0 comments | published by Linda | December 27, 2009

Psalm 93:4
“The Lord on high is mightier than the noise of many waters, than the mighty waves of the sea.”

The only concern on my mind was to keep the sand off of my towel. Many afternoons were spent lying on the beach, soaking in the sun. I can still remember how it felt to reach into the hot sand beside me and let it sift through my fingers. Complete relaxation. There was an absence of pressure and stress. I was able to hear the people laughing and talking around me against the sound of the crashing waves, yet I was still.

What would my life be like if all of my days were spent in the sun? If I never experienced the rain, or heard the thunder?  I suppose it would be much like a desert. How could I have grown?

It’s during the storms that I have the privilege of learning about God in a different light, through the darkness.

I must not only endure the storms in my life, but also experience them with thankfulness as they are a Holy privilege of learning more about God’s character, as He is never moved by a storm. It’s easy to be thankful for times of rest, but I must also carry joy through the storms.

May the sun always serve as a reminder of my Lord’s joy and peace, and the thunder a reminder of His power and strength. The weather that surrounds will always be changing. My thankful heart must not, and my Lord never will.

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1 comment | published by Linda | December 21, 2009

What are you holding onto? What is in your grip so tight that your knuckles are turning white?

We make decisions about what we will or will not do, then it’s as though we shut the door.

From refusing to eat red meat, to declaring we will never live where it snows, we tighten our fists.

We can believe in home schooling to a point that we can’t pass a school campus without a sideways glance. As a new mom we can know that nursing our baby is best, and at the same time decide that bottle feeding is wrong, and again, tighten our fists refusing to even think of it.

It seems we can make our box that we live in so small that there is only room for one. While inside, we miss out on life as God intended for it to be.

Imagine standing in front of our Lord with clenched fists covering our ears, with our eyes tightly shut. Seems impossible, yet amazing how often we bring ourselves this way.  We become unwilling to allow Him to broaden our view and understanding.

He isn’t concerned that we might not care for the gray weather, but is concerned that we are clenched, and refusing to live in it. This shows Him there is work to do.

We can hand it to Him with an open palm, or He will have to break our fingers in order to take it. Holding on only makes us fall…let go for dear life.

Abraham many times would respond to God with the phrase, “Here I am Lord.” His hands were open, and he was therefore willing to hold whatever God might bring him.

You don’t know what blessings God has for you. Far better to have open hands in order to receive them.

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0 comments | published by Linda | December 01, 2009

Picture me as a little girl wearing bright yellow zippered pajamas with feet, and my secret can be told.  I can remember waking up in the night as a little girl filled with fear because of thoughts overtaking my sleepless little mind. Maybe a dream left me stressed, or a worry seemed all consuming. I knew even then that my God was my friend, my protector, my safe place. I would grab my Bible and sneak into the bathroom. By the dim light of the rose colored night light, I would read Psalm 91. I read it so many times through the years that I could recite it from memory.

Fear overtakes. Fear makes us doubt the security God wants us to live in. Fear shakes us and we loose our perspective.

I knew when I began my journey with my Lord that it would not just be a dance through the flowers. I grew up reading the stories of Jesus’ disciples, and know that we aren’t taught that we might have tribulation, but that we will. (John 16:33)

Life with Christ is a ride. Be prepared to get wet. Yet even though we hit the rapids, it is amazing how He never changes. He is constant, never tossed by His surroundings.

Remember the story of the disciples on the boat? Where was our Lord? He slumbered. He knew the storm was on its way, and found a cozy place to sleep. This is our God. He is unshaken. We might have doubts in the midst of our fears that he cares for us, because we have let fear drip into our firm knowledge of who He is.

God’s response? “Take courage, I am here.” (Matt. 14:27)

“Don’t let your hearts be troubled. Trust in God, and trust also in me. I will come and get you, so that you will always be with me where I am.” (John 14:1,3)

As I still recite Psalm 91 in my bed at night, I am once again wrapped in His unmatchable peace. My eyes have returned where they belong, on my constant, unshaken, unchanging God. He fills me. There is no room for fear.


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0 comments | published by Linda | November 28, 2009

James 1:2-4
“Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything.”

Our home is nestled in wheat covered rolling hills. On my way home tonight I was struck by how the lighting of the sun sinking into the hills made them appear to be rich in their color.

As a child I remember holding my green crayon and drawing a round, bright hill, with the sun shining behind it. I never felt the need to add more colors, because my hill was green. Yet, as I looked over the hills recently I noticed the shades of gray and darkness behind and around the hills. It was these patches of darkness that gave the hills a sort of character.

My life is no different. Although as a child I only saw bright green, throughout my life I have experienced some darkness. I’ve been challenged, learned how to forgive, and how to apologize for my stubborn heart. I’ve been overwhelmed with responsibilities, and known what it feels like to cry out of control. These have been some of my shades of gray.

These days of gray have given my Lord the opportunity to add the most important outlines, and shadowing to make his picture clear and beautiful with dimension and character.
Although the green crayon is more desirable to my eyes, it’s the black crayon that the artist pulls from to make a masterpiece.

My home is nestled in wheat covered rolling hills. The sunrises and sets, and from that I can be reminded of my Lord’s hand.

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0 comments | published by Linda | November 19, 2009

I am reminded by Max Lucado in “Facing Your Giants” what my focus must be. We all face giants, difficulties are a part of our journey, yet we don’t need to face them alone.  When David faced Goliath his focus was completely on God’s strength, not the size of his giant. The words out of his mouth were about the might of His God, and the confidence he had in Him. As recorded in 1 Samuel 17, his thoughts about God outnumbered his thoughts about Goliath nine to two. Likewise, there were plenty of times in David’s life where he began to focus on different giants in his life, instead of His God. Each time, he fell.

Max asks the question, “Are you four times as likely to describe the strength of God as you are the demands of your day?”

“Giants. We must face them. Yet we need not face them alone. Focus first, and most, on God. The times David did, giants fell. The days he didn’t, David did.”

“Lift your eyes, giant-slayer. The God who made a miracle out of David stands ready to make one out of you.”

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