DIRTY LAUNDRY

9/28/09 Mother didn’t believe in airing your dirty laundry. But she believed in laundry---in the finest sense of the word and gave meticulous attention to hers. Daddy used to tease that when dropping his previously worn shirt into the pile, Mother would have it washed, ironed and hanging in his closet before it even had time to reach the floor. She had a routine. That’s putting it mildly!
She preferred Tide in general and Ivory Snow for her whites. Her bleach of choice was Purex®, nothing else. She was a Purex purist.
After washing, the clothes went to the backyard clothesline to dry, at least all her linens did. Some how the smell of those sheets drying in the sun and breeze of the day is still fresh in my memory. A bag hung on one end of the line and she would use one clothespin to attach two articles of clothing at the same time. An amazing feat to my young eyes. Her “unmentionables” never made it to the clothesline but dried on a wooden drying rack set up on the latticed back porch. The lattice provided ventilation but kept the laundry view obstructed.
Mother starched everything (made her own starch, I think) and also “sprinkled” her clothes before ironing---maybe everyone did in this era before steam irons. Most of the time she took a Coke bottle that was filled with water---that had a strainer cap on the top which she’d created by poking holes in the lid with an ice pick---and sprinkled each item as we ironed. Sometimes she’d just dip her fingers into a bowl of water and sort of sling the water off of her fingertips. If she didn’t finish all the ironing she’d roll the sprinkled items in a terry cloth towel and put it in the back refrigerator until the next ironing day. I never did laundry growing up and Mother even re-ironed our ironing lady’s attempts. I told you she took it seriously.
Mama Davenport, on the other hand, involved me in “wash days” at her house. On my summertime visits I would help her lug the laundry down to the basement at 416 South Second in Clarksville, TN. That’s where the wringer washing machine was---hand powered, I might add. She would hand feed the clothing through the press to squeeze the water out of the clothing. As she cranked, I would pull the clothes through. They came out looking like flat but crumpled sheets of paper. Though her horror stories about cousin Joy’s hand getting caught, and of hands and arms dismembered from machines like this kept me vigilant at all times, I never missed an opportunity to be with Mama. I don’t remember any other particulars except that she had bottles of bluing sitting on a nearby ledge (that stuff is probably only used for science projects these days) and we had to be quiet when we were down there because the young army couple from Fort Campbell who rented her basement apartment had a new baby.
Most often Mama Davenport hung her clothes on a line in the basement to dry---making it a great place to hide or run under and she never seemed to care. She also had a carousel clothesline which Dang-Dang had placed in a corner of the yard up near the back of the house. I guess he didn’t want folks to view their laundry either.
Warning---No clotheslines allowed. That’s the rule of the neighborhood I’ve lived in for 33+ years. Seems like every one is against laundry of any kind---maybe that’s because it reveals too much about who we really are. I was once in a church like that as well. Yesterday, Pastor Cole talked of Aristotle’s strata of friendship---and we don’t confess our sins (dirty laundry) to just anyone but only to those whom we know well enough to take relational risks. Maybe we need warning labels like the ones on the laundry tags of our clothing. Wash separately. Maybe you only share your dirty laundry with the Lord. Or, share your dirty wash with like colors only---with like-minded close friends, who know you as well as you know them and don’t recoil but hold you accountable in love thus not allowing your sin to bleed into other areas of your life.
Everyone has dirty laundry. Whether you hang it out for the world to see (think some celebrities) or in a back corner of a yard or on a latticed back porch where only a trusted few can see it or in the deep recesses of the basement (your heart) where only God sees it, it’s there. Just know that if the filth is left hidden in the hamper, it becomes stinky and it can indeed permeate all that’s around it.

Today is Monday and at 2211 (my KY childhood home) Monday was the main laundry day. So, today’s meditation coincides with that memory as I seek to clean my heart. This time you choose the one that is best for you and where you are in the laundry room of your life today.

Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity And cleanse me from my sin. Purify me with hyssop, (could be the Clorox disinfectant of biblical times) and I shall be clean;
Wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow. Psalm 51:2,7

Such were some of you; but you were washed, but you were sanctified, but you were justified in the name of the Lord Jesus Christ and in the Spirit of our God. I Corinthians 6:11 (Ask God how you can be “washed.”)

Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ also loved the church gave Himself up for her, so that He might sanctify her, having cleansed her by the washing of water with the word, Ephesians 5:25-26 (Do you desire your husband to read God’s Word aloud to you? Does hubby know that?)

let us draw near with a sincere heart in full assurance of faith, having our hearts sprinkled clean from an evil conscience and our bodies washed with pure water. Hebrews 10:22 (How can we “sprinkle” our hearts clean?)

Now why do you delay? Get up and be baptized, and wash away your sins, calling on His name. Acts 22:16 (Is this action needed in your laundry room?)

If we say that we have no sin, we are deceiving ourselves and the truth is not in us. If we confess our sins, He is faithful and righteous to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. I John 1: 8-9 (ALL our dirty laundry---what a praise that is!)

I am ready to do a little laundry. Hope you join me.

Just the facts, ma'am…………

9/27/09,,,,,,,just the facts. Remember Dragnet. Such melodrama. We loved it at 2211 South Virginia Street---first on radio and then in the mid 50s on TV---when we finally got a black and white console. From those first four musical notes, “dum dee dum dum” and the intro, "Ladies and gentlemen: the story you are about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed to protect the innocent," we were hooked. Seems like in later years, younger brother, Bobby, even had Joe Friday’s badge 714 to wear when he pedaled his little blue and white police motorcycle---that had a little trunk on it where older brother, Buddy, would hide his textbooks so he could say he had no homework. But I digress. Imagine that!

All of this to remind myself that God wants me/you to face the facts not feelings. Yesterday morning I was in somewhat of a blur because of another “wee hours” awakening. As I opened my Streams in the Desert, the 9/26 entry verse shouted out to me.

We live by faith, not by sight. (2 Corinthians 5:7)

For a couple of weeks now I have been hoping that my faith shows ---it is my anchor---even when my faithfulness isn’t very evident as I have been struggling with feelings of inadequacy, anxiety and the dreaded C-word, i.e. control.

As believers, “we live by faith not by sight.” God never want us to live by our feelings…….our inner selves may want to live by feelings….He….wants us to face the facts of Christ and His finished and perfect works for us….face these precious facts….believe them simply because God says they are facts….He will take care of our feelings….God never gives us feelings to encourage us to trust Him…..God only gives …feelings when He sees…we trust Him…apart from our feelings, resting solely on His Word…His faithfulness…therefore we must choose between facing our feelings or facing the facts of God. (emphasis, mine) (excerpt from Streams, p. 365)

my goals / His goals…..

9/26/09…….are they the same? My goal has been to share a word study, of sorts, on each of the nine aspects of the “Fruit of the Spirit” through this blog. I first started my “fruit findings” June 22 and assumed I would have run the gamut on this topic in approximately 9 entries. That hasn’t happened. Some took more than one entry. Other topics kept coming up in between. I still have THOTS on faithfulness and I haven’t even gotten to gentleness and self-control yet. Lately, I’ve begun to realize that I might not get to them before I leave for Texas in 3½weeks. I have visions of trying to write about self-control while coming out from under anesthesia as I lie on my back at Baylor Medical Center. With that in mind, a new goal has been set---finish excogitating on these fruit qualities by October 19. Can I do it? Not sure. I just have to have a goal.

I’m a goal setter---a ”list checker-off-er.” Checking things off my list gives me such a sense of accomplishment that I’ve been known to add an already completed task to my list just for the satisfaction of checking it off. I do so love a sense of accomplishment, even if fleeting. I even rationalize that this practice helps me keep track of what I have done----at least until I misplace my list.

But God…………is “in charge” of this blog. Often, I wonder why I’m writing for public interpretation and yet more often I wonder what I’m suppose to write….and then my fingers just start typing. Most recently, the “piece to Peace” idea came to me in a dream, title and all. I kind of liked that---‘cause I knew it was His work.

