Thursday, August 4, 2011

heavenly lights or shifting shadows?

God does not change.  He is sovereign and constant, yesterday, today, eternally.  This is an important thing to write upon the tablet of your heart.  Beware the shifting shadows.

"Test the spirits," the bible says.  "Hold fast to what is fine." 

Open our eyes, Lord.  Make us aware of what is constant and what is a shifting shadow.  Your discernment we seek.

Thursday morning...

Not going in to the office until 10 today.  The work load has eased up a bit which is good for the stress level but not for our P&L.  Gives me time to get down to the courthouse and dig through the old books in the dungeon too.  When I get to work, my boss is leaving and taking the rest of the week off.  This is the most quiet it's been in a long time.  Too hot for real estate.
My job is a blessing to me, truly a gift from God.  I told papergirl years ago that my goal was a stress free life.  God has provided all that is needed for the attainment of that goal.  My social contact is minimal.  I have a dear friend/teammate/co-worker/co-conspirator/sister/daughter/boss that I love to spend my days with.  And she cooks for me too!  And I have a magic jug that refills itself with green tea whenever she is in the office.  How great is that? 
Lovin' God's Gifts!!!!
Luke 11:13
If you then, though you are evil, know how to give good gifts to your children, how much more will your Father in heaven give the Holy Spirit to those who ask him!”

James 1:17
Every good and perfect gift is from above, coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, who does not change like shifting shadows.
God speed.

a heavy heart....

What spirit is this that presses upon my heart the burdens of this world? 

 

Matthew 11:28-30


   28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 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. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”

 

op·press

1.  to burden with cruel or unjust impositions or restraints; subject to a burdensome or harsh exercise of authority or power: a people oppressed by totalitarianism.

2.   to lie heavily upon (the mind, a person, etc.): Care and sorrow oppressed them.

3.   to weigh down, as sleep or weariness does.

 

Sunday, July 10, 2011

Love and faithfulness...

Proverbs 3:3 says, "Let love and faithfulness never leave you; bind them around your neck, write them on the tablet of your heart."

'Write them on the tablet of your heart.'  I love that. 

So I searched 'love' first at dictionary.com, curious as to how the world officially defines it.  I should not have been surprised by what I discovered, but was nonetheless. 

love:  noun, verb, loved, lov·ing.

1.  a profoundly tender, passionate affection for another person.
2.  a feeling of warm personal attachment or deep affection, as for a parent, child, or friend.
3.  sexual passion or desire.

 The first two are warm and fuzzy enough, I suppose.  But #3?  Come on.  Sexual passion and desire are not love.  They are the manifestation of love for some, but in the world today, I doubt there are many of those to be found. 

God is love.  Take God out of the picture of the universe and you take out love.  Allow God to write upon the tablet of your heart.  :)

So how does the world define faithfulness?

faith·ful –adjective

1. strict or thorough in the performance of duty: a faithful worker.
2. true to one's word, promises, vows, etc.
3. steady in allegiance or affection; loyal; constant: faithful friends.

Saturday, July 9, 2011

More to Life

Six months later.  There is definitely so much more to life than that.  God has given me a fresh revelation of Himself, His word, and the redemptive power of His love for us.

On May 28, 2011 I danced at my daughter's wedding.  I cannot remember a day in my life when I ever felt so carefree and unburdened.  Not once throughout all the days of my anticipation of this event did I imagine the impact it would have upon my spirit.  Twice in my life I have heard God speak to my heart and say "Well done."  This was the second time.  (The first is a story for another day.)  The revelation and realization of God's sovereignty has set me awestruck anew. 

"Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me."

He revealed to me all that is lasting and lingers longer than a feast and a celebratory welcome home.

Wednesday, January 19, 2011

Spiraling downward...

Ten years have passed since my last major depressive episode, and MAJOR it was.  The temptation to just allow myself to sink back into it is very compelling.  There's the old familiarity again.  This I know all too well.  The hopelessness and worthlessness beckon me into their embrace.  There are two of me now.  The sensible and responsible side that knows I should go see a shrink before I lose control.  Close beside her is the sad little girl who just longs for someone to pick her up and hold her close and say, "You are safe.  I'll take care of you and make everything ok.  You can trust me."  Fat chance of that, huh?  lol

I opened up a bit to my daughter last night knowing that it would only make things worse.  The tears haven't stopped since.  I applied heavier than usual eye makeup this morning in an attempt to cover up my swollen eyes.  Problem is that the tears keep washing it away.  How can I get out and face the world today?  The same way I always have, just keep putting one foot in front of the other.

There has to be more to life than this.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

A new year

2011 is here.  The new year arrived full of fun, laughter and hope of new and exciting things to come - a momentary illusion.  Inevitably the cloud pressed in upon me once again.  Depression.  Sucks.  Three days into the new year and my life has returned to status quo.  Although I know that I am the only one that can change my circumstances, I feel powerless to do so.  Familiarity is comfortable regardless of how uncomfortable it is.  Four days passed and I didn't leave the house.  I haven't been back to church.  My heart is rebellious.  Perhaps this is my wilderness experience?  Or is that just another excuse to stay in my comfort zone though I find no comfort there?