Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Not I, But Christ

“Create in me a clean heart, O God; and renew a right spirit within me.” Psalm 51:10

Yes, I have repeated these words over and over again. I shouted this in love to my Savior who gave me another chance to see His blessings.

I almost emotionally derailed my trip to Morganton. From there, my husband and I with two friends were headed to the Billy Graham Training Center at The Cove. I know. . . how could I have been so distraught about a gas crisis and getting stuck at The Cove! Woe is me!!!

The trip to The Cove was fabulous! We took the Blue Ridge Parkway. Need I say more? At one lookout area, I met a painter who was trying to capture the lushness and fluctuating light on the mountains. I saw God’s beauty in a new dimension as he tipped the brush and dabbed paint to highlight and enhance. What a joy!

But the best was yet to come. Two and half days we sat at Dr. David Bruce’s feet and learned more about Jesus’ teachings from the book of Colossians. The instructor titled his study, “Living in the Promise of Eternity”. I cannot begin to explain the importance this topic had on me. From beginning until the end I saw my name written in a lot of places. It was especially geared to understand how to navigate life through complexities and challenges.

The gas crisis only stirred up another crisis that was going on within me. Our God is magnificent at getting us in the middle of the stew and then stirring up the stuff sticking to the bottom. That stuff rising up was almost to the point of charring. As a cook, you know when that happens you have almost ruined the stew.

Almost ruined it, but didn’t by the saving grace of Jesus who quickly turned me around with Scripture. God’s Word never returns void.

“Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?” Luke 12:25

Part of the study of Colossians was on growing in faith by being strong in life and meeting trials and difficult situations head on. The key is knowing God’s Word which settles one into knowledge and understanding. In my moment of gas-crisis-panic, I failed to be settled by the truth I know in God’s Word. And God used every failed attempt on my part to bring me back to His Word, to ground, and re-center me.

I loved Colossians 2:5 when it says above all to lead “orderly and firm” lives. Dr. Bruce reminded us that it was a military term to keep rank and be firm in our faith.

I broke rank when I got overwrought over the gas situation. What a lesson I needed. Over the days at The Cove, I realized that I needed to watch out for spiritual perils and stand firm. The only way to do that is to put God’s Word in my mind and pray fervently for strength and courage in unsettling times and events.

The most beautiful thing I learned was how to be victorious over sin. My gas-crisis-panic was a sinful act of distrust. But the Word is clear about what we can do to be victorious over sin.

1. Starve it – don’t feed emotions.
2. Crowd it out – by positive graces.
3. Activate the Word in your life.
4. Apply the blood of Jesus. Pray for the power of the blood to cover sin.
5. Live in the Power of the Holy Spirit through prayer.

When we do these things, we can starve all those pent up emotions and channel them into worship, singing, and praise, glorifying God’s name. Then all will see Jesus on our face.

Trust me I saw many people at The Cove who wore Jesus in humble, beautiful ways. What a testimony! They displayed the heart of Jesus, exercised faith, operated from a servant’s heart, saturated themselves in prayer, and spoke about Jesus’ life and work as real and tangible.

Lord, bend that proud and stiffnecked “I.”
Oh to be saved from myself, dear Lord,
Oh to be lost in Thee:
Oh that it might be no more I,
But Christ that lives in me.

If the stew gets stirred up remember Jesus will help you pick out the charred pieces until the stew becomes palatable and tasty. He’s a Master Chef at correcting mistakes. Trust me. I’ve met Him in the kitchen many times.

Thank you, Jesus, for loving me when I don’t love myself. Thank you for new mornings and new chances.


In Thee I place it all,

Monday, September 26, 2016

Gas Crisis?

On Saturday, September 17, 2016 my husband and I journeyed toward Morganton, N.C. We were not 50 miles from home when I unfortunately read the news about “North Carolina’s gas crisis”. Gas crisis? At this point, I was ready to go home. From Morganton, we were planning on driving to Asheville for an event. I quickly figured the distance and realized there was no way a tank of gas would get me home.

As nicely as I could in my distraught condition, I asked my husband to please turn the car around and take me home. I told him that I did not want to be stranded in the western part of the state. And as nicely as he could, he told me we were not turning back, but were going to continue our trip forward.

Well, I’d like to say we had a wonderful ride from that moment until destination arrival, but I will not add lying to my list of egregious internal railings.

We arrived at our destination to visit with friends before heading on to our big event. I admit I struggled to keep my composure. Looking back I realize I was in severe emotional overdrive, overwrought, and overwhelmed.

Later that night, I went to the Lord in earnest prayer asking Him to do what only He could do—calm my soul and renew my spirit. I immediately felt tension flowing away as I drifted off to sleep.

“Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life?” Luke 12:25

That was the verse I heard in my subconscious as I was waking up. Oh how foolish it is to worry about tomorrow since it accomplishes nothing. Well, nothing but a raging headache! I realize the gas problem could have stranded us for a few days, but instead of looking at it as an adventure of sorts, I let the uncertainty of the situation fester and bring up all the things at home I had to get back to and do.

Overnight God eased my tension. I do believe He needed me to get back focused on Him. He had a lot of surprises and too many blessings for me to miss. If I had started my second day like the first, I would have lost some incredible memories.

Stress can derail us.

What a beautiful lesson for me. When the unfortunate happens or plans seemed sabotaged, sit in wonder and expectation. Something’s up. It might be a negative situation. In that case, you buckle up and endure. But . . . it just might be the best thing ever! Some of God’s greatest gifts come in simple, unannounced, random ways.

What a life lesson for me. I want to remember this one forever. Do not worry. More importantly, I don’t want to miss God’s blessings. I can’t even think about the gifts unseen, unnoticed, or unaccepted on that first day of my high tension. It hurts to know I can never get them back. But I can make sure it doesn’t happens again. And I can promise you, worrying didn’t add one single hour to my life. To be truthful it took many hours away from my joy.

Next blog is God’s overflow of blessings.


Blessings,