Waking Up and Awakening to Listening

Early this morning in our tree-shaded, ivy-covered, peacefully nestled home, I awoke to —

HAMMERING!

BANGING!

SA-A-A-WWWING!

It sounded like it was right in our backyard! I got out of bed, stared with my blurry, nearsighted eyes into the back yard from our upstairs window, and deemed nothing out of place.

Once dressed and downstairs, our dog and I explored the neighborhood. Sure, there were sounds, but they weren’t coming from our backyard at all. In fact, they were coming from a house that was being renovated down the street from the FRONT of our house! Activity hammered, banged, and sawed on every side of that house!

Sound is a funny thing, isn’t it? It can echo seamlessly around corners, under branches, up hillsides and behind bushes. Sometimes it takes a time to reach our ears. Determining exactly where it originates is sometimes a mystery.

Listening to the voice of God can be like that, I think. Sometimes I hear Him loud and clear and there is no question in my mind of his heart-piercing message. Other times, I’m not so sure, not so certain…

I was once in a wonderful class on prayer and the Psalms taught by a minister-friend of ours. Among the points I remember from that class is one insight he shared:

Sometimes awakening in the night isn’t just awakening in the night; it’s a time to meet with God.

What if we looked at all interruptions, all detours,

all misdirections like that?

If God is with us all the time, which–in Christ–He is, according to Matthew 28:20,

And behold, I am with you always, even to the end of the age,

and if He plans our way, orders our days, determines our steps, as He does according to Psalm 37:23,

The steps of a man are ordered by the LORD, when he delights in His way

as well as in Psalm 31:14 and 15:

You are my God; my times are in your hand

and in Psalm 23:4:

Even though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil, for You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me,

Then He does seek communion with us at all times.

So, let’s see that red light during our commute as a call to stop whatever keeps us from peaceful trust in His sovereignty in our lives. Let’s just lay it down like the painted lane divider right on the asphalt. May we answer the baby’s midnight cry as a time to comfort that little one and be comforted over our deepest fears by our heavenly Father. Let’s watch the clear water in the sink pour over sudsy, dirty dishes or in the driveway over a sudsy, dirty car and may it remind us of God’s full washing away of our sins in Christ. Let’s thank Him and praise Him as that water runs clear.

Remember our Savior has a purpose for us, and He even has a purpose for the pauses of our day:

May our days and nights be communion with Christ.

 

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In Hot Water?

Have you ever felt like you’re about to be in hot water? You know that feeling: Your name’s about to be called or all eyes are on you or you’re plunging headfirst into img_3174uncharted territory. There’s a sinking feeling in the pit of your stomach. Your breathing repetitions increase. A seemingly logical dread swamps your thinking.

And then nothing bad happens.

Or maybe something bad does happen.

Whichever outcome, there’s hope in Psalm 51, verses 11 and 12.

In this deeply repentant song, we see David’s heart–repentant, sorrowful, honest. And talk about deep water. David’s deep water incident had just become known to the prophet, Nathan, and Nathan had just confronted David with his sin with Bathsheba. David felt very humbled and very convicted that he had sinned against God. Click on the blue link and you can read the whole tragic story narrated in 2 Samuel 11 and 12.

Now let’s look back at Psalm 51. In verse 1, David opens with a searing cry for mercy based on the steadfast love of God.

“Have mercy on me, O God, according to your steadfast love; according to your abundant mercy blot out my transgressions. Wash me thoroughly from my iniquity and cleanse me from my sin!”

Have you ever cried out for mercy in the middle of that hot water moment? I certainly have. Sometimes it’s been through tears. Sometimes it’s been with eyes wide open. Mercy. Lord, have mercy on me.

Now let’s look further down the chapter at verse 12.

“Restore to me the joy of your salvation, and uphold me with a willing spirit.”

Isn’t our greatest plea for mercy answered most wholly with restoration? And the most wonderful restoration of all, which is the restoration of the joy from God’s salvation. We see that joy of God’s salvation in Jesus Christ. Acts 4:12 and numerous other  New Testament verses attest to that. The latter half of the verse asks God to grant us a willing spirit to bolster us on. How can we be assured of that?

We just have to read verse 17. Here, David illustrates the sacrifice that pleases God, and shows his heart of hope:

“The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit, a broken and contrite heart, O God, you will not despise.”

When we have those moments  when we’re about to fall into that pot of boiling water, so to speak, or even trials of more temperate natures, a broken and contrite heart and a sincere prayer to be upheld and given a willing spirit, is heard by the God of lovingkindness and steadfast love. Our broken spirit, our broken and contrite, sorrowful heart is the evidence of and the reason for our cry for mercy. And it is answered in the restoration of forgiveness and the assurance of joy that comes from knowing Christ, our salvation.

Then, we might just realize anew that God can bring something good even out of boiling water trials. (img_3175Remember James 1 and Romans 8:28?) Sure, our dinner was tasty, but I mean something more. Deeper faith. Wisdom. Remembering God is good and faithful even in hot water times. Remembering Jesus Christ is our deepest, truest joy in all times.

 

Hitting the Nail on the Head, so to speak

Each morning–or honestly I should say, most mornings or at night!–I read a short devotional from Life-Changing Moments with God: Praying Scripture Every Day by David Jeremiah. Each day’s reading begins with a succinct summation IMG_3161followed by a compilation of verses from the Bible and closes with a short prayer and then the verse references.

This morning? Do you see that hammer? Well, the reading today left me amazed and humbled at yet another time when God’s Word makes a direct hit on the tenuous, weak spot in my heart. I won’t go into all the details; the details aren’t really what’s important. What’s important is. . .

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Recycling: It’s Not Always What It Seems

Early in the evening the other day, I headed over to our town’s area recycling center. The back of our Subaru Outback was filled with three overflowing bins. One held plastic, a second held paper, and the third held a combination of steel, glass, and aluminum. I’d made the trip many times before and it was always pretty straightforward. Therefore, I fully expected to unload and sort the recyclables and be back home before dark.

Well, remember that verse in Proverbs, “The heart of man plans his way, but the LORD establishes his steps”? (16:9) In a nutshell, that’s what happened! (more…)

Imprints and Other Images

Think way back–or to last week if you’re still in school! Remember finding the author, publisher, place of publication, and date for the book you were using for that pesky bibliography? These days, it’s easy to plug in the info on an auto-formatting site, but you still need to have the info.

That info is called an imprint. It’s the information about the maker–the one who causes something to exist, to be, and defines its being.

The other day, I had a run-in with a different imprint maker, deep in the heart of an upstairs closet. There I was, sitting on the floor, pushing aside hanging clothes. and rearranging heavy bins. Suddenly, something bright caught my eye.

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More than Just Snow

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Have you ever had one of those busy days where events were blocked out in hour to two hour segments all through the day? A day when you arranged meetings, appointments, and errands in such a way that they would all fit seamlessly into one day, in one beautifully smooth orchestration?
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