It isn't as if I haven't been aware of the cages. I have them posted in my office, they are in my briefcase, and on this Blog. And yet, one of them has ever so subtly worked its' way back into my day. In my job as a Realtor, I work with new people all the time. Each new person brings another set of responsibilities that I take very seriously. Recently, I have been blessed with a surge in business, therefore more reponsibility. Don't get me wrong, I know that every client I get to serve is sent to me by God for a reason. I am fully aware that most likely the relationship will bear spiritual fruit for one or both of us. That makes it easy for me to use it as an excuse not to do something God is calling me to do. You know what I mean; That reoccuring voice in your head telling you to call someone, to write a note to someone, to start a Bible study for young women, to join the Hungry & Homeless ministry, to babysit a friend's children so she can have a moment to herself, to hire that teenager to help around the house, etc... If I learned nothing in the Chase The Goose study, it was that every little call can lead to a huge call. If not for you, for someone in your life. Whatever time you think it will rob from you, God will return to you multiplied.
In Ecclesiates 8:5b it says: for a wise heart knows the proper time and procedure. Don't use the excuse of Responsibility to keep you from what the Spirit is telling you in your heart. Do It Now!
Be Blessed!
Terri
Wednesday, March 17, 2010
Friday, March 12, 2010
Sometimes, It Is The Small Stuff...
We seem to eagerly anticipate those moments when God does huge things for us, with us, through us. The fact is, everything and anything God does with me is HUGE. Why He would choose to pay any attention at all to me is baffling, but I am incredibly grateful He does. For the past couple of weeks I have had a terrible time sleeping. I can get to sleep, but I wake up in the middle of the night and can't get back to sleep. I have done some reading, watching tv, (or should I say, infomercials), Photoshopping, and of course internet surfing. Last night I got caught up on some of my favorite Blogs. My all time favorite is Beth Moore's LPM Blog. I have her new book So Long Insecurity You Have Been A Bad Friend To Us. She is leading a Blog inspired study with that book, so I started perusing those posts. Appearantly, last week, she asked her readers to Look up Scriptures that have to do with strength and power and victory and write some out in a comment. The response was unbelievable and pouring through them I became empowered and blessed beyond measure. One, however, jumped out at me because my sister and one of my newest friends have had a very tough week. Joy in the journey wrote:
"She will have no fear of bad news, her heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord, Her heart is secure, she will have no fear, and in the end, she will look in triumph on her adversaries."
psalm 112:7-8
YES, the enemy has NO place here!!
I immediately sent this in an email to my sister so she would have it first thing in the morning and I knew I was going to be seeing my friend in the morning and would share it with her then.
It is no surprise to any one reading this that I am sadly lacking any real insight. I know women who seem to have empathy and wisdom coming through their pores, (Tara Hutton you know who you are!). That is not me. I am usually very intuitive about people concerning their character, but I fail at meeting their inner most needs. Thankfully, God uses me anyway.
When I did see my friend this morning, or yesterday morning since it is 2:20 am, I could not wait to share the scripture with her and the rest of the group. She had already had a morning of God inspired intervention in her plans and was overwhelmed when she heard the words God had given me for her. Just having another human being share in what we can sometimes rationalize away as our wishful thinking, validates the fact that God still communicates with us here on earth and He IS paying attention! Make no mistake, these are not coincidences. A specific phrase or even a single word you have repeated over and over to yourself, mentioned by a Pastor in a message or given to you in a message from a friend is God's way of assuring us, He is. That's it He IS!
I am going to bed now, Be Blessed!
"She will have no fear of bad news, her heart is steadfast, trusting in the Lord, Her heart is secure, she will have no fear, and in the end, she will look in triumph on her adversaries."
psalm 112:7-8
YES, the enemy has NO place here!!
I immediately sent this in an email to my sister so she would have it first thing in the morning and I knew I was going to be seeing my friend in the morning and would share it with her then.
It is no surprise to any one reading this that I am sadly lacking any real insight. I know women who seem to have empathy and wisdom coming through their pores, (Tara Hutton you know who you are!). That is not me. I am usually very intuitive about people concerning their character, but I fail at meeting their inner most needs. Thankfully, God uses me anyway.
