Just Be Held…

First of all I will say up front, these are not my words.  At least the song is not.  I say that for one person in particular and they know who they are.  However, I have felt this song has been something God wanted me to hear today.  It seems to be everywhere I go. It is on my mind.  I had to stop and listen to it in its entirety.  There are so many things I could take and write from the lyrics.  There are concepts and analogies….but right now, I just wanted to post it because I believe I need to remember it today and look back on it as part of my journey.  I don’t know all the significance it will have, but I know there will be some.

God is good about placing lyrics in my head that sing through to my heart when I don’t know what to say to Him, or how to pray.  He lets me know He already knows. He is kind and loving like that.  He is close today and He is talking…even if it is through the lyrics to a song that He gave to someone else.

Until next time,

C.

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How much more…

I have tried very hard to write a blog post this evening…but I can’t.  I can’t find the words to express what I want to express.  I spent most of the evening sitting here in the recliner and listening to old Southern Gospel songs and crying.  It wasn’t a really sad crying, but one stemming from memories. They are good memories, but they involve those who have gone on to heaven and listening to these songs only makes my heart long for heaven, too.

I have tried to grasp how much God loves me. The only guidance I have is Scripture…and songs written from Scripture. Tonight, I listened to one of those songs that was written based on Scriptures brought to mind after a church service…or at least, that is the testimony Rusty Goodman gave after he sang the song. I wanted to share it with you because it says what I cannot say…

I hope you will remind yourself as I am reminding myself tonight, how much more God loves you than you can even begin to comprehend.  Here is the song:

How Much More…

If he knows when a robin falls from his nest

And he grieves… when he sees it die

If he kisses the rose, with the morning mist

How much more, does he love you and I?

If he cares for the lilies, in an open field

And caresses each petal with dew

If he acknowledges a tree

When the winds make it kneel

How much more does he love me and you?

If he takes out the tide

Turns the desert from its dry

And carves out mighty rivers to sea

Just to give a little brim

One more place to swim

Then I wonder

How much more

Does he love you and me?

If he’s prepared a place

For all that has been

I’ve been told and believe it’s true

He’s preparing me a place

I cannot comprehend

That’s how much

He really loves me and you

How much more than a fragrant rose

That he gives life in the spring

Or does he love me less

Than the little bird

In its nest

That never sowed

Yet he soars on the wing

If he can speak a simple word

And calm an angry wind

“Peace be still.”

He can calm a rolling sea

Then he can speak “Peace be still.”

To the storm that’s within

That’s how much he really loves me

Then he can speak

“Peace be still”

To the storm that’s within

That’s how much God really loves me.

Until next time,

C.

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Take Notice…

Our assigned book for the school year for faculty and staff is The Noticer by Andy Andrews. Over the weekend I read the book and it immediately made me want to head to the Orange Beach area to see if I could spot some of the places in the book, or perhaps run into Jones. I won’t go into details, but if you read the book you will understand.

The point of the book is perspective. We all have a perspective. Sometimes it is not the right perspective, and sometimes it is, but we always view things from our perspective. It is a wonderful book and I would recommend it to anyone wanting to enrich their lives.

With that being said, our theme for this school year is “Take Notice!” With Sidewalk Prophets playing Live Like That (don’t worry I have included the video for you) to our devotionals the first week of faculty in-service, my perspective of things is being chiseled away. Now, that is not to say I am perfect. I am very far from it. I still get stressed. I still have not so good moments. Sometimes I say the wrong thing, or make the wrong choice, but I am trying to notice more and be more aware of others and my surroundings.

This morning something happened that provided me with an excellent reality check. I love Chic Fil A. I love it way too much! It is so convenient for me to drive thru on my way to work. In fact, it has become so familiar that I know the name of the lady who works the early morning drive thru and who takes the orders. I know that is sad, right?!

She is always so friendly and a long time ago we talked and she introduced herself and I introduced myself and now she recognizes me, not only by my voice, but by my order. You see I don’t usually get a biscuit in the morning. I like their sandwiches, so I tell them I want a “chicken biscuit on a bun add pickles.” Yes, I know I am weird. However, that is the way they need it said to them so they will understand what to make. So, that is what I say. It is like a mini sandwich of the same variety that they serve at lunch, only a little less expensive.

