Thursday, October 13, 2011

Praise for Women Adapted from Psalm 135


(I wrote this waiting for women to come to evening prayer at my house on the eve of Succoth.)



Praise the name of the Lord! Give praise ladies who gather in His
name! Who stand in family rooms, living rooms, bedrooms, kitchens or
back yards! Give Him praise! Sing to the Lord because He chose you for
Himself as His own possession--the special treasure He keeps in His
very special place!

Father God does whatever He wants concerning you. His hand of
greatness reaches all over the earth to the heavens and down under the
seas in your behalf.

He makes everything good* happen for you. Think of all the messes He
has gotten you out of in the past! Lousy boyfriends, horrendous jobs,
physical ailments, mental anguish about situations that never even
happened--just stressed you out for nothing! He got you out of them
ALL.

Most of all, when you were at your ugliest and most rebellious He
looked upon you with eyes and heart of love and wooed your stubborn
self to His GLORIOUS self and here you are! A worshiper!

Oh give Him praise ladies!

Re written with much love, total liberty and apologies to those King
James Only and Don't Mess with My Bible folks!

*good--His idea of good and our idea of good are often two different
things because His goal is that we become conformed to the image of
His dear Son!

Saturday, October 1, 2011

Fasting Facebook October 1 8:pm to Oct 31

So this is my first evening of fasting facebook. How does it feel? It feels uncluttered. It feels that a whole bunch of stuff hasbeen scooped out of my mind. I don't have to check fb and wonder how everyone is doing, seeing all the photos, listening to all the songs they post.

It's quite nice. I emailed people that I want to contact throughout the month...family, a couple of friends who don't use FB anyway, and a special friend I want to assure that I didn't forget.
So this is evening one.

I know I would write with more gut honesty if I just wrote between me and God in a notebook. But I want to share at least some things with anyone who chooses to read.

Deactivating is easy. Four steps. Yet the result is monumental. I don't want to be found. I want to be resting, refilling.  This is good, like detaching from people who take and take and take and never even ask 'how are you?" It's free. So that is about it for now.

Tuesday, September 27, 2011

Writing

What is there about writing? It sends the bucket slowly down into the bottom of the well of my being and brings up surprises.
'Why am I thinking about that? When did that occur? I had totally forgotten! Oh, I need to call/write/send/go.'

Writing inventories and realigns the contents of my heart and sets my life on course.

I'm sitting in my favorite reading, writing, and thinking spot. No, not reading. When I'm reading for pleasure I love to be squeezed into plump pillows so that I can sigh in contentment as I enjoy a brilliantly written passage. But for writing and thinking  I sit at my desk in front of a sunny window with the best of all views: my bird feeder and bird bath drawing my flitting friends to delight me as they swirl, nibble and splash.

Today I am writing short passages in  my new book Traveling Through Time in which I take the reader to  places I've been and to meet the folks who have inspired (or appalled) me. I share the hair-brained messes of my youth to the awe filled moments of my maturity. None were wasted. They are my travels through time.

Have you read my first book? It's called Taking God's Word to Heart a 30 day devotional journal.
I'll gladly autograph it for you and send it. $15 plus shipping. Or you can get it through Amazon.

Back to my writing. Wanted to take a quick break and talk to you.

Love,
Cheryl

Sunday, September 18, 2011

Preparing for Facebook Fast again

Well, I'm preparing for my next Facebook Fast. The last one was a huge surprise. I don't know what I expected but it wasn't what I got. What I got was an inventory of all of my flaws (well, the ones that were on the inventory) followed by a chastisement and a directive. The end result was wonderful peace, but then circumstances arose and I lost some of the victory. So I'm going to do it again. The first time I felt asked to do it by the Lord, but this time it was a decision because I saw the benefits. I don't know if I'll blog during the fast. I had intended to do so the first time, but it ended up being so intense and personal that even I thought I should keep it to myself...and I don't have many self-boundaries about 'personal.

So here we are. I'm going 'to start the fast October 2nd. Until then I would HOPE THAT I would limit myself on FB to 15 minutes a day but it won't happen. Why? What is it about connecting with people that I LOVE? I don't know.

I get up at 4:00 in the morning to connect with God and to find out what is in my heart...that is about 2 hours then.....boing!!!! off with the day and all its twist and turns.

I'm subbing M T and W. I hadn't intended to work that much. But I was in a car accident 2 weeks ago, and my deductible is $500. So I need to pay that off.

I do enjoy...no, that's a mild word....I LOVE the classroom.

My book sales. Well--my goal was to write and publish the book. I hadn't gotten beyond that. I've paid myself back for the cost of the publishing, but I really need to sell them...more of them. I just don't know how to do that.

So...that's it for today.

Wait! How could I forget the most important? Our son got married to an incredible young lady who is Chinese. There were two ceremonies: one a Tea Ceremony and one a what? regular ceremony?
I was concerned about the Tea Ceremony because I looked it up and it seemed steeped in spiritism and ancestor worship.