I wonder if His goal is the October 20 deadline, as well. We’ll see! If it is, it will be a done deal.

The mind of man plans his way,
But the LORD directs his steps. (Proverbs 16:9)

Piece to Peace

9/22/09
When I received the cancer diagnosis last January, I had some choices to make. Some of them were logistical---actually a lot of them were logistical and seemed to be ever changing. However, the choice to give this piece of my life to God was not difficult at all. Some folks might marvel at that, but before you put me on some “faithfulness” pedestal, I have a confession. That choice was not difficult for me because I didn’t really have control over what had happened. It “was what it was”---mycrocystic adnexal carcinoma. Life happens---“it is what it is” and much of it is out of our hands.

The swap--giving my piece of a “cancer victim life” to God--was replaced by His incredible Peace. So what’s the problem, you wonder? The problem is me. Other “swaps” in my life still don’t come as easily. When I think (wrongly, of course) that I have some control over a situation, then it is harder to turn it over to Him. Children’s choices, economic “stretches,” work obligations, to name a few.

What does God’s Word say about all this sinful fretting? For one thing, submission is necessary. Humble yourselves, therefore, under the mighty hand of God, that He may exalt you at the proper time, casting all your anxiety upon Him because He cares for you. (I Peter 5:6-7) Then, when we’re anxious for nothing, He gives that Peace that we can’t even comprehend. (Philippians 4:6)

Six months ago I gave God a big piece of my life---a rare cancer. In return, He gave me an even bigger PEACE---His Peace that passes understanding. As stated in Jesus Calling’s 9/12 entry, His Peace is a continual gift to me, I just have to receive it.

Today I sought peace, I pursued peace and I found peace---or it found me as I turned pieces of me and my struggles over to Him-- moment by moment. May I continue to receive His gift of Peace. Remembering that He cares for me, may I lay at His feet all those shattered pieces of my life, those cares and concerns that rob me of joy, and receive His Peace. What an exchange!

Simple Memorization

9/21/09
All my recent simplicity efforts (paring down to one “labeled” jump drive) resulted in blog notes for the “perfect” (yea, right) blog being somewhere other than where I can access them at the moment. Possibly, running out the door after faculty meeting where I had presented a “quick” on-line resource list via a computer projector (with display resolutions that distorted my “view”) in order to make a 3:00 one-on-one meeting at the Apple Store affected my mind. Or maybe it was the loading all my needed gear in the trunk and then slamming it with my keys inside that threw me for a loop. Or possibly it was having to ask Mr. Brenn for a ride to Saddle Creek and him being kind enough to clear me a spot in his car. Perhaps it was having to ask to use a land line at a store, because I have no cell, to call hubby to come pick me up and rescue my keys, one more time. Or maybe it was being late for my walk with Ellen knowing she had been waiting over ½ an hour and I had no way to get in touch. Simply put, I almost cut out even posting a blog. But God……………reminded me that today is Monday. We all know what that means---it’s the day to simply meditate. This week I’m actually trying to memorize it as well. Won’t you join me!

This book of the law shall not depart from your mouth, but you shall meditate on it day and night, so that you may be careful to do according to all that is written in it; for then you will make your way prosperous, and then you will have success. (Joshua 1:8)

I’m not sure how prosperous my day looks to you, reader, but the fact that I ended up it God’s Word means that it wasn’t’ a complete wash---just simply a typical Ditsy Dotsy Day.

Facial Reflections

9/18/09
Now we see but “through a glass darkly” (a poor reflection in a mirror) This phrase is often interpreted to mean that humans have an imperfect perception of reality. Folks might not see us as we really are.
Sometimes that is true---when I want to put on my mask, my face might wear a smile though my heart is sorely grieved. On the other hand, when I was lying in that Baylor hospital bed, my face probably looked like a “sadsack” but my heart was full of joy. So, what am I trying to say??