Well, last week I drove thru and ordered my sandwich. Mrs. C. recognized me and greeted me by name as she said “It is my pleasure to serve you.” I drove around the building and as I got to the window I heard the other employee say “one chicken bagel with pickles.” I thought she was just reading something wrong because surely Mrs. C. knew what I always ordered. I took the bag and drove on and then I felt inside and instead of the sandwich baggie there was a box. Uh oh.

Yes, I had a chicken bagel with pickles. I don’t like bagels unless you have a whole lot of cream cheese with a bite of bagel. I have TMJ and chewing a bagel almost snaps my jaws out of place. It just gets bigger and bigger as you chew! So, I was not a happy camper. I ate what I could and ended up sort of discarding the bagel and eating the chicken and pickles, but I was not happy. I wondered how Mrs. C. could have gotten my order wrong. That has never happened before and I have been going there for at least three years or more.

I had noticed that Mrs. C. was not always there in the mornings and I took for granted that she was working at another branch since we had one that opened fairly recently and she mentioned that she was helping out. So, when I drove thru today I heard her pleasant voice asking “How may I serve you?” and I began to place my order. It made me happy to know she was at work. I decided I was going to tease her about the bagel and when I got to the window, she was talking into her headset and the other employee was greeting me. I told the other employee to please check and make sure they didn’t give me a bagel. I was half joking, but I really wasn’t looking forward to them messing up the order again. I was just about to tell Mrs. C. that she messed up and tease her when she leaned out the window and said…

I know that you have noticed I haven’t been at work lately. My husband was just diagnosed with cancer and I have been with him.

My heart hit the floor. I am tearing up even as I write this. It broke my heart. This lady that comes to work at 5:30 a.m. and greets hundreds of customers with a cheery voice, is about ninety-nine percent accurate with every order, was taking the time to explain why she hadn’t been at work. The teasing words died on my lips as I looked past that normally cheerful countenance and saw tremendous pain. Instead of opening my mouth to say something about that bagel, I told her that I would be praying for her and her husband. I told her to try to have a good day, and I drove away with my heart broken for her.

And as I drove away, I heard a distinct whisper that reminded me…

Take Notice! Things are not always as they appear. You got the wrong order. She got a husband with cancer. You have been placed in her life for a reason and it is not about chicken. Love her. Check on her. Pray for her. Take notice.

And so, I will…

Things are not always as they seem. Behind that messed up order there may lurk deep heartache. When that cashier is grumpy it may mean they have something horrible going on in their personal life. Instead of being impatient or frustrated, smile and give them a kind word. If they have made a mistake and you have to bring it to their attention, do so in a kind manner.

Ghandi said: “I like your Christ, I do not like your Christians. Your Christians are so unlike your Christ.”

This really hit home with me. When I look in the mirror is there any reason that someone might want what I have, or do I reflect something they want to stay far away from? Tonight I search myself and I question and I am not sure what the answer is at this point, but I know what I want the answer to be going forward.

To those of you who have known me and I have not reflected Christ in my life, I apologize.  One of the things in The Noticer that Jones says is that change begins immediately when you act upon it and you can start from that point. You can talk about it and you can decide to do it, but until you act upon it, it doesn’t take place and it is as if you never even thought about it. I am hoping you will see me acting on it going forward.

Here are the words and the video to the song I mentioned earlier in the blog. This is my prayer:

Live Like That

Sometimes I think
What will people say of me
When I’m only just a memory
When I’m home where my soul belongs

Was I love
When no one else would show up
Was I Jesus to the least of us
Was my worship more than just a song

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I’ll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back

I want to live like that
I want to live like that

Am I proof
That You are who you say You are
That grace can really change a heart
Do I live like Your love is true

People pass
And even if they don’t know my name
Is there evidence that I’ve been changed
When they see me, do they see You

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I’ll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back

I want to live like that
I want to live like that

I want to show the world the love You gave for me
I’m longing for the world to know the glory of the King

I want to live like that
And give it all I have
So that everything I say and do
Points to You

If love is who I am
Then this is where I’ll stand
Recklessly abandoned
Never holding back

I want to live like that
I want to live like that
I want to live like that

 

Until next time,

C.

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It Ain’t Over…

Sometimes we don’t know what to pray.  Sometimes we have prayed until we have no words left.  Sometimes we are so wounded and feel so beaten down that we don’t know what to say. Tonight is one of those nights.  I know in Whom I have believed.  I know He never breaks a promise.  I will wait, but I know the miracle is coming. It ain’t over!

