Quiet Words

6/7/10 The days I had at the beach were glorious and “quiet.” The water roared sometimes, the waves crashed, thunder clapped, rain came, wind blew and whistled through the deck door but still there was a quietness. I was still; I could hear. It was easier to hear Him as the relentless clattering of the world was put on hold. God speaks quietly. God Calling (June 5 entry) reminded me to listen because He speaks quietly. It’s His voice I need to hear. As I listen, “anxious thoughts and tired nerves will become rested.”

And he said, Go forth, and stand upon the mount before the LORD. And, behold, the LORD passed by, and a great and strong wind rent the mountains, and brake in pieces the rocks before the LORD; but the LORD was not in the wind: and after the wind an earthquake; but the LORD was not in the earthquake: And after the earthquake a fire; but the LORD was not in the fire: and after the fire a still small voice. (II Kings 19:11-12)

Ah-h-h the still small voice of the Lord---it brings rest to my soul and joy to my weary bones. According to the prophet, Isaiah, hearing from the Lord brings life. Today be still, meditate on His word and listen for His still small voice. Then live in light of those quiet words that you hear.

Incline your ear, and come unto me: hear, and your soul shall live; (Isaiah 55:3)

DESTINATION: WEDDING

6/2/10 Will be off-line for the next few days because we’re going to celebrate Elizabeth and Michael’s wedding in Florida. I love everything about family weddings---the newness of love, the family ties, the flowers, the music, (it always makes me cry) the “charge” from the preacher (esp. when he is my son) the excitement and hope for the future of the bride and groom and of course, the cake!! I do love wedding cake. And though I love chocolate, it’s not the groom’s cake I gravitate toward---it’s the white on white bride’s cake with lots of icing.

So grateful that Elizabeth and Michael have chosen to put the Lord at the center of their marriage. He is that all important strand in the cord of their relationship.

Ecclesiastes 4:9-12 (New American Standard Bible)
9Two are better than one because they have a good return for their labor.
10For if either of them falls, the one will lift up his companion. But woe to the one who falls when there is not another to lift him up.
11Furthermore, if two lie down together they keep warm, but (A)how can one be warm alone?
12And if one can overpower him who is alone, two can resist him. A cord of three strands is not quickly torn apart.

NO WHINE ZONE

June 1, 2010 Last week on K-LOVE radio station, the d-jay discussed a challenge that she had been given at a women’s retreat. The challenge---go a month without negativity flowing from your mouth. I had lots of reasons why this would NOT be a good month for me to “take the challenge!” How negative is that. Could I possibly inhabit a “no whine zone?” My June schedule really isn’t a good time to worry about one more thing---especially without complaining---which I can rationalize as just making a statement or observation!
But God…..hasn’t let me off the hook. Just recently my daughter had dubbed me “Debbie Downer” so I guess I need to at least try the challenge----and without the “realistic attitude” of failure. What I call “realistic,” Molly construes as negative.
I did make it out of bed this morning without a negative utterance and quickly caught a “somewhat” negative response to a question and added…..”but I’m grateful.”
Our words have such an impact. That awareness alone can make this challenge worthwhile. Philippians 4:14 says, “Do all thinks without murmurings or disputings.” (complaining or arguing/ grumbling) Those are all vocal terms with nagative implications. WOW did you see that typo---nag-a-tive---nagging is negative, as well. Harping/carping is wearisome and reckless words can cut like a razor.
So speak encouraging words to one another. (Prov. 12:18) Pleasant words are a honeycomb, sweet to the soul and healing to the bones. (Prov. 16:24)
Psychologists say that feelings follow actions----thus, no negative action from the mouth should influence positive feelings from within. That's a good thing, "doncha" think?
Do you want to take the challenge and live in a “No Whine Zone” for a month? If so, maybe we can encourage one another. I’ll bet those around us will be glad we did.

Let your speech always be with grace. (Colossians 4:6a)

Memorial Day……….

5/31/10 ……is a day to remember our veterans who died while in military service. It also has a way of reminding me of the veterans in my family who, though not killed in battle, still bear the scars of their service. This morning’s Commercial Appeal noted that over 900 WWII vets die every day in our nation. My daddy, a WWII recipient of the purple heart, says, he’s “grateful for everyday the good Lord gives him.” Larry’s dad, too, was a WWII vet but he entered ICU last year for the final time, as others marked Memorial Day honoring our fallen soldiers.
Both men showed courage and patriotism as they left for battle leaving young brides behind. Both men believed that freedom was worth dying for and both men are on my heart today.
I’ll call Daddy to say hello to my favorite vet and accompany Larry to the cemetery to place a flag at his dad’s grave. Both actions are a way to honor them.

