“You have given me the shield of your salvation, and your right hand supported me, and your gentleness made me great. You gave a wide place for my steps under me, and my feet did not slip. I pursued my enemies and overtook them, and did not turn back till they were consumed. ~ Psalm 18:35-37
I have seen “gentleness” in action. I have witnessed the sweet spirit of the Lord in others. I have been blessed with gentle spirited sisters. They were not so blessed.
I was the one with the “physical strength” growing up. The one that helped mother “re-arrange furniture—before school” (ya’ll see where I get it from?), on a morning when it was time for a “change” in the house.
I was the one that learned from Pa-pa how to crank the “chain-saw” (small one) so that I could cut wood for the fireplace in the winter. I LOVED doing that! I know that sounds crazy. He also taught me the correct way to chop what we called “lightered” –from an old “lightered stump” to start a fire with. Now, it seems you can buy “starter” wood!
I was not the gentle one. But my two sisters were. I was the “doer” —Action—must have been my middle name—still today—-I like staying active. But I love the gentleness in others…and wish it for myself.
God has a gentle way with me…in my “not-so-gentle-way”. He directs my thoughts when they turn harsh about certain things—back to a gentle flow. Just this week—I had trouble with my “gentleness”—especially when I heard that family that is near and dear was spoken of with un-Christ-like feelings —my gentleness meter plummeted. My “chain-saw” meter went up! Words can cut like a saw—leaving the affected one ragged and torn.
Lynn, of Spiritually Unequal Marriage prompted me to “watch closely” my words and thoughts. In her post “The Water Drop Experiment” (which we all need to read—again–especially me!) Her post reminded me of things I tend to “forget”—especially when someone I care about is attacked —by the enemy. And the enemy uses anyone willing to be used. I don’t want to be the used. I want to be the “gentle blessing” in someones life. As my dear sisters always have been to me.
The best example of gentleness I have ever witnessed on this earth, was from the marriage of my sister Wanda and her beloved Mark. You never really know what a person is made of until they are tried in the fire. As Mark stood by her bedside—with unwavering faith—the gentleness of his love poured from his heart by his actions, words and deeds. He has a very gentle spirit with those he loves and I am thankful that my dear sister was the recipient of such…for almost 26 precious years. Today would have marked that 26th year. Thank you Mark, for your loving gentle ways—and for everything you have been and continue to be for each one of us. She is celebrating with the LORD today.
I am thankful for my family. For the gentleness of the Holy Spirit—as He guides and directs my heart and mind. I am thankful for healing in broken hearts and homes. I am thankful for the loved ones that will be making that all important commitment to Christ….soon. By faith they are on their way!
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