In Jesus’ name!

C.

 

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Monday, Monday….

He tried again today. He just doesn’t give up.

The one to which I refer is the devil or any of his minions. After battling a sinus migraine for all of Sunday, I worked to prepare for work this morning. The pain in my head had eased somewhat, but it lurked in my temples and cheekbones making me aware that it could flare up at any moment.

So, armed with my glasses, some prescriptions in case I had a flare up, and the rest of my gear, I headed out. Since sometimes caffeine tends to soothe a headache, I decided I would drive thru and get a coke. I know it is probably one of the most unhealthy things I could drink and I don’t normally drink them, but today I was only thinking of my headache.

There were not many cars and the line was short, but as I got closer to the window, I began watching the person in the car behind me. It was a younger lady and she was flustered. She was trying to get her make up on and pulling forward while using the rear view mirror to apply mascara. I thought about it for a moment and it seem like someone whispered, “Pay for her breakfast.” So, when I got to the window, I asked the lady if I could pay for the person’s order in the car behind me. She said, “Sure!” and it was done. It wasn’t much…about five dollars, but as I exited the drive thru, I began to pray that somehow in some small way the lady’s day would be blessed and whatever lay ahead for her that she would know that someone cared.

I drove to work with resolve to implement some things that I had thought out over the weekend. There were some things I wanted to change, talk through, ideas to be shared, etc… I walked in and unlocked my office and began my day and within thirty minutes things started to unravel.

It wasn’t just one thing. The headache lingered and some other physical symptoms began to develop. Ideas that once seemed good no longer seemed like they would be the correct approach. Meetings and issues and the general daily activities suddenly seemed overwhelming to me. By mid-morning, I was shaky and I felt I was losing my composure.

I made it through several required duties and then excused myself for the day. I came home to find that I was running a low grade temp and my eyes were burning. Several signs pointed to the fact that I was physically unwell. After trying to work for a bit, I decided I needed to lie down.

I slept for a couple of hours. At this point, I am not sure how long. I just know it was deep sleep and I felt a bit refreshed. I began to take care of some paperwork and other things I had brought home with me, hoping the day wouldn’t be a total loss.

I never thought again about the girl at the restaurant until this evening. I mentioned it to a friend and I told her to beware of random acts of kindness. It seemed like once I paid for the breakfast everything else went downhill. Then, I began to think a little more about it and I wondered if perhaps by caring and praying for that lady and hoping for a blessed day for her if I had brought spiritual warfare on myself?

I don’t know for certain, but maybe she was spared some trial or adversity today and instead it was directed back at me. I know I felt to do that for a reason. I may never know why. Perhaps it was all the physical symptoms affecting me that caused my day to seem overwhelming. Perhaps the devil did not like me reaching out. I choose to think I made him angry or I stirred something up in the spiritual realm because I took a few moments to pray and to reach out.

I don’t know what tomorrow holds, but if there is some way that I can lighten someone else’s burden, I pray that God will allow me to do so…even if it might cause me to have a more difficult day. Maybe tomorrow I will recognize the attack and have a stronger defense.

Until next time,

C.

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My Father’s Eyes…

 

This week has been a whirlwind of preparing for the beginning of the school year, and on Thursday, we had a surprise lunch/meeting at a local restaurant. You may have read my previous post in Sunsets about the physical therapy visit. Little did I know that my uninjured leg would develop issues from that session and after much pain and another doctor visit, to help keep my balance and support my legs, I started using a cane. So, two female co-workers and I carpooled to the restaurant and I decided I didn’t want to have the cane while trying to do a buffet, so they flanked me on both sides like body guards to make sure I didn’t lose my balance. Can I just say I work with great people?!

We headed into the restaurant and they tried to get me to sit down while they fixed my food. I did hand over my drink cup and decided to try and fix a plate of food and I made it to the table and realized I wanted a salad. I saw the salad bar had only shredded lettuce. Now, I don’t know if you are aware of this, but shredded lettuce and other greens have been treated in a chemical wash to keep them from turning brown after they are shredded. I happen to be allergic to this chemical wash, so one of my co-workers asked about other types of lettuce for me. They told her that was the only kind they had.

Well, I decided I would try because at other restaurants they usually mix romaine and other greens with the shred. I walked to the counter and one of the managers came over to assist me. I began to explain that I had an allergy to the chemical wash and asked if they happened to have any other packaged lettuce. I got halfway through my second sentence and he blurted out:

“You have gorgeous eyes!”