I want my life to reflect my faith even if my smile is off kilter. I want to gaze at God so that I reflect His countenance. To do that, I need to seek His face. “When You said, Seek My face," my heart said to You, "Your face, O LORD, I shall seek." Psalm 27:8

I want to quit glancing at myself every time I walk past a mirror. That face isn’t going to change (improve) a lot more, but my heart can. A changed heart can become a mirror of His face---a reflection of Him.

If I prayed for you today, I prayed this verse---

God be gracious to us (you) and bless us, (you) And cause His face to shine upon us (you) Psalm 67: 1

His face shining through you, that’s what I want for you, my Friday folks.

Face of Faith

9/17/09 Under Construction
I had to stop writing because I had two meetings to attend and the time had slipped up on me. When I came back, I realized how appropriate that phrase was, as I seem to be undergoing an overhaul this year physically and spiritually and my face reflects both of those areas. Physically my face is still under construction as docs continue to reassess and rebuild---so I’ll be able to continue to breathe and say face of faith without tripping on the Fs. Spiritually my face should be reflecting the reality of the faith that has been my anchor.
I seem to be preoccupied with my face lately. It takes a long time in the morning to use the appropriate “wash” recommended by Dr. Ha for post surgery folks, followed by an antioxidant that deters environmental assault on the DNA of the deep dermis---what that means is, it’s very pricey! Then, I have the 45 sunblock topped with the moisturizer with SPF 30. Then I look in the mirror and I’m still shocked by what I see. Friends and students are getting used to my new look. They see me more often than I see myself so I’m still taken back with my somewhat “skewed” look.
I’m sure most of you have heard the old adage, “Put on a happy faith.” Well, I’m no longer willing to “put on” much of anything for the sake of “looking good”---whether it’s make-up or a pious expression. I don’t know if that’s age or spiritual maturity---using that maturity label very loosely. I need to be preoccupied with my insides and hope that will reflect in my face---
Physical progress for my face is going to come from the deep dermis---spiritual growth is going to come from deep within as well.

Mis-steps in the Dance of Faith

9/16/09 You might have noticed that in the last few days I’m becoming verbose again in my blogging. Believe it or not, as Larry suggested, I’ve been trying to simplify---separate and simplify, emphasize nuggets only or get to the meat of the matter. Oh well! You might have also noted that I am up early, even early for me. For a gal that needs eight hours, I’m going to have to start going to bed before 7 o’clock.

As I stated yesterday, though not very succinctly, God has been getting my attention and answering some of my prayers from my daily devotional readings---which obviously are best done early in the day. God Calling (a book that inspired our Jesus Calling author) was the other one on 9/14 to remind me………”this cry of the human heart ………expresses the soul's progress.” I was feeling as if my faith was slipping and right away the title, “When Faith Fails” hooked me.

• “As a soul realizes Me and My Power, and knows Me as Helper and Savior, that soul believes in Me more and more. At the same time it is more conscious than before of its falling short of absolute trust in Me.”

Believing more and more and yet at the same time feeling my utter lack of faith---such tension I was feeling!

Mark 9:24 "Lord, I believe. Help Thou mine unbelief" is often the cry of my heart.

Simply put in God Calling:

• “The soul's progress - an increased belief - then a cry for more faith - a plea to conquer all unbelief, all lack of trust.

• That cry heard. That prayer answered. More faith, and at the same time more power to see where trust is lacking.”

I felt like I was trying to do my faith dance with 2 left feet but God………..heard the cry of my heart and spoke to me through His Word and a morning devotional.

If I should say, "My foot has slipped," Your lovingkindness, O LORD, will hold me up. Psalm 94:18

God’s Word doesn’t say there won’t be mis-steps throughout our lives, only that He’ll be there to keep us from fallin’ headlong.

The dance/steps (translation mine) of a man are established by the LORD, And He delights in his way.
When he falls, he will not be hurled headlong, Because the LORD is the One who holds his hand. (Psalm 37:23-24)

It’s also good to have a fellow believer to encourage you as you execute your dance of faith day after day, year in and year out.

If one falls down, his friend can help him up. But pity the man who falls and has no one to help him up! Eccles. 4:10

So, I’m going to put my dancing shoes on and “boogie” on out the door and down the road to work.

