Showing posts with label #salvation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #salvation. Show all posts

Wednesday, August 3, 2016

Clear Skies

Today, I wanted to share what I read in my own devotion book for today. I need to remember. Perhaps, the reminder will minister to you, also.

Is it all about you? Or God?

August 3

 
215. Clear Skies


“With long life will I satisfy him; and shew him my salvation.” Psalm 91:16


     This morning, I sat on my back patio and viewed the clearness of the sky. With the extreme drought and hot temperatures this summer, fires threaten on every side of our city. Last night, ashes floated through the air and dusted our hair and clothes. Winds calmed through the night and this morning, our sky is a crystal expanse of sapphire.

     God showed me how that was also true of my view of life. When we were younger and raising our daughters, disorder drove my deductive reasoning. I loved Jesus, but focusing on myself distorted my view of His direction for my life.

     We sing a song at church “It’s All About Him.” As a young adult, life was all about me. I was mistreated. I couldn’t stop craving sweets, but they made me fat. It wasn’t fair. My husband traveled and left me to handle everything. I tired of arguing with my girls, so I had to eat. I did more at church than Sister So-and-so, but she got the praise.

      Sound familiar?

     Every age offers good and bad. Now, I lament being so old and having a shorter time to accomplish all I want to do. But, now that God controls all of me, I liken the older ages to my clear sky this morning. I see Your hand in everything. As the psalmist said, He shows us His salvation. He never leaves us. But, sometimes our view is covered with ashes.


Prayer: Remove the ash and help me see clearly.





Here's a good quote from Kathleen Kurlin's book Diet Nuggets and Wisdom Appetizers that I read this week.

Discipline weighs ounces. Regrets weighs tons.

Allowing God to clear the ash and show you the way can bring freedom from bondage. Do you need freedom? Are you dealing with discipline or regrets?

Let me know if this helped you today.

 

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Renee Blare Asks What Matters?

Let me offer a hearty welcome to Christian author, Renee Blare. She ponders "what matters" for our Writing with God's Hope blog today.

Have you ever wondered if people care? If anything really matters?
You could shout from the rooftops or scream at the top of your lungs, but in the end, would it make a difference? Maybe you should whisper? It’d probably save the sore throat.
After all, nobody really cares, nothing really matters. Right?
            Wrong. God cares. You matter.

I remember the moment I was saved.
No, not the day I heard of Jesus Christ. I’d heard His name my whole life. That name really didn’t mean much to me. It was just another name in a book. True, it was a very special book…but alas, it was merely paper and ink to me.
Now that I’ve made some ears burn and caused a few deep gasps of horror, stay with me.

As I said, I’d heard the name of Jesus, my whole life. What do I mean by that? Before I could walk, I played to songs of His name in the church nursery. I cut my teeth on the Holy Bible…literally. In addition to gum relief, I discovered certain rules came with it. Such things as when to use it, when not to, and most important of all, how to use it. And I learned well.

In other words, I could “talk the talk.” I even managed to improvise on a few occasions and “walk the talk”, so to speak. Right down the aisle into the baptistery. After all, that’s what a good “Christian” does, right?

Then came adolescence. Acne, glasses, braces…all in one year! The world hit with a bang. We’d moved to a brand new one too. World, that is. From the bayou of Louisiana to the high plains of Wyoming, culture shock rocked me to my very toes.
           On the outside, I remained the model “Christian.” I went to church every Sunday, and youth group on Wednesday. I even managed a camp or two. But God remained a complete stranger and it showed I used the language more conducive of a long-haul trucker or oilrig hand. I actually made a verbal agreement with my high school principal. “Keep it clean in the halls. Free reign at the games.” No, I’m not joking.

After the strain of adolescence snowballed into high school, (appropriate connotation for Wyoming, wouldn’t you say?) life took on new challenges. Migraines, my father’s business issues, and family health crises made days in my household interesting, if not dangerous. A lot for a teenager to handle, but unavoidable. But I made it..
I graduated and threw myself into church with a passion. Choir, Sunday Worship, Wednesday Night Bible Study, Singles’ Group, all to no end. I was still confused and miserable. What was I missing? What was the point to all this anyway?

Then it happened.

One cold Thursday night at Singles’ Group, we were studying Galatians. Afterwards, we began to pray, and it was like something or Someone slammed a two-by-four into the side of my head. All of a sudden, the years of Sunday School, all the children songs, hymns, sermons—everything I’d heard for the last eighteen years—made sense.

I asked Jesus into my heart that night. I knew Him at last. I realized He’d always been at my side, waiting…knocking. And that night, I let Him in.