Now, those of you who know me also know this is not the kind of remark I know how to respond to and that my face and ears began to slowly catch on fire. The heat spread into my cheeks and I tried to continue to explain my dilemma about the lettuce. He apologized and said they just had no other kind of lettuce and stopped mid-sentence and said:

“My God, your eyes are gorgeous!”

About this time I decided to forget the lettuce because my entire face was on fire and I am sure it was bright red and glowing. I thanked him and moved away from the counter and back to my table. I gave up on the salad and ended up with a few raisins, some pickles, and pineapple. I had to have a moment to compose myself and of course, when I explained to my co-workers they had a great time teasing me. I sat there as the meeting began and slowly cooled down and something whispered inside my head:

“The eyes are windows to the soul.” ~William Shakespeare

The more I thought about it, the more I prayed that what he saw in me was a reflection of Jesus in my eyes. Perhaps he was remarking on the shape or the color of my eyes, or maybe how they were reflected in the blue top I was wearing. I don’t know. That doesn’t matter to me.

I just want people to be able to see Jesus in me. I want my eyes to reflect His work in me and His presence in my life. Maybe that is why it happened. The more it lingered in my thoughts, the more I began to think about an old song Gary Chapman wrote and Amy Grant sang-Father’s Eyes. I thought I would share the words with you:

Father’s Eyes

I may not be every mother’s dream for her little girl
And my face may not grace the mind of everyone in the world
But that’s all right as long as I can have one wish I pray
When people look inside my life, I want to hear them say

[Chorus:]
She’s got her Father’s eyes, her Father’s eyes
Eyes that find the good in things
When good is not around
Eyes that find the source of help
When help just can’t be found
Eyes full of compassion, seeing every pain
Knowin’ what you’re going through, and feeling it the same
Just like my Father’s eyes
My Father’s eyes
My Father’s eyes
Just like my Father’s eyes

And on that day when we will pay for all the deeds we have done
Good and bad they’ll all be had to see by everyone
And when you’re called to stand and tell just what you saw in me
More than anything I know, I want your words to be…
She’s got her Father’s eyes, her Father’s eyes
Eyes that find the good in things
When good is not around
Eyes that find the source of help
When help just can’t be found
Eyes full of compassion, seeing every pain
Knowin’ what you’re going through, and feeling it the same
Just like my Father’s eyes
My Father’s eyes
My Father’s eyes
Just like my Father’s eyes

 

The Bible tells us in Matthew 6:22:

“Your eye is a lamp that provides light for your body. When your eye is good, your whole body is filled with light.”
I pray today that I will have my Father’s eyes and His heart as well. I pray that I will reflect Jesus in my life and that my actions will be such that He will be glorified.

 

Until next time,

 

C.

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The Heart of the Matter: Post Script to “Trying not to lie: A lesson in waiting”

The Heart of the Matter

As I mentioned in my previous blog post about waiting, God dealt with me all day yesterday. I expected nothing less from Him. He is persistent, but gentle. I guess He knew He had to be. In the end He got what He was asking for and I prayed and meant what I prayed. Sigh. However, while I was battling instead of surrendering, He decided to show me a few more things and I thought I would share those with you. Perhaps it will make a difference if you find yourself in a situation where you are trying to decide whether to fight or to surrender. (Hint: If you are fighting with God, you might as well go ahead and surrender or you will be miserable.)

After I wrote the blog post, I called a close friend and read it aloud over the phone to see what her thoughts were about what I had written. While I was crying and trying to explain what God was doing in my heart, I brought up the subject of the story in the Bible we sometimes call the “Rich Young Ruler.”

The story is in three of the four Gospels: Matthew, Mark, and Luke. I mentioned to her that I felt like Jesus was looking at me and digging deep into my heart to find what I wasn’t giving up to Him. He knew I was waiting and that I was praying for answers and thanking Him for His promises, but He knew I wasn’t happy about it. So, He dug into my heart and pulled that out and showed it to me and said: “I want you to tell me that you don’t mind waiting.” I told her I felt like the young man in that story. He told Jesus everything he had done and Jesus showed him what he felt he could not give.