Jude 1:24 “Now to Him who is able to keep you from falling…..and to make you stand in the presence of His glory blameless with great joy,…. To Him be the glory! A-men and A-men!

SIMPLY STATED or NOT!!

9/15/09 Whatcha readin’? Folks ask me that all the time and I hesitate to answer because “reading” for me doesn’t necessarily mean a book in its entirety. Just yesterday, I finished book #2 in a “new to me” mystery series, with a historical British setting, about Sherlock Holmes and his soon to be wife. My fellow mystery lovin' reader friend, Tricia, recommended it knowing my penchant for mysteries set in England that I can “mostly read”---meaning sometimes I might skim a little as I get tired. Then I picked up #4 in the “Dearest Dorothy” series, a light and easy read, actually a little hokey at times, for those who are at least in their 6th decade---plus I can relate to the title. So you see how frivolous my book choices can sometimes be, especially at bedtime.

But I began my day with several devotional books and as always at least one or two gave me pause for thought---you know THOTS. Oswald Chamber’s, My Utmost for His Highest dealt with simplicity. The irony of that is I then poured into many, many books in search of “simplicity.” That means I’m reading bits and pieces of them all at once. As a librarian, I can make good use of an index or table of contents to cut right to the chase. Thus, it’s not unusual for me to have a few books going at once, an example of lack of simplicity in my reading tendencies. I tend to clutter up many aspects of my life in the “simple” pursuit of simplicity. You see, simplicity is very complex, at least for me. There’s inner simplicity and outward simplicity and corporate simplicity………..I know all of this because for the last few weeks, Richard Foster has been my “author study.” It was my way of trying to pare down my reading by just focusing on one author. So, stacked beside my bed are Celebration of Discipline (a reread from the 80s), Spiritual Classics, which he edited (52 devotionals by St. Augustine, Thomas Merton, Fredrick Buechner, A.W. Tozer, G.K. Chesterton, Thomas More, Martin Luther King, Jr., Amy Carmichael, Milton, Tolstoy, Gerard Manley Hopkins, and more), Life with God: Reading the Bible for Spiritual Transformation (a new book which I have just started) The Challenge of the Disciplined Life and Freedom of Simplicity. In Freedom of Simplicity, Foster states “simplicity is not merely a matter of having less stress and more leisure. It is rather an essential spiritual discipline that we must practice for the health of the soul.”

Also “thrown in” with pertinent bookmarks (in my ever growing stack) are Whitneys’ Simplify Your Spiritual Life: Spiritual Disciplines for the Overwhelmed, Merton’s Thoughts in Solitude, Kathleen Norris’s The Cloister Walk and Nouwen’s, Inner Voice of Love along with Anne Graham Lotz’s, The Magnificent Obsession, which I will read in its entirety.

Are you overwhelmed yet by just getting a glimpse of my pursuit of simplicity? You’re probably wondering how I can get to my bed. Or why do I work so hard at the simple stuff?

Taylor Park said it well (9/9/07) when he described “contented simplicity” as godliness---satisfaction from within (my inner being/soul) that comes from knowing who I am in Christ. Nothing else needed! Chambers said it succinctly/simply and that’s where my thoughts began and now end. “Simplicity is the secret of seeing things clearly.” I’ve come full circle and I can see clearly now. If you can’t because I’ve muddled your mind, go to http://www.myutmost.org/

But God…………"The simplicity that is in Christ." 2 Corinthians 11:3 He must be asking, “Isn’t that simple enough, Dotsy?”

Now that you’ve had a glance at my “spiritual stack” tell me what’s in yours.

