Missions

The Price of Sin

God is our refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear, though the earth give way and the mountains fall into the heart of the sea, though its waters roar and foam and the mountains quake with their surging. Selah
There is a river whose streams make glad the city of God, the holy place where the Most High dwells. God is within her, she will not fall; God will help her at break of day.
Psalm 46:1-5

I go to bed almost every night listening to songs or praise and worship or the Bible on tape or CD playing. I want to fill my heart/soul/mind with the Word. With Him. We have much trouble in the land today….we need much strength for the journey.

It is very evident —- with everything that has transpired in our family in the past 3 weeks that more of the Word, more of the Spirit and more time in prayer to the Father is necessary for survival. I want no room for disobedience, nor straying thoughts or heart.

In my 46 years of life I have witnessed many things. Some good. Some bad. I have learned from the mistakes of others. I have made many of my own. One thing I have learned, and is also a statement my home church pastor has made many times from the pulpit: “Sin will take you further than you wanted to go; Cost you more than you wanted to pay; And stay longer than you intended it to stay.”

The following is lengthy, but from my heart….so get comfortable….

In thinking of the price of sin, Samson came to mind. Samson found out after much dallying in sin with Delilah, that sin would bind and blind you. And no matter how much you “shake” yourself, you cannot shake free from sin on your own. Only Jesus can set you free and restore your vision.

Samson was brought up in a believing home. Yet Samson became disrespectful to his heritage. He chose to disregard not only his parents wishes and desires for him, but he blatantly went against God’s commandments and law for His people. He was more concerned with his desires. The lusts of the flesh. And rather than use the gift of strength God had given him to bring glory to God, he chose to fulfill his own sinful desires.

Samson paid a high price for his sin. Samson was so full of himself that he had no room for God. He was so enthralled with what he could do – – he forgot the Origin of his strength. When he fell in love (or what he thought was love) with the evil Delilah—the very “employee of the enemy”—the trap was set. She probably wore a T-Shirt that, in sparkly letters stated: “I Always Get My Man”. Get him she did.

After four attempts, using every imaginable femine wile to get him to reveal the secret of his strength to her — she “got her man”. When he awoke to the realization that he was no longer the “man” he was, I believe he began to feel something he never felt before. Fear. I believe he began to sweat.

With racing heart, he tried to shake free from the fear that held him as tight as the chains that would soon bind him. To no avail. The Spirit of Almighty God had left him. No longer would he feel the presence of the Lord. No longer would he feel the might of God as in times past. Those days were over. The Bible says that Samson didn’t even know what happened. He didn’t realize that the Spirit of the Lord had left him. Chapters 13-17 of Judges tell us the complete story of Samson. There were some good days. Some obedient days. But it was the times of disobedience and sin that caused Samson’s demise. Had he not followed after the lust of the flesh….I believe things would have ended differently for Samson.

In the end, God did use Samson again. But he had to give his very life to be used. I imagine (my opinion only), that Samson was very angry when he was captured. Angry at his “girlfriend” for tricking him. (Watch where you lay your head) Angry at his parents, for surely they “knew” people, and could get him out. Angry at God for giving him strength and then taking it away.

It was not until he came face to face with the realization that “he”, Samson, was the one that had played right into the hand (lap) of the enemy did his heart began to change.

In Samson’s final prayer (Judges 16:28), he demonstrated more repentance and faith than he had in years. Maybe in his whole life. God heard. God answered. Samson made it to the “Hall of Faith” (Hebrews 11:32).

I am thankful that the price for my sin was paid on Calvary. Although I have suffered the consequences for sinful actions in my life. The payment of my sin has been paid in full. You may have suffered from your own sinful actions as well.

Or, you may be suffering due to the sinful actions of another. If that is the “suffering” case, God is your help in time of need. He is your STRENGTH. YOUR STRONGHOLD. He will hold you in His tender hand. He too suffered due to the sinful actions of others. Ours.

I suppose what made me the most upset with my girls as they were growing up, was the fact that I could not for the life of me, get it through their thick heads, that there would be a price to pay for misdeeds. No matter how much I blathered on about it! They never seemed to hear! Somewhere — somehow—we all learn the lesson of disobedience to God and parents. Tiffany can absolutely testify to that now. April would tell you as well.

I am following hard after the steps of my Father. I want with all my heart for His Word to speak into my heart His desires for me. For my life. It is a very hard journey at times. But it is the only journey for me. That other road….the one I used to travel?…. the bridge to that road was long ago washed out….there is no other way for me, but His way.

Sisters, do you remember the old song….”I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus, I have decided to follow Jesus, no turning back…..no turning back.” (Did you sing it with me?) I am following Him.

