Feb 12, 2010 | Stories, The Good Word
Numbers 13 tells the (perhaps familiar) story of the twelve spies going to check out the Promised Land. Very Mission Impossible-esque. Uh, minus the technology. They went for forty days, north, south, east and west, and checked out the land that God had promised to give them. They discovered God had promised them very good land! They also got a good look at the people living there.
Ten of them came back with a report of fear, and expressed a desire to back down from taking the land. “We’re like grasshoppers, and the people living there are like giants! eeeee!” Two of them came back with a word of faith. Caleb said:
“Let us go up at once and take possession, for we are well able to overcome it!â€
Are your circumstances making you feel this big?
Isn’t it remarkable that all twelve of them saw the same land, the same people, the same fruit, the same good stuff promised by God, and yet they came away from seeing the exact same thing with different perspectives? Out of the twelve, only Joshua and Caleb expressed a desire to trust God in His ability to deliver the land He’d promised His people.
The truth is, we have the same opportunity every day, with every situation we face. Fear and faith are attitudes we choose between when we view our circumstances. How we perceive each situation we find ourselves in will determine our action, our reaction, or our inaction. We can choose to see a struggle ahead of us, a dead end/no-thru zone, or we can look with eyes of faith and see an opportunity for our God, the God who is very able, to come through on our behalf.
Are you in a situation right now where you have to look with eyes of faith in the face of something that would instead cause fear? Are you hard-pressed and uncertain of how you’re going to make it through? Look to the Creator who loves you and wants a relationship with you. Bring your concerns to Him. Pray for Him to deliver you, then trust Him and wait for Him to move, or to tell you how to move. God is most certainly bigger than any situation we ever face. He is always able to deliver us. We have to choose to move forward in faith, and to put our trust in Him.
The Sermon in a Nutshell: Every day you have the choice to be one of the ten, or one of the two. You can choose to have faith in God when your circumstances don’t look so good, or you can choose to fear and back down, and not receive what God has promised you. Choose to believe!!
Feb 9, 2010 | Stories, Travel..ling Tuesdays
Happy Tuesday! I hope your week is going well so far. In our neck of the woods, more specifically in the Cape region, there are lots of fires going on… Apparently in at least seven different places at the moment. Don’t worry, none of them are very near us, and we live on a harbour, so I think we’re safe. But I was hoping to catch a few shots for you that might demonstrate the strange haziness floating around today.
Most of the fires burning right now are regular occurrences in this area. They clear the bush and open up seeds that give new fynbos the opportunity to grow. They do unfortunately also destroy homes and businesses in the process. (Some of our friends lost everything they owned, except their car and fortunately their dog, a few years ago when a fire on the nearby mountains sent an ember or two in the direction of their thatched roof.)
You’ve probably heard it pointed out before that some of the most amazing trees — like the ginormous sequoias on the west coast in the US, are the result of forest fires. The pods their seeds are held inside only open under immense pressure — the heat of a forest fire. I think that speaks volumes about life in general, but this is Travelling Tuesday, so I’ll keep it light and leave you to think about it. Â On to the pictures.
You may recall the picture from our balcony, which I shared just after we moved in… (click here to see it — sorry, I couldn’t find it in my photo library!) This is the view from our balcony today:
You may also remember a picture of a fisherman, where you can see the mountains on the Cape peninsula in the distance:
This is the same spot today… The mountains have disappeared!
On my way to grab these TT shots to share with you, I discovered a guinea fowl Mom and Pops with their wee chicks and had to take photos. If you’re not familiar with guinea fowl, they’re a bit of a ninnymuggins type of bird (but don’t think I’m getting too proud — sheep are not very bright and the Lord compares us with sheep all the time!) They only fly for short distances, have a really awkward run, and are notoriously good at running out into the road to do damage to your car. If you want to try to eat one, you put it in a stewing pot with a brick, and let it stew and stew for ages. Then you take the guinea fowl out of the pot and eat the brick.
They’re not so pretty when they’re all growed up, but they are adorable as little chicks:
I rather like polka dots, so despite the funny blue heads, I still think the grown-ups are pretty. But mostly if admired from a distance. I kinda felt like this one was telling me to go away!