POP-POP'S BIRDS

9/14/09
What a season this has been for hummingbirds for us. Our three feeders on our breakfast area window have provided entertainment for us all summer---especially Mommar and our grandboys. The ”hummers” seem to arrive in pairs and then challenge each other for the sweetened “green” water that has been provided for them. Though taking limited “sips” at one time, they seem to eat constantly. Larry, aka Pop-Pop, takes good care of all his birds. He makes sure that there is plenty of nourishment available. He should have stock in Wal-Mart and Wild Birds Unlimited. But the result has been gold finch, cardinals, black-capped chickadees and woodpeckers---downy, red-bellied, hairy and even one pileated. He looked like Woody Woodpecker he was so big. They return again and again to take in the food that Larry so lovingly supplies. He even has special varieties that appeal to the different species of birds. If he were awake, I’d ask him what they were---apart from the “cake” for the woodpeckers they all look like seeds to me, though they vary in size and some are “oily.”

When I allow the Spirit of God to nourish me as I open My Bible, I too am nourished by just the “food” that I need. Otherwise, I can fill up with junk food that the world throws at me and miss the sweetness of the Word of faith. Junk food---the kind that doesn’t nourish your soul---just empty words and false promises. Like Larry’s beloved hummingbirds, I need to be constantly nourished on the food that is right for me. How about you?

Feed on God’s Word today that you might feed others.

Choose the Jeremiah 15:16 the version that is best for you.

Your words were found and I ate them, And Your words became for me a joy and the delight of my heart; For I have been called by Your name, O LORD God of hosts. (NASB)

When your words came, I ate them; 
they were my joy and my heart's delight, 
 for I bear your name, O LORD God Almighty. (NIV)

Thy words were found, and I did eat them; and thy word was unto me the joy and rejoicing of mine heart: for I am called by thy name, O LORD God of hosts. (KJV)

Clueless in Memphis…..

9/11-12/09…..about Alzheimer’s/dementia. Oh, I can “google” it and figure out that our situation is somewhere between stage 4 and 5 of the 7 stages but…………..that doesn’t help the emotional pain, the frustration and the guilt. Yesterday, I joked that I could have our loved one “wander” the halls to help out at the school’s ACT testing b/c she’s good at that (actually she’s better at constant sweeping)---and I laughed---b/c sometimes we need to “lighten up”---then I felt guilty for making light of a situation that I know weighs heavy on all of us as well as her. Frankly, it breaks my heart. Here is someone, whom I love, who needs constant care and attention and I don’t have a clue what is God’s best for her. I need answers so that I don’t continue to be “sleepless in Memphis” as I try to figure it all out.
I know the answer---it applies to all of life’s situations and circumstances. It boils down to faithfulness, fruit of the Spirit, facet #7. (My faithfulness---those actions that exhibit in my life my love for the Lord and my faith in Him) Faith---that’s the anchor that holds. Regardless of the circumstances/situations or what I know about them, I can focus on what I know about Him and His truth.
Michèle has taught me to focus on what I know.
Here’s what I know---

• I love Mommar and want what’s best for her and so does God.

• I don’t know what that “best” is---lots of factors for entire family at stake.

• Alzheimer’s gets progressively worse.

• I cannot “figure it out,” control it or manage it.

But God…………..

A few THOTS from today’s scripture search:

Galatians 6:9, 10 Let us not lose heart in doing good………. So then, while we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, and especially to those who are of the household of the faith. (THOTS: PTL---Praise the Lord---Mommar is a member of the household of faith)

Ephesians 6: selected verses
7 Serve wholeheartedly, as if you were serving the Lord, not men (THOTS: continue to serve Him—it will overflow to all situations)
10 Finally, be strong in the Lord and in the strength of His might (THOTS: His strength, not mine)
18 With all prayer and petition pray at all times in the Spirit, and with this in view, be on the alert with all perseverance and petition for all the saints, (THOTS: PRAY! PRAY! PRAY!)