Keeping the Faith,

The Sisters (Angie)
Thank you, Wanda

Plowing, Coming Home and other such things…

!!!!NEWS NEWS NEWS!!!!
GUESS WHO CAME HOME LAST NIGHT FROM THE HOSPITAL???
I’LL GIVE YOU ONE GUESS!
YES!
WANDA!

Can I tell you what an awesome God we serve? Can I tell you He can do things that we cannot even imagine? When things looked like she might not get out this weekend due to potassium being too high—God miraculously turned things around!!!

Today she is resting, glad to be home, is on oxygen, but—-said last night that “she intends to be off as soon as the fluid is gone”! I do not doubt what God can do! Sometimes it’s hard to have faith in the middle of the trial….but Wanda has the strength of the Lord in her life.

I will post more on this later.

Right now I want to point you to a blog I read this morning. His name is Joel and I found him by way of Cindy Swanson. Go and read about plowing—-very good post! His blogspot is called the “Seventh Sola“.

Okay, that’s about it for now. This is short and sweet today—just a bit of family update!
Have a blessed weekend!!

faith, Life Issues

Grace under fire….

Is not just a TV show. It is real life.

I never watched the TV show…but I have lived the life. Grace under fire.

“And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.” 2Corinthians 12:9 KJV

Grace is the presence, favor and power of God. God’s grace and power are clearly visible in a profound, irrefutable way while we are in the midst of our tribulations. In the middle of our weakness God comes in with His awesomeness….and just blows the lid off the situation….sometimes…..
And then sometimes we are instructed to wait….

“I had fainted, unless I had believed to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. Wait on the Lord: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say on the Lord.” Psalm 27:13-14

That is Wanda’s verse. We each have our own…for the different times of our lives. You probably do as well. I have held this one as well. What is so odd….or maybe not, Wanda has been praying this “strengthen thine heart” prayer…as have we for her, and one of the doctors stated-seemingly in amazement “for the condition she is in, her heart is surprisingly strong”.

No surprise to God. He has strengthened her heart. As He has ours as we have watched. And waited. And trusted.

The neatest thing happened yesterday. We have accepted the fact that Wanda will be on oxygen….and she has accepted it. My friend (the seamstress—crafty creator of all things fabric, Vivi–aaahhnnnne–as I pronounce it with extreme Southerness), has gladly accepted the task of creating Wanda a “Vera Bradley” -look alike- purse with matching oxygen tank cover. We had discussed that morning, the need for measurements for the tank cover. Hmmmm. My brother, Charlie works with a medical supply company that sets medical equipment of all kinds in homes. But I didn’t have time to call him and give him a full explanation—which he’d want—before he measured anything—(since he’s a guy and all).

Anyway (I feel myself chasing a rabbit here), shortly after I had hung up the phone with Vivi–aaahhnnne (sorry, I must do that each time–I am from the South!), a client walked in that had been in before. Wait—she —- had—-her very own —– oxygen tank. Now how like God is that! I greeted her in my “officie, cordial way” and then said, “Mrs. S0-and-so (remember confidentiality and all), I have a crazy question for you”—she smiled—“I would like to measure your oxygen tank”. She kind of chuckled and said “why, sure”. As I got my tape measure, I began to explain the situation with my sister, Wanda. I gave her the short version. Ending with the fact that when she was allowed to come home, she would be on oxygen. I explained the need for her to feel as stylish as possible while breathing!

I gave her a bit of information of the severity of Wanda’s condition, ending with the fact that we really were praying for a miracle in her life. She looked me straight in the eye and said, “honey, don’t you discount what God can do”. Her face was very solemn.

I replied, “No mam, we don’t. We have witnessed miracles before as she has faced death head on and the Lord brought her out. We fully expect God to turn this situation around.”

She began to describe to me her own heart/lung condition. Her heart was enlarged and had compressed one lung almost closed. Her heart was growing larger and was now starting to compress the other lung. I would have not guessed this at all. She drove herself to our law office. She came in with her tank, purse and brief case. She was very stylish and extremely sweet natured. She told me that in 1991 two of her doctors, her cardiologist and her internist gave her orders to get her affairs in order and be swift. As she told me this I felt the tears and the excitement in me stir. I felt she was sent by God. She was told that in 1991. Folks, it’s 2008 in case you weren’t aware. See what God can do? Miracles. This precious lady has lived “grace under fire”.

I am quite certain that we can each name a place of grace in the midst of a burdensome trial. One so heavy that we crumpled under the load. But with His power, He reached down and relieved us of that burden as we each came to the realization that we could not carry on without Him. And we can’t.

So, sister-in-Christ, join these sisters-of-faith. Don’t you be carrying that burden alone. Give it over to Jesus right now. He is waiting. His hands are so very capable. To handle each and every one of your needs. None are too big….nor too small.