I really believe that I know how the young man felt that day. God was asking for what I didn’t know I could give. So, we decided to read that story and I read it in all three books. Here is what I found:

Each version of the story has something to add and is a little bit different. In Matthew, the story says the young man came to Jesus and he called him “Good Master.” Jesus proceeds with the question and asks why the young man is calling Him good, when there is none good but God, and then tells the young man that to enter into eternal life he must keep the commandments. The young man asks Jesus which commandments he needs to keep and Jesus lists them for him. Then the young man tells Jesus he has kept all those since he was a youth. He asks Jesus what is still missing and Jesus tells him that if he wants to be perfect then he needs to go and sell what he has and give to the poor and that he will have treasure in heaven and to come and follow Him. The young man when he heard this went away sorrowful because he had a lot of possessions. (Matthew 19:16-26 KJV)

I am running through this because I want to give you an overview of all three versions and then show you what I saw in them. So, let’s skip Mark’s version of the story and move to Luke:

Luke says a young ruler came to Jesus and asked him what he should do to inherit eternal life. He also says the young ruler calls Jesus “Good Master.” Jesus responds by asking him why he calls Him good and doesn’t wait for an answer, but proceeds to tell him that he already knows the commandments and lists them. The young ruler answers the same way saying he has kept all these from his youth. Jesus looks at him and tells him that he lacks one thing and gives the command to go and sell all he has and distribute to the poor and that he will have treasure in heaven and to come and follow Him. The young ruler was very sorrowful for he was very rich. (Luke 18:18-23) However, Luke does not say the young ruler went away. I want you to take note of that.

Now, let’s go to Mark’s version of the story. (P.S. If you are reading this J.A., I am sorry that I got Mark and Luke backwards when we were discussing it yesterday. Usually Luke is the one writing with compassion and emotion. This time it was Mark.)

Mark begins with…Well, let me just copy it here because I don’t want to leave anything out:

Mark 10:17-22 KJV

And when he was gone forth into the way, there came one running, and kneeled to him, and asked him, Good Master, what shall I do that I may inherit eternal life?

18 And Jesus said unto him, Why callest thou me good? there is none good but one, that is, God.

19 Thou knowest the commandments, Do not commit adultery, Do not kill, Do not steal, Do not bear false witness, Defraud not, Honour thy father and mother.

20 And he answered and said unto him, Master, all these have I observed from my youth.

21 Then Jesus beholding him loved him, and said unto him, One thing thou lackest: go thy way, sell whatsoever thou hast, and give to the poor, and thou shalt have treasure in heaven: and come, take up the cross, and follow me.

22 And he was sad at that saying, and went away grieved: for he had great possessions.

Mark starts off with the man running to Jesus. That tells me his need was great. He knew Jesus was his answer and that is why when he knelt at His feet and he called him Good Master. He knew he was lacking something. He had done everything he knew to do, but something was missing.

Jesus still asks him why he called Him good, but He doesn’t wait for an answer. He then begins to repeat the commandments while the man waits. Now, this next verse is what pierced my heart. This man is kneeling before Jesus. He has poured everything out to Him. Jesus lists all the commandments the man already knows and tries to follow, but Jesus is just going through what has already been written. He knows this is not what is missing in the young man.

“And Jesus beholding him loved him…”

He saw the young man in his position at His feet and dug straight down into his heart to get to the root of the problem. Jesus knew what was going to happen. His compassion and His love overflowed for the young man even as He knew what He was about to ask would be the hardest thing the young man ever heard. When I read that yesterday it brought tears to my eyes again. Jesus will let us have our form of religion and holiness and rule following and when we come before Him and tell Him that we have done all these things He looks at us and loves us and then He reaches down into the heart of the matter to find the root of the problem. Mine went something like this:

Jesus,

I thank You for all You have done. I thank You for this day. Please forgive me of anything I have done that is not pleasing to You. Lord, I have thanked You every day for working a miracle in my friend’s life. You asked me to do that and I am doing it. I have written and posted and shared the Living Free videos. I have been open about what this has done in my life. Yes, I struggle and have to ask You for help, but I am doing all I know to do. Why is nothing changing? What do I lack? What is wrong? Why do things seem to get worse in some areas? Please show me what I need to do….

Does that sound familiar? Perhaps not, but that is me. Then Jesus looked at me and He loved me. Right there in all my emotionalism. He saw me…meaning He saw into my heart just like He did that day with the rich young ruler. And He sees that I have asked Him what else He requires, so He just goes for the heart of the matter….I need you to tell Me that you don’t mind waiting.