Philippians 1:9-10 9…..my prayer: that your love may abound more and more in knowledge and depth of insight, 10 so that you may be able to discern what is best (THOTS: the more I know Him—insight into who He is, the more I’ll be able to discern best for all of life)

Colossians 1:10-12 10 And we pray this in order that you may live a life worthy of the Lord and may please Him in every way: bearing fruit in every good work, growing in the knowledge of God, 11 being strengthened with all power according to His glorious might so that you may have great endurance and patience, and joyfully 12 giving thanks to the Father (THOTS: have others pray these verses for all the Liles…….as I grow in knowledge of Him, I’ll grow in knowledge of how to handle all situations, even those like Alzheimers which I don’t understand--again it’s His strength, not mine)

James 1:2-5 2 Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, 3because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. 4 Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. 5 If any of you lacks wisdom, he should ask God, who gives generously to all without finding fault, and it will be given to him. (THOTS: I was only going to check out v. 5 and then God had me read preceding verses---find joy in this, Dotsy b/c it can mature your faith which will result in perseverance in acts of faithfulness---fruit facet #7)

We all have struggles and if you have insight for me in caring for someone with Alzheimer’s disease, please share your wisdom---it could be the nugget God has for me.
That’s where I am today, where are you?

The Faith Facet

9/10/09
Fruitful Growth in the Faith=Faithfulness (Fruit facet #7)
I hadn’t planned on blogging tonight----but God………..He is faithful when I am not. What a comfort that is!
Here are a few things I know about faith and faithfulness:

• Faith springs forth from God’s love that is “shed abroad in my heart.” He is the source of my faith.

• He is the “author and finisher of my faith.” (Hebrews 12:2)

• Without faith, it is impossible to please God. (Hebrews 11:6)

Sermon Jottings from II Peter 1:3-8
3 as His divine power has given to us all things that pertain to life and godliness, through the knowledge of Him who called us by glory and virtue, 4 by which have been given to us exceedingly great and precious promises, that through these you may be partakers of the divine nature, having escaped the corruption that is in the world through lust.
5 But also for this very reason, giving all diligence, add to your faith virtue (moral excellence/goodness), to virtue knowledge, 6 to knowledge self-control, to self-control perseverance, to perseverance godliness, 7 to godliness brotherly kindness, and to brotherly kindness love. 8 For if these things are yours and abound, you will be neither barren nor unfruitful in the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ.

Verses 3-5 describe the basis of our faith and verses 5-8 give us qualities that supplement our faith---four of which are mentioned in our Fruit of the Spirit verses (must be important if God repeats them elsewhere) These are qualities that need to be cultivated in our lives so that in our faithfulness others see Him, our faithful witness, the One who is called Faithful and True.

Steve Collums, a godly teacher during his lifetime, simply defined orthopraxie, the right practice of right doctrine---knowledge of Him---as "living out what you believe." In these verses, I see faithfulness in our lives as giving back to Him who is the Source of our faith.


Prayer: May all who come behind me find me faithful. May they see, or remember, faithfulness in my life as I respond to my faith in Him. May all who know me or know of me in generations to come see my life as a dance of faith! A-men.

“Tuckered Out”

9/7/09 “All labored out on Labor Day”
If you wonder where I’ve been lately, you’re not the only one. I’m not sure myself---I think I’ve been on someone else’s schedule for me---and that’s not even counting work responsibilities. Yesterday morning I had a few minutes to get on my face before the Lord and cry out. As always He heard my prayer---the responsibilities, appointments, schedules and situation did not change. Yet, in His faithfulness, He met me right where I was. I didn’t have my dancing shoes on but He realized that I needed to sit out awhile and regroup and restore. Actually, I could have used a foot rub---maybe some salve and bandages like ballerinas use to rev up their tired feet and legs might have helped as well.
Restoration. It’s what I have to do on weekends these days. It’s necessary especially in my prayer life. I have so-o-o-o many friends with such prayer concerns right now and I need to have extra time to be in His presence and to approach His throne of grace on their behalf. Prayer revives me but it takes time.
Right now commitments are real and time-consuming. Therefore, I need to see His purpose in them. If I can’t, then I need to realign my life with His until I see clearly the path that He has for me. Only then can I confidently claim His strength.

The LORD is my strength and my shield;
My heart trusts in Him, and I am helped;

Therefore my heart exults,
And with my song I shall thank Him. (Psalm 28:7)

Those who know me well, know that I’m up past my 8:30 bedtime. But God……………………..
It’s never too late to meditate!