Can I pray with you? Father, in the precious name of Your only Son, I pray right now that each and every reader of this post will feel Your mighty power flow through their spirit. If they know You in their heart, please encourage them. If they don’t know You, please allow them to feel the tug in their heart that each of us felt as we came to the place in our lives that we knew we couldn’t do it alone. Lord, we give You us. Just as we are. Right now. Help us. Use us. Enable us to be what You desire. Show us where to turn in every situation. Guide and direct our lives. Be glorified in our lives. Everyday. May each of us feel Your presence as I felt it when You directed that sweet lady into my path. Thank You Lord for that. You are awesome in Your grace. In Your sweet name I pray—believing—trusting—-~Amen.

Thank you for hanging around to read it all! Either Aimee, or myself (Angie) will post as often as we can. Things we get from Wanda…we will sign off for her. My sisters are an incredible blessing to me. Always there.

Keeping the Faith,

The Sisters

Life, prayer

Solving the World’s Problems ….. and some of my own

I find myself doing the most ridicules things. Just like this morning. I woke just after 5:00 a.m. and lay there in my soft cocoon of clean sheets, soft comforter and cozy pillow and I tried to solve the world’s problems before I got up….well maybe not the world’s…but mine felt like the problems of the world…AND THEN …..(Click below Grandbuddy)

Grab your cup of coffee and join me over at the “Cafe”—the Internet Cafe….

Prayer Requests, Thankful Thursdays

Thankful Thursday at it’s BEST!

Much to be thankful for today! I am thankful that Wanda has lost another pound of fluid! YEAH GOD!! She will be recieving another unit of blood this morning and we desire your prayers. I blogged a bit about Wanda a couple of posts down, scroll down and find her picture. It was taken a couple of years ago…but it’s a good shot!

I am thankful for my honey-pie-love-of-my-life who loves me even when I’m worried and cranky.

I am thankful for April…who always is tender towards her mother’s feelings…

I am thankful that God is still working in Tiffany’s life…and she is aware that her priorities have been out of order.

I am thankful for the prayer requests that every family member placed in a special gift wrapped box for us to pray over for this entire year….it was sealed….and it will be passed from family to family through out the year as a reminder to pray and will be opened on Thanksgiving night at mother’s house to see what God has done!

What He is doing right now is miraculous….we have gone from “things don’t look good”….to “she may come home soon!” Praise the LORD!!!!

Join all our thankful hearts over at my sweet friend Lynn’s place (Spiritually Unequal Marriage) and remember to say prayers for her on Monday as she is following the steps of the Lord!

prayer, Prayer Requests, Wanda

Praise You in the Storm

Two weekends ago, as Jeff and I were driving home from Gainesville, Florida…leaving a very weak sister behind…my heart was the heaviest I have felt for some time now. This song came on the radio and my tears fell as my heart wept for the “unknown”. Our family has been in this place with her before. Watching Wanda struggle. Watching the enemy try and drain her very life from her body. But friends, family and even complete strangers began to pray. People that don’t know Wanda began to call on the Father on her behalf….and Wanda’s little body began to strengthen. The building fluid began to leave —- slowly —- but we are believing—trusting—that it all will.
She has had some tough times…but her strength is amazing. Her faith is incredible.
As the doctor looked at her with questions, Wanda simply stated, “I believe I will get better”. We believe. We trust. Not in man. But in God. Read the words to the song, “Praise You in the Storm” and praise the Lord with us for the strength she has gained since the unit of blood. (There is a whole blog devotion in that sentence.) Thank you for praying. Please continue!

I was sure by now
That You would have reached down
And wiped our tears away
Stepped in and saved the day

But once again, I say “Amen,” and it’s still raining
As the thunder rolls I barely hear
You whisper through the rain
“I’m with you”

And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
I’ll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I remember when
I stumbled in the wind
You heard my cry
You raised me up again
My strength is almost gone
How can I carry on
If I can’t find You
As the thunder rolls
I barely hear You whisper through the rain
“I’m with you”
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away
I’ll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm
I lift my eyes unto the hills
Where does my help come from?
My help comes from the Lord
The Maker of Heaven and Earth
I’ll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands
For You are who You are
No matter where I am
Every tear I’ve cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm

Words by Mark Hall© 2005 Club Zoo Music (BMI) / SWECS Music (BMI) (adm. by EMI CMG Publishing) / Word Music, LLC (ASCAP) / Banahama Tunes (ASCAP) (adm. by Word Music, LLC)

Praising “in” the storm is the hardest thing to do. We are learning though, that it is essential.

God bless you.