But they’re so cute I needed a few more shots!
Fire and fowl… That’s a slice of life ’round these parts today. 🙂 I hope things are well with you, and that the road rises to meet you wherever your journey takes you next!
Feb 8, 2010 | Stories, The Good Word
I’m sorry all has been quiet on the blogging front for a few days! Sometimes the food you’re cooking needs to stew in the pot for a little while longer before it’s ready to eat. And sometimes I think it’s better to let my thoughts stew a little longer before they come to the table! Things are well and I have lots of good stuff to share with you, including pictures of the new photos nicely hung in our flat, and some other craftyness we got up to on Saturday! YAY!
Anywho, I was reading in Numbers 7 the other morning, and let’s be honest, it’s one of those repetitive chapters that you might be tempted to skip over because you’re just reading the same thing over and over again. The people of God are still in the wilderness, and Moses has just finished setting up the tabernacle. It’s anointed and consecrated, including all its furnishings, and it’s time for the leaders of each of the tribes of Israel to make an offering.
Each day for twelve days, one of the leaders brings an offering to the Lord: a silver platter and a silver bowl with fine flour and oil, a gold pan full of incense, a young bull, a ram, and male lamb in its first year, a kid of the goats, and then two oxen, five rams, five male goats, five male lambs, and a partridge in a pear tree. Okay so that last part was a joke. The next day, the next leader in line brings his offering. And guess what? It’s exactly the same. And so on and so on for twelve days.
The part that might lose you is the fact that even though each leader, each day brought the exact same offering, each leader’s offering is still listed out. Including how much the silver platters and bowls and gold pans weighed, the age of the animals being offered, and the type of offering each thing represented. It’s written Exactly the same. Exactly the same. Exactly the same. Times twelve.
Sometimes I like to think about why something would be listed like that, twelve times in a row, instead of just writing “and everybody gave the same thing and that was good, and at the end of it, the Lord was pleased and so He talked to Moses.†You know, this system of offerings was a type and shadow of Jesus — it was basically foreshadowing the perfect sacrifice that was ultimately going to be made which would cleanse us of our sins once and for all.
If you think about it, each of the tribes of Israel was different. Some were considered more honourable because they descended from Jacob’s wives instead of his concubines. The firstborn and the biggest were usually honoured. The people of Israel remembered the personalities of each of the sons of Jacob who became those twelve tribes. I think they perhaps developed reputations as a result.
Based on this, it might be expected that the big tribes, because they were big tribes, would like to bring greater offerings. Or perhaps the smaller ones who gave later in the sequence during those twelve days would like to try to out-give the bigger tribes, to demonstrate more devotion to the Lord. But it seems like no one was really playing around — the same sacrifice was made for everyone. Tough or timid, great or small…the list was listed again, exactly the same. Exactly the same. Times twelve.
What can we glean from this tidbit of interest? Among the many lessons, I think there is the simple fact that Jesus is our perfect offering. Once and for all. We don’t need to try to bring anything before God besides Jesus. We don’t need to try to point to our good works as a demonstration of our worthiness for salvation (although I think it’s important to do the will of God, and the works He has planned for us to walk in.) When we come before God, we don’t need to drag ourselves through the mud on our knees to get there, and we don’t need to feel like we should be working our way into His presence. We have boldness and confident access because we all have exactly the same sacrifice to bring to God: we are coming through the sacrifice Jesus made for us.
And this the Good News. Even if you feel like you’ve done too many wrong things to be accepted by God, you still only need the exact same sacrifice as everyone else — Jesus. And if you feel like you’ve done quite well with your life and you’ve pleased God and probably deserve salvation a little more than everybody else, this is a good reminder that you also need Jesus, just like everybody else. And I suppose that’s a lesson worth talking about, over and over again. And I suppose that’s a lesson worth talking about, over and over again.
The Sermon in a Nutshell: All of us…all of us always need Jesus. He is the complete, whole and perfect sacrifice for you, for me, and for everyone.