You see Jesus loved the rich young ruler and He knew everything about him. He knew that he was rich. He knew that he had possessions. He knew that his security lay in those things whether they were connections he had from his wealth, relationships he had, stuff he collected, or whether it was the security of the lifestyle he lived. Jesus knew the man was in a position where he could keep all the commandments and still live the life he wanted to live in the comfort of his wealth and possessions. He wanted his way AND eternal life. The heart of the matter was what he held dear and could not imagine living without. Jesus went straight for that because He knew the young man held all that above serving Him.

So…Jesus told him to go and sell all that he had and give to the poor and to come and follow Him. All of the versions say the young man was sorrowful because he had great possessions, wealth, etc… Mark says he went away grieved because he had great possessions.

Luke does not say he went away and I am hoping that in his grief he stayed somewhere on the sidelines because Jesus immediately went into the parable about it being hard for a rich man to enter the kingdom of God.

The disciples and those around Him were astonished and begin to question and Jesus tells them about the dangers of trusting in riches. Then Mark says:

“And Jesus looking upon them saith, With men it is impossible, but not with God: for with God all things are possible.” (Mark 10:27)

But that is not all. Peter then says to Jesus that they have left everything to follow Him. And Jesus says:

“And Jesus answered and said, Verily I say unto you, There is no man that hath left house, or brethren, or sisters, or father, or mother, or wife, or children, or lands, for my sake, and the gospel’s,

30 But he shall receive an hundredfold now in this time, houses, and brethren, and sisters, and mothers, and children, and lands, with persecutions; and in the world to come eternal life.” (Mark 10:29-30).

Somehow I cannot help but wonder when Jesus looked upon them that He was looking for that rich young ruler. I cannot help but hope that somewhere in his grief on the sidelines the young man heard the rest of what Jesus had to say. I hope he did not walk away with only half of the promise.

Jesus challenged him by getting to the root of his problem. He saw his heart and he spoke directly to it. Jesus had to know that young man would give up anything and everything to follow Him. He had to know it just wasn’t following a bunch of rules, but that the young man’s heart was truly sold out to Him. He had to know that no matter what He asked, the young man would be willing to do it. Jesus had to know that young man meant it when he called him “Good Master.”

I like to think the young man was still there and he heard what Jesus said in those next few verses. I like to hope that he didn’t leave defeated and hopeless. Luke did not say he went away, so there is a little loophole for my hope because if he stayed, he would have realized that Jesus doesn’t take anything away that He will not restore a hundredfold. Those verses prove it. That is not just talking about in heaven, but in this present life as well.

It reminds me of Job. We read forty-one chapters in Job where everything is taken away. It took me a while to realize what the root of Job’s problem was…it was pride. He considered himself a righteous man and self-righteousness is as filthy rags according to the Bible. God had to get to the heart of the matter with Job, so He allowed the captivity to come and the losses.

But, we have one chapter that gives us the rest of the story as Paul Harvey used to say. God restored everything, twice as much to Job. In Job 42:10 it says:

“And the Lord turned the captivity of Job, when he prayed for his friends: also the Lord gave Job twice as much as he had before.”

The word “captivity” stands out to me because of all I have been reading and watching lately. Job was bound by pride. The rich young ruler was also bound by pride and possessions and things and relationships and connections, etc… Neither were willing to give them up for God.

God knows what our hearts are holding back. He gets right to the heart of the matter. We are captive to those things we do not surrender to Him. He can only do so much with us when we are not completely surrendered. It is only when we realize and hold nothing back that He can come in and do what He needs to do.

God will never be indebted to us. If He takes something away, He will provide something else. If we give to Him, He will give back to us more. I want to believe the rich young ruler stayed around to hear the rest of Jesus’ message to him that day. I know Job stayed around and when God showed him where the root of the problem lay, he repented.

I have given my impatience to God. I was finally able to tell Him that I don’t mind waiting. I will continue to tell Him that each day and refresh it in my mind to keep my priorities straight just like I will continue give myself to Him again each day, so that I will be reminded to stay in full surrender to His will rather than my own.

I pray there is something in this that you can use, but if not it will serve as a reminder to me there is nothing worth holding onto if it comes between me and Jesus. He is a jealous God, but when we completely surrender He will come and give back to us far above what we held and considered precious and thought we could not let go.

I don’t mind waiting on you, Lord.

Until next time,

C.

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