Trusting Him,

Angie

Devotion, Wanda

Wanda’s verse for times like these…


“Wait on the LORD: be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart: wait, I say, on the LORD.” Psalm 27:14

Last weekend was rough. This past weekend was a bit better. Today…hmmm, a few problems.

As Aimee and I sat with Wanda alone we shared scripture with her. Realizing she didn’t have the strength to speak much…we did the talking. Wanda wanted us to read a particular verse. Aimee and I began searching. She couldn’t remember all the words…had trouble remembering where it was in the Bible…but we went to digging. We began in the Psalms—then moved to Isaiah….then on to Jeremiah….when at last, a faithful brother-in-law preacher man text-messaged me the verse. He was one chapter off…but there it was. Plain as day. Wait on the LORD. And so we do.

Tonight we have prayed for her. From where we were, as we each got the text message about the beginning of her receiving blood…about the blown vein….the starting over….the anxious hearts. My friend and sister-in-Christ were in Barnes and Noble looking at Bibles when the text message came. I said to Vivienne, let’s go get coffee—we’ve got to pray. She immediately went with me, we placed our order…sat down and while they made our special something with whipped cream….we went to the table and called on God. Right there. In public. I didn’t really care who was next to me…who over heard our pleading to the Father. I had serious business at the Throne. We wept, blew our noses and drank our coffee. God was real. God was there.

A little while later, as we were still sitting there feeling the presence of the Lord, I called my brother-in-law and asked if he would put the phone to Wanda’s ear. I told her how much I loved her and that we had been praying. I told her that my calendar for this very week prompted me daily to “have faith” —- “believe” “keep the faith”—-TRUST. We do.

Thank you for praying for my sweet sister.

My sister Aimee and I decided we would begin a special blog with Wanda. It is slow going…but we are trying. I love each of you.

UPDATE: Unit of blood went well—took long—but all is good right now. Praise the Lord from whom ALL blessings flow!

An Angie Story

Angie’s life

Angie comes from all things Southern. Southern cooking, Southern speaking, and Southern heat–just to name a few!

She was born in South Alabama, and raised in Northwest Florida. Angie and her husband, Jeff have been blessed with two daughters, and now 7 grandchildren!
Angie’s blog, “The Knightly News” began quite by accident (or maybe not), and she will tell you about it if you give her half a chance!

Her family has made a lasting impact on her life. Growing up she learned of Jesus from her mother’s heart, she soon realized that is exactly where real life and strength lies–in Jesus Christ.

As she pours her heart into writing devotions to encourage women of all ages, she is blessed beyond measure by the paths the Lord has enabled her to cross! The deepest desire of her life is to share with others what God has for them, encouraging them to follow Him.  No matter what it takes.

Her goal is heaven.  The way may be patchy and rough at times, but if her sister, Wanda could speak from her side of heaven, she would be quick to tell you, “the Destination is so worth the journey!”
“For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all. So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen. For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.” 2 Corinthians 4:17-18

Hope

God of Hope


Fill us Lord with Your Presence as we wait on you. Fill us with peace as we watch You work. Fill us with Your joy as we search Your Word for comfort —-in our waiting. We give praise and thanks in advance for what You are doing in Wanda’s life and what you are going to continue to do! Praise Your holy name!

Missions

What does it mean….

when the Lord keeps drawing you to the same verse over and over???
At Spiritually Unequal Marriage…Lynn is hosting our Thankful Thursday (thank you Lynn!!) and her verse is THE VERSE! The one that He keeps directing my brain to….the one that keeps coming from the tip of my pen when I am writing a note to someone….it is the one that He wants us to KNOW and REALIZE!

Jeremiah 29:11 “For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

Now do you suppose He has a reason? Of course He does! He is interested in EVERY SINGLE DETAIL of our lives. For that I am so thankful. He is right now watching over my sweet sister in the hospital…He is watching over us as we ready ourselves for bed….He is there with you as you sit and read these posts….He is with you as you travel, work, play,……breathe. Every breath. Every time. Whether the breath is a struggle…or easy. He is there. We aren’t promised ease….but we are promised that He will never leave us nor forsake us….He’s there to the end.

I am thankful for the ideas He pours into my heart and life. I am thankful for my family….the in-laws and out-laws….all of them. (Just kidding on the out-laws—that’s the ones “running from God.)

I am thankful for sleep and waking again. I am thankful for kind friends and bloggity buddies who take my needs onto their hearts as if it were their own family. I am thankful for interceding prayer warriors (Mama Doodle, thank you), and many other faithful church family who are right now interceding on my family’s behalf. You are precious.

I am thankful for you….for you faithfully visit here and offer encouragement….that is so precious to my heart. You have no idea how much you mean to me.

Visit with Lynn and the others for more “thankfulness” today.