Ephesians 6:2a says, “HONOR YOUR FATHER AND MOTHER…. “

Weekend Wanderings

5/26/10…..or more like “weekend whirl wind.” I will be off-line because we will be heading to Houston,TX at 3 a.m. tomorrow (11-12 hr. trip) and returning Sunday. Thank goodness Charlie Mazzone is riding with us and is willing to help with the driving. We’re going for Larry’s induction into the USA Racquetball Hall of Fame. A time of celebration. A time to connect with “old” racquetball buddies. A time for me to recall words like splat, pinch in the corner, rollouts, “z” serves, avoidable hinders, etc. A time to view “donuts” left on the bodies of the players who have been hit by that speeding little blue ball. (Larry says nowadays r'balls are purple and red.)
A time to recall “the last time I saw you” memories. A time to nosh on Larry’s much loved Mexican dishes---if that favorite restaurant is still there and if he and Aubrey and Charlie can still find it. A time for Larry to reconnect with his favorite coconut custard pie at the House of Pies.

This is Larry’s time---To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: (Ecclesiastes 3)
a time to build up; (others coming along in the sport)
a time to laugh; (there will be lots of that as stories of the old days flow)
a time to dance; (celebration always calls for dancing for us)
a time to embrace, (as we all exclaim, “you haven’t changed a bit.”)
a time to get, (honor for a job well-done)
a time to keep, (in his memory)
a time to speak; (as he accepts a recognition, much deserved)
A time to love, (and remember the sport that has been such a big part of his life since 1975)

A great time for a whirlwind trip down memory lane.

Living a life of abunDANCE in the midst of…..

5/26/10……..was the “talk” that I gave April 20,2010 ---sharing the blessing of my cancer journey. It was a talk to encourage others to learn to D. A. N. C. E. in the midst of whatever struggle they find themselves. 

In a way it was also a big thank you to all who so ministered to me along the way. Had it not been for you and others in the land of the living, I would have despaired. (Psalm 27)
Several folks have asked how to “listen” to my talk. It is now on-line. I have not listened to it but several people last week told me that they could access it.

If you click on the link below, it will take you to the podcasts. When you get to that site, Women’s Ministry Podcast should be visible with the title, date my name etc. You can click the right arrow to begin listening or download to your computer to listen later. There is a mission report in the first part so you can skip to the “talk” by moving the cursor along the “playing line” to about 14:00 for the intro. Let me know if these directions work, or not.

http://www.firstevan.com/podcast/

I hope you “dance.”

ONUS…….

5/24/10….is synonymous with responsibility, burden, obligation and duty. These synonyms/words whir in my head---when I blame myself as I succumb once again to the tyranny of the urgent. I tend to take all responsibilities seriously, even if they aren’t solely mine.

Bearing an onus for the wrong reasons----like seeking recognition or for the approval of others---is self-inflicted misery. There will never be enough rewards or pats on the back to endure that kind of burden. It’s just wearisome. Bearing an onus alone is cumbersome and tiresome as well.

When the onus….is “on us”---just us, it’s a burden indeed. The “good news” is, just that, good news. Scripture tells us that we have a burden bearer. We can come to Him daily with our burdens of concern. We just have to approach Him and allow Him to bear our burdens. Then He gives us rest. What an exchange! As we then take His yoke that is “lined with love,” (Matthew Henry) we find ease and deliverance from, the often fruitless, cares/burdens of the world.

Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and YOU WILL FIND REST FOR YOUR SOULS.  For My yoke is easy and My burden is light. (Matthew 11:28)

DREAD is not dead………….

5/23/10………..”it’s” still living in my head. I use the gender-neutral pronoun, it, because I’m not sure how else to classify a monster. I have this “dread” monster in my life. Just ask Larry. Sometimes it’s hard to keep “it” at bay especially when stressed or extremely tired---both together become one gigantic joy robber. My head actually feels full and heavy as if it could explode---too tired to even think clearly. That could be a result of my ebbing "end of the school year" energy.
I haven’t even quite closed out of school yet and already I’m overwhelmed by all the “undones” of the summer schedule. Why can’t I embrace the joy of time off for family and friends? Where is the joyful anticipation? Larry’s celebration/honor, 2 destination “family” weddings, trips with friends, art camp and birthday parties at 1152. I think I’m still that Mother Duck that Dr. Stenberg dubbed me---the one situated on the placid water "who is actually paddling like hell underneath to keep all her “ducks” afloat."

Why would I have any feelings of dread about a summer so full and glorious? I am actually fearful, as I “look down the road” of getting it all done----done in a timely manner and done “right”---which to me translates to perfect, which I know is impossible. I just want to do all things for all people and not disappoint. I feel so incapable.