When I did see my friend this morning, or yesterday morning since it is 2:20 am, I could not wait to share the scripture with her and the rest of the group. She had already had a morning of God inspired intervention in her plans and was overwhelmed when she heard the words God had given me for her. Just having another human being share in what we can sometimes rationalize away as our wishful thinking, validates the fact that God still communicates with us here on earth and He IS paying attention! Make no mistake, these are not coincidences. A specific phrase or even a single word you have repeated over and over to yourself, mentioned by a Pastor in a message or given to you in a message from a friend is God's way of assuring us, He is. That's it He IS!
I am going to bed now, Be Blessed!
Friday, February 26, 2010
Sometimes He Compells You To Obey...
In the spirit of this blog, pun intended, a story of being completely over taken by The Spirit is wholly appropriate, so here goes...
I am a member of a large church here where we have two opportunities for women's Bible Study, Tuesday evenings and Thursday mornings. On the third session of this study, I met a woman in our small group who was going through a very tough time. That was Thursday morning. On Saturday evening during the church service, I saw that she was sitting with some of her friends right behind me. We both smiled and said hello during the greeting and contnued to worship. During this service we have a time for people to go to the front and pray with a prayer partner. I am part of the prayer team and noticed that she and one of her friends came down for prayer. I was so glad to see her down there. After returning to my seat, two of our praise team began to sing My Adonai. Immediately I felt compelled to turn my body around, reach over the back of my seat and hold her hand. So I start argueing with God saying it would be awkward, I would be contorted and besides she was sitting with friends and we just met! I can't explain it any other way, but that the Holy Spirit welled up in me and basically said we are doing this! Without looking back, I turned half way around in my seat, reached my arm over the back of my chair and grabbed her hand. She squeezed my hand in recognition and we stayed that way until the song was near its' end.
The whole message that night seemed to be written for her exact situation and I knew she was being blessed by it. After the service, when we were all filing out of our rows, she did not look at me and I thought oh no I overstepped. I tapped her on the shoulder and told her I would see her Thursday.
All week I dreaded seeing her because of what a fool I had been.
Thursday morning as we got to our small group, she said I want to thank you for last Saturday. Then she said; I was sitting there falling apart and telling God that I just needed a hug, or someone to hold my hand and then you turned around and grabbed my hand. I so needed that at that moment.
You just never know why God wants you to do a thing. I was in at least three cages that night before He set me free to help Him bless a hurting woman.
My advice, don't argue, just do it.
I am a member of a large church here where we have two opportunities for women's Bible Study, Tuesday evenings and Thursday mornings. On the third session of this study, I met a woman in our small group who was going through a very tough time. That was Thursday morning. On Saturday evening during the church service, I saw that she was sitting with some of her friends right behind me. We both smiled and said hello during the greeting and contnued to worship. During this service we have a time for people to go to the front and pray with a prayer partner. I am part of the prayer team and noticed that she and one of her friends came down for prayer. I was so glad to see her down there. After returning to my seat, two of our praise team began to sing My Adonai. Immediately I felt compelled to turn my body around, reach over the back of my seat and hold her hand. So I start argueing with God saying it would be awkward, I would be contorted and besides she was sitting with friends and we just met! I can't explain it any other way, but that the Holy Spirit welled up in me and basically said we are doing this! Without looking back, I turned half way around in my seat, reached my arm over the back of my chair and grabbed her hand. She squeezed my hand in recognition and we stayed that way until the song was near its' end.
The whole message that night seemed to be written for her exact situation and I knew she was being blessed by it. After the service, when we were all filing out of our rows, she did not look at me and I thought oh no I overstepped. I tapped her on the shoulder and told her I would see her Thursday.
All week I dreaded seeing her because of what a fool I had been.
Thursday morning as we got to our small group, she said I want to thank you for last Saturday. Then she said; I was sitting there falling apart and telling God that I just needed a hug, or someone to hold my hand and then you turned around and grabbed my hand. I so needed that at that moment.
You just never know why God wants you to do a thing. I was in at least three cages that night before He set me free to help Him bless a hurting woman.
My advice, don't argue, just do it.
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