I was…finally…a Christian, and my life changed. Instantly. It has never been the same.

 

If you’re asking yourself if God cares? He’s standing by your side right now. Waiting.

Ask Him into your heart and find out. You’ll always matter to Him.

 

Gal 2:20 (NKJV)  “I have been crucified with Christ; it is no longer I who live, but Christ lives in me; and the life which I now live in the flesh I live by faith in the Son of God, who loved me and gave Himself for me.”

 Oh, thank you, Renee. That was beautiful. I think many of us Christians will be able to identify with at least some of your story. Until we find Christ, religion isn't enough.
 
I love your humor, Renee. Tell us about your book:

To Soar on Eagle’s Wings


Spring’s in the air. While the sun shines in Timber Springs, snow falls on the Snowy Range, and trouble’s brewing in the meadows. The area’s new game warden, Steve Mitchell launches his first wildlife investigation of the season but the trouble follows him—straight to town.

Rachel Fitzgerald’s on Spring Break. Or at least she’s trying. Between paperwork, and harassing phone calls, she may as well have stayed in her classroom. So much for relaxation. A ‘chance’ meeting with her brother’s old roommate offers her weary soul a shred of hope, but she discovers love, like life, isn’t easy.

He talks with the wisdom of the Lord but rejects the future. She wants to soar with the eagles but walks alone. And trusting God proves to be more of a challenge than ever before…

 

 


Raised in Louisiana and Wyoming, Renee started writing poetry in junior high school and that, as they say, was that. After having her son, a desire to attend pharmacy school sent her small family to the University of Wyoming in Laramie, and she's been counting pills ever since. While writing's her first love, well, after the Lord and husband, she also likes to fish and hunt as well as pick away on her classical guitar.
Nestled against the Black Hills with her husband, crazy old dog and ornery cat, she serves the community of northeastern Wyoming as a pharmacist and pens her Christian stories, keeping them interesting with action and intrigue, of course. She loves to interact with readers and invites you check out her website, blog, and social media.
·         contact@reneeblare.com

·         Website: www.reneeblare.com



·         Group Blog: Putting on the New: http://puttingonthenew.com/

·         Group Blog: HeartWings: http://www.heartwingsblog.com/










 
I am honored by your visit today, Renee, and I thank you. Does anyone have questions or comments to make?

Saturday, January 2, 2016

GOALS

Don't you just love new beginnings?
 
 
In His wisdom, God ordained new beginnings for us all.
 
 
From condemnation, through Jesus, comes salvation. We become new creations with a transformed view of the world, ourselves, and others.
 
 
A spring bouquet I received.
Through the cold winter with brown grass, leafless tress, and little color, I spot a green sprout in our front flower bed; a jonquil, and I know it's nearly spring with new life soon to ignite the cold, dark earth.
 
 
The day I buried my mother, my heart was heavy. My then ten month old granddaughter climbed into my lap. I clung to her like a life raft, feeling the joy of a  young start to life.
 
 
Today, no matter what happened in 2015, we have a new beginning, a new year, and hopefully new goals.
 
 
As you determine your goals for 2016, I wish to point out three requirements for a good goal.
 
 
1. A goal should be specific.
 
No: I will lose weight this year.
Yes: I will lose 20 lbs. by March 15, 2016.
 
No: I will write a book this year.
Yes: I will write, edit, and submit one book by July 1, 2016.
 
No: I will pray more this year.
Yes: I will sit in my blue chair and have quiet time with the Lord every day before I begin the day's activities.
 
2. A goal should be written.
 
It's not enough to have your goal in your mind, but write it down. Involving your senses plants the goal firmly in your subconscious. Writing it down uses touch, sight, and hearing if you put your note on your bathroom mirror and read it every day.
 
3. A goal should be forgivable.
 
If you set a goal to lose 20 lbs by March 15, and you only lose 15, praise God for the 15 and forgive yourself for not being perfect.
 
If it takes until Sept. 1 to get your book ready, be thankful.
 
If you pray early five days a week this year, forgive yourself for skipping two days.
 
I leave you with an excerpt, an acrostic, from the December 31 devotion of Divine Dining: 365 Devotions to Guide You to Healthier Weight and Abundant Wellness.
 
     Decide if you’re ready to submit to God
     Read this daily devotion book in the new year and everything else that will help, especially the Bible
     Energize through leaving off sugars and fats that drain your vitality.
     Admit your powerlessness and Ask God to take over your life.
     Mentor others as you receive your day-by-day healing.
 
 
Set goals for 2016.
Follow these 3 rules.
Have a wonderful new year.
God bless all my viewers. I appreciate you.