Hmmm……….”looking down the road.” I know better. “What if’s” are a major character trait of DM. (dread monster) Looking down the road instead of looking up----wrong focal point, Dotsy.

I need to allow His power to strengthen me and work within me.
I need to quit resurrecting the dread!

Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly beyond all that we ask or think, according to the power that works within us, (Ephesians 3:20)

She who reads………

5/20/10….that’s what my night shirt says. I love that nightshirt. It was a gift from a dear bud. I had seen it in a book shop (imagine that) in Mount Dora when visiting the Henizes. I was just too “cheap” to buy it for myself. Is that a kind of ascetic self-denial or some sort of flagellation for frugal folk?
Later, JoLynn visited Aunt Marge and Uncle Larry and bought that very nightshirt for me---unbeknownst to her, the one I had so wanted. What a gift.
Other indicators also dub me as a reader.

• “So many books—So little time “ sweatshirt gift from Nancy S.
• 4 books going at once
• audio books accompanying my drive to work each morning
• wooden card catalog cabinet as furniture
• stacks of books here there and everywhere---even by the tub
• considering Borders Bookstore a great destination for date night
• making detours on road tips to visit libraries
• souvenir bookmarks
• a trip highlight = viewing AA Milne, “Winnie the Pooh” manuscript
• holding books and the smell of old leather books = delight for me---thus WRD (wireless reading devices) like a Kindle or Sony E-Reader, don’t appeal to me.

I love to be read to as well. That’s why I have CDs of audio books stacked on the passenger seat and floorboard of my “old lady Cadillac.”

One year, Larry took on the project of reading the Bible aloud to me from Genesis to Revelation. He knows I am a “hopscotcher” when it comes to reading the Bible, hopping here and there but usually returning over and over to favorite passages---where I put down both feet and rest. Thus, I had never personally read the Bible cover to cover. Still haven’t, but now I’ve had it read aloud to me and what a treat that was.

When we visit Larry and Marge in the mountains, one of our favorite parts is when “Uncle” Larry reads aloud to us all as we sit around the table after dinner. An unforgettable experience.

Books and reading aloud have provided many memorable experiences in my life. Thus, I, as many librarians, envision heaven to be a lot like the Wren Library at Trinity College in Cambridge, England----tables with shaded lamps and revolving bookstands---God, the Head Librarian---the Word, Himself, would be there so all would be right with the world.

Yet, this pleasure which I love, can be tiresome---I feel compelled to finish every book I start (though doing a little better in this area) and can check out way too many books at once to finish in the week due date/time constraint, imposed by the library system, on newly published books. (My frugal budget doesn't include "fines.") Even my stack of devotional books can be overwhelming. Yet it’s so hard to resist the latest Sarah Young book published in that genre. Just like it can be beneficial to know what time it is---taking that to an obsession can wear on one’s nerves and be taxing emotionally, so can an obsession with books. It can even translate to the physical---ever lost sleep because you just couldn’t put the book down? I just want to be “she who reads” not she who obsesses about reading. Guess what, that’s scriptural!

But beyond this, my son, be warned: the writing of many books is endless, and excessive devotion to books is wearying to the body. The conclusion, when all has been heard, is: fear God and keep His commandments, because this applies to every person. (Ecclesiastes 12:12-13)

Time compulsive……

5/18/10 …..not a very endearing term. Probably because it’s part of OCD behavior which, as we all know, is a mental disorder. But it’s one of those anxiety-producing flaws in my character that really comes forth when I’m stressed
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Even when I’m not stressed, I think differently than others. For me, event arrival means reach your destination 5 minutes early. For my hubby it means depart for the event at the event starting time. When traveling, I usually wear my watch to bed and have a flashlight nearby so I can see time without disturbing others. Even my travel photos, have town clocks front and center. I especially love clock towers; they usually have the time on all 4 sides. Plus, these pix document my trip in a “timely” manner.

I am a somewhat judicious woman which can be a good thing but……time-compulsion carries that to an extreme. That’s not a good thing and often robs me of my joy! (Not to mention what it does to my nearest and dearest.)

So…..in order to make the most of my time with out it decimating me, I’ve decided to work on redeeming my time and quantifying it in God’s terms.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-11 is a good starting point. I especially like verse 4 because God’s word acknowledges that there is even “a time to dance.” I don’t see a time for anxiety or rushing---but I do see “a time for peace.” I think I need to set my clock by God’s time, not my time.

“He has made everything appropriate in its time”---I don’t think time-compulsion is appropriate.