirit, I hear him tell me as he continued to speak. “Child of mine, it will all be fine. Be strong, console souls, hold them steady, like I’ve done to you.”

I scooted back and took my place. Tears trickled down my nose, as the word, “betray” rang loudly in my mind.

Then suddenly Judas ran out of the room. A silent heavy sorrow filled the atmosphere making it difficult for me to breathe. Not sure what else Jesus said for my spiritual lantern had been blown out. The only words, I kept from that night were, “Lift others. They’ll be shaken. Console their souls with His love.”

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In my present day, March 31st of 2018, I begin to think of the events between the betrayal Thursday and what we call Good Friday.

We, Christ followers, remember these events as if they all happened from Thursday, to Friday, to Sunday. But if we take time to refresh our minds and our hearts, we’ll recall from the betrayal night to the resurrection morning, difficult and trial-some days occurred.

Agony built for Christ and his followers. There wasn’t anything Good about Friday, not to them. For the servant girl who filled Jesus cup, will not be serving him wine any more. She lost the one who loved her soul. It would take time for her to understand his prophetic words. Even us today, still struggle to unfold all of what Jesus taught and meant.

Like his faithful followers who wrote the scriptures and the many others who kept Jesus’ love flowing, I too have been called to console souls with the love my soul has been baptized.

Jesus rose, was seen and spoke again. He speaks to us today through his word and his Holy Spirit. He wants for us to know not only about his love, but his forgiveness and his healing grace.

Today, he lifts me, steadies me, and walks with me. Without Christ, I would be hopelessly lost, unloved, and tattered. Not sure where, but somewhere, my face would be planted to the ground, too weak from a malnourished spirit, too crippled from a broken heart and too poor for my soul to live on. BUT!

Because of my Lord and savior’s love, I’m healed, forgiven and living to console souls. His love flows through my spirit, energizes my soul and gives me a purpose to live one day at a time. Thank you, Jesus, for your continual love for me and the world. I love you, my Savior.

 

Where Do You Fall When all Fails?

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WHEN ALL FAILS, I FAINT INTO HIS LOVING ARMS
 
When my head and heart are between blinding clouds; and my present day and future are beyond my understanding, I faint in the arms of the one who sustain me, my Lord Jesus Christ.
 
My salvation and my honor depend on God; he is my mighty rock, my refuge. Ps. 62:7
 
His promises fruition in my heart and are sent to my mind and joy does greet me in the morning.
Mornings aren’t always when the sun rises. They are the times when I totally relax in my Lord’s arms, trusting Him with all my needs, as I believe in God, who guards my soul, my spirit and my heart.