But in effect, the Tea Ceremony was the single most touching event I have ever experienced. 
See you tomorrow.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

A Look At Exile



Hello all,
I’m thinking about exile. Why? A youth pastor from the area was put in jail because of an accusation by a young girl their family had befriended. She lashed out at him, apparently, because of her advances being ignored. Their church community is in an uproar! How can this happen? Where is the justice? How can she get away with this?
This morning I was reading Jeremiah 29 which holds one of the most loved Scriptures to which many cling when things look bleak: Jeremiah 29:11. “For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans for welfare and not for evil, to give you a hope and a future.” (ESV) For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil, to give you an expected end.(KJV) I know what I'm doing. I have it all planned out—plans to take care of you, not abandon you, plans to give you the future you hope for.(MSG) 11For I know the thoughts and plans that I have for you, says the Lord, thoughts and plans for welfare and peace and not for evil, to give you hope in your final outcome.(AMP)
We have memorized that Scripture but have we read the preceding verses? God is delivering a message of hope to those He has sent into exile. Did you catch that? Whom HE had sent into exile. How many times do we try to squirm, connive, appeal, manipulate our way out of a situation without even asking, “How did I get here and what am I doing here?”
Why does God send folks into exile? Often we don’t know why. OK. So we can say that He sent some into exile because of their hardness of heart or their rebellion. But can we say that about Daniel? Ezekiel?  John? We may never know why we were sent, but we can know what to do while we are in exile because it is delineated in Scripture.  We are told to make gardens, live in houses, get married, and be productive. We are to flourish in that land to which we were sent as exiles. We are to seek the welfare of that place to which we are saved. That can look like this: ‘do you best on the job;’ ‘be a willing participant in the community;’ ‘get involved in politics and make a difference;’ ‘be a light in the darkness;’ ‘initiate needed programs;’ ‘improve the surroundings.’ Depending on our circumstances our ‘productivity’ will vary. But one thing is the same. When we are sent into exile we’re not to lie on the cot and moan for former days. We’re not to look at old photos and weep. We’re not to bang on the bars and say ‘let me out’. NO! We are to do everything in our power to make that place to which we have been sent a place that is much better than it was before we came. 
We are also told what to guard against in that place of exile. We are told not to buy into their deception. We’re to keep our heads clear, keep the Word utmost, foremost, front, and  center so that we remember where we really belong and that our home is heaven and that we are kingdom people.
It’s not only THEM who can deceive us. The Lord says, “Don’t let YOUR prophets and YOUR diviners among you deceive you. Do not listen to the dreams that THEY dream for it is a lie that THEY are prophesying to you in My name; I did not send them.” Jer 29:8,9 (ESV) The prophets in Jeremiah 29 were saying ‘Don’t worry. You’ll get out of here soon. It’s not God’s plan for you.’ God said, “That is not me speaking and don’t believe them!” (my interpretation)
I didn’t put it into these words but when I was teaching for TWELVE YEARS at Riverview High School I’d think, “What am I doing here and will I EVER GET OUT OF HERE?” Then one day I heard a message that snapped my neck up straight similar to the neck-snapping I got this morning reading Jeremiah 29.
I was in church at St. Louis Christian Center and the message was given by the (then) first lady Loretta Harvey. She said , “If you are ministering somewhere, you have to LOVE the place you are ministering and you have to LOVE the people to whom you are ministering.” At R______ High School  the morale was SO BAD that I cried after work every day for ten years. The administration was not at all supportive; the teachers were cliquey, and the students hit each other in the faces with locks. I HATED the place and I hated the people. (I never SAID that and I didn’t THINK that, but compared to LOVING IT, I hated it!)  If someone asked me how my job was  I’d go into the long horror story of the week. I continually said things like, “These students don’t want to learn! They are lazy. They won’t keep their heads up off their desk. They want to run the halls. It’s a good day when ____ is absent.  Loretta said those words in ONE INSTANT my entire mindset changed. I was SENT to R_______ High School. I was MINISTERING to those students. I WOULD love R________ High School and I WOULD love those students. And I did! And I do. All it took was one sentence of truth for me to turn my thinking right side out. I had been SENT into exile. I was to be productive. I was to leave it better than I came. I was to love the students, the faculty, the administration. I said I cried every day for ten years. Those words chased out all the lies and the crooning of the false prophets who said, “You need to be someplace else! Get out of there! There are hundreds of places who deserve you! R________ doesn’t deserve you!” Oh I’d bought into it and believed it. But for the next two years I said on the way to work, “Jesus Christ in me is going to R_______ High School today! My students are great learners, excited about education and do their best.” EVERYTHING CHANGED.
Then SUDDENLY the Lord made it clear that my time was up. I was released and sent to a fabulous school!  God’s time. God’s plan. God’s exile. God’s assignment. God’s orders. God’s release.
Where is your exile? What are your orders? How is your productivity there? You’re in great company. God’s sends His best and His brightest into exile.






Sunday, May 15, 2011

Wait Until They're Dying?

I tend to use friendship as my main ministry tool. I am naturally friendly so it is easy for me. I love people and learning details of their lives delights me. This does not work well for evangelism. I don't tend to 'close the sale' so to speak in getting them to the point of accepting Jesus as Savior. I just let Jesus love through me and draw people, hopefully to Himself, through their relationship with me. That seems fine. I don't want to push people. I don't want to disrespect what they believe. I don't want to take them away from their own choices.

However:

Clarence (not his real name) is dying. He is a casual facebook friend, someone I knew on a surface level 40 plus years ago. So my notes to him were friendly. FRIENDLY. But he is dying. Now I am facing the effectiveness of my 'friendship evangelism'.  His belief will not take him to heaven. His belief will not appropriate the blood of Jesus. His belief does not bring him any of the promises of the gospel. His belief is dead. His belief is worthless. His belief is a sham, a mockery, a joke. His belief is laughing in his face as he faces death.

SO NOW! So now I am giving him everything I know. It is like cramming for an exam---but I'm the teacher, not the student!  What kind of a teacher hems and haws about the content of the material and then the week of the exam gives all the content needed----but worse! The day before the exam she puts something out on the computer that she neglected to say to be on the test! Crucial material that MUST be learned and internalized in hours...........or minutes.

So how effective is 'friendship' evangelism. Where does it lead?

Do we really want to wait until they're dying to give them the information they need to pass the test?
And sadder still: there is vibrancy and joy beyond description in living Jesus now!  But because I don't want to offend, intrude, rob, risk I don't share what can change the person's life from dismal to delightful.

Did I really have to wait until he was dying?