Feb 3, 2010 | South Africa, Stories, The Good Word
We’re in a season of being very careful with our finances at the moment. I hope even when we are in seasons in the future where things aren’t so tight that we continue to put into practice the things we’re learning now. We’re thinking about the way we spend God’s money (since it’s all His) in light of eternity, and living in a more and more disciplined way, so that we can give more away. We hope to keep living like this for the rest of our lives.
Something all of this has been teaching me is patience. It seems like before I left the States, when I was working a 9 to 5, if I wanted something, I went out and bought it. I didn’t think much about it, unless it was really expensive. I hadn’t really submitted my finances to God’s leading. Now that we’re here, and in such a different situation, I’m careful about my spending. We are living on a budget to cover the bare necessities, and we trust God for what we need beyond that.
One thing I’ve committed to the Lord is the desire to make our flat feel more like home, and to decorate, despite the fact that it’s not really in the budget for me to do so. I just trusted the Lord to provide as He saw fit. I wanted to print out some pictures to help spruce things up a few weeks ago, so I picked some that I thought would be great and went to the Kodak picture maker at the grocery store. I was eager to get way more pictures than I needed, and fell back into the old mindset of spending without really thinking. The machine printed out a receipt, which I handed to Mark. He was going to wait with the Bear for the photos to print while I finished the shopping. A few minutes later Mark came over, because the machine wasn’t working. We began to discuss the photos being printed.  I realised I had just attempted to print out way more pictures than I needed, and we would’ve had to pay more money than we really had for this non-essential. Fortunately, the machine was broken and wasn’t going to print the pictures anyway! I got a second chance, and just chose two or three favourites, and went through the cropping and printing process again. The second time around, the machine was still broken and wouldn’t print. I was really discouraged and kind of wanted to give up.
There are new photos in these frames now!
We decided to go the pharmacy across the parking lot that also had a picture printer, and I printed out the two photos I really wanted, and that was it. I planned on just finding old photos to fill the other frames, and I used creative means to fill in the gaps for one photo that was too small for the frame. Â I felt good about ‘making due’ and not going overboard, but part of me still would’ve liked some good pictures of the Bear (instead of the old ones of Hero Hubby and me) to go in the frames.
I promise I’m getting somewhere! So, yesterday the Bear and I went across the street to the grocery store to get a few essentials. I ran back to switch one item for another while we were at the checkout, and some of the ladies who bag the groceries were smiling and playing with the Bear. After I finished paying and got things packed into the pram (stroller) to head back home, one of the ‘bag ladies’ came up to me and started saying something in Afrikaans. I apologised that I couldn’t speak Afrikaans, and she repeated herself in English: There are photos of the baby over there.
I went to the cigarette/lottery ticket/customer service counter, and another lady produced these absolutely beautiful photos of the Bear. (The photos I wanted had printed out when they fixed the machine.) They showed me each of them and another lady literally grinned as she held each one up that she liked! I think they’d looked through them a few times. 🙂 Â My heart was sore because I knew I didn’t need to spend money to buy them all. We don’t really have it to spend. I asked if they were going to throw them away if I couldn’t buy them, and explained that I had already printed out two of them at another store and I didn’t really have the money to buy them all. The lady behind the register said I would have to buy them or they’d throw them away, but the other two ladies also looking at the pictures said they couldn’t throw them away because they were just too beautiful. They started speaking to the lady behind the till in Afrikaans, and then one of them said:
“Do you have 15 Rand?”
15 Rand is less than $2 or about £1.20, and is less than a third of the original price. I definitely could spare that much for those gorgeous photos!! I was overjoyed when they rang me up and almost in tears on the way home.
Just a few days ago, I was thinking about a story a friend of mine shared at a Bible study I attended years ago. She was talking about how her family’s finances were very tight and she couldn’t really afford to buy makeup. She’d given this concern to the Lord, because she always wore makeup and it was really difficult for her. Shortly afterwards, someone showed up on her doorstep with makeup. We all rejoiced at God’s goodness.
When I remembered that story, I asked the Lord, “Lord do you really care about that kind of stuff? I know you do. Sometimes it’s hard to believe I guess.” And yesterday, He showed up with my “makeup” and it blessed my socks off. We serve such an amazing God. And He does sweat the small stuff — He is intimately acquainted with our ways. In His timing (this is where the patience comes in) He supplies in His exceeding abundance.
The Sermon in a Nutshell: Bring your cares to the Lord, the big ones and the small ones, and trust that with patience, in His perfect timing, He will supply your every need, with exceeding abundance!
Jan 27, 2010 | Stories, The Good Word
This morning as I was preparing to spend time with the Lord, I’d already written down a few things and looked at a few Scriptures that were on my mind. Very appropriately, one of them was James 1: 22, But be doers of the word, and not hearers only, deceiving yourselves. As I prepared to read the chapters in the Robert Murray M’Cheyne Bible Reading Plan I’ve mentioned to you before, I just took a moment to ask the Lord if there was anything in the way, inhibiting my ability to connect with Him and hear from Him.
I think our sins separate us from the Lord and cloud our ability to hear clearly. It’s as if we’re one of those boxy old boomboxes and sin causes us to push down and close up our antennas. Since I was about to dive into another chapter in Leviticus I felt it especially important to make sure all lines of communication were open! Anyway, the next thought in my mind was the poor attitude I’d had in the kitchen in an interaction with my Hero Hubby just a few moments earlier. I asked the Lord for forgiveness and promptly got up, went to the living room where HH was and asked for his forgiveness, too. He forgave me, and asked for forgiveness as well.
Friends, all I can say is that there is just such a beautiful joy in obeying the Word of God, and asking for forgiveness, from Him and from others for the big and the small. Even though I have to do it on a regular basis, and it takes humility and effort, it brings such joy. I was a bit teary-eyed as I gave my Hero Hubby a kiss and headed back to the bedroom to continue getting into the Word. What joy there is when we are at peace with one another!
The Sermon in a Nutshell: Ask for forgiveness, and genuinely seek it. Forgive others, as you would want to be forgiven. This may be a lesson we learned in our childhood, but still it’s one of the most relevant rules for us to live by day in and day out.
Jan 21, 2010 | Baby Photos, Stories, The Good Word
In some ways I’ve been experiencing a sort of spiritual renaissance lately. I think there is something really significant about going through trials, learning to trust God and count it all joy. Plus, I’ve just been challenged, as I may have shared with you, that if I want to be real about anything, I want to be real about seeking and loving God.
One little tidbit of delight that has been bringing me joy lately has sprung out of my continued realisation that the Lord really loves me. As I shared with you at New Year’s, I’ve been allowing myself to soak that in, and really believe it all over again. And as a result I am reminded of so many beautiful truths. The Lord loved me long before I loved Him. The Lord loved me before I even knew what love was. He knit me together in my mother’s womb, and He gave me a great mother, so He really must’ve loved me even then! 😉
In response to this love, instead of saying “I love you, Lord†in prayers and quiet moments here and there, I’ve often been saying “I love You, too.†This simple sentence is such a beautiful reminder to my soul that I love the Lord because He first loved me. And that I’m only able to love Him because He already loves me, and has put His love in me.
I can't wait to hear an "I love you, too" from this little guy. I wonder if that's how the Lord feels about us.
It just feels different to say “I love you, too†no matter whom you’re saying it to. The first statement, “I love you†feels like you’re taking the action and onus on yourself — to profess love, to point out something you are doing or feeling or being, and you might often say it without really knowing whether the other person will also say it in response. It can be a bit risky, hey? But “I love you, too†says “I know you love me. I am glad you love me. I am happy to be in your love, and I am responding to your love with love.â€
At the moment it occasionally feels like a tiny revolution in my heart, to constantly remind myself that I am loved by God, as I tell Him I love Him (too). And although it may not feel that way forever, as we are created beings which tend to tire of doing something a certain way (shouldn’t we be thankful for seasons and time and all the changes the Lord has given us, since we are the way we are!?) I thought I would nevertheless share this potential tiny revolution with you, in case it would stir your heart to be reminded of the goodness of God toward you. He already loves you. Very much. I hope it causes you to worship, to be so very glad, and to love Him, too.
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