Monday, June 18, 2012

Hidden and Transformed

A transformed life is a life that has been formed by the Hands of God.

It is a life that has surrendered to the Hands of the LORD.  And has rested and waited in those Hands in a place of trust while He has done and is doing the work and not caring where the Hands place that finished work because she has found great comfort being hidden in the Hands of her LORD.

The One who is forming and shaping her into His image, what He sees fit for His daughter, not what she see's fit anymore.  She has come to a place where her comfort is in His Hands ~ no longer wanting to direct her life or shape her life anymore.  She longs for His masterpiece in her life because she knows that He is the Lover of her soul. 

Rest my daughter, Rest in these Hands of Mine.
Your Beloved who longs for you.

"Woe to him who strives with his Maker!"...Shall the clay say to him who forms it, 'What are you making?'
Isaiah 45:9

He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
Psalm 91:1

For whom He foreknew, He also predestined to be conformed to the image of His Son.
Romans 8:29

Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind, that you may prove what is the good and acceptable and perfect will of God.
Romans 12:2

Friday, June 8, 2012

The Great Exchange

Then He said, "Abba, Father, all things are possible for You.  Take this cup away from Me;
                          nevertheless, not what I will, but what You will."  Mark 14:36

For my sake and for yours, I am so thankful that Jesus not only said to His Father, "not what I will, but what You will." He walked out His Father's will.  Why did it have to be this way?  I don't understand all of that.  But in trusting and believing He has made me into a new creation.  He has done in my life what I couldn't do for myself.

I have several of those - Take this cup away from me LORD.......................

So this Lenten Season He has so graciously spoke to my heart about those things.   

First I bought a large white mug, a red paint pen and wrote on the mug, 

        "Take This Cup
          Not my will, but Yours be done."     Luke 22:42

Then I cut up little strips of paper and put them with a pen in another mug next to the "Take This Cup".  

As I have gone to Him I have written, most times, the same thing over and over on the paper and placed them in the cup.  It's been a visual, a place of trading if you will, from my hands into His hands.  It's been a place where the  holding on to, worrying, has being exchanged for His grace, His peace, His view point and seeing those things from His perspective instead of mine.  It's been a place of grace, a place of healing. 

Not to say that those things have changed in the natural.  They are still there.  It's how I see them that has changed.   Still being in the storm but having a different perspective in the storm.  By His divine grace being able to dance in the storm.  

Still sometimes wanting to cry but going back to the "Take This Cup" and rewriting the mountain down and placing it back into the cup - once again taking it from my hands and putting into His hands and again being able to dance once again.  

I am humbled by His grace once again being revealed in my life.  Once again in awe of His work in my life,  His great concern and love for me to take my life and redeem all things in it.
He is about redeeming - My Redeemer Lives!!!  

The tomb is empty - to the tomb is the cross and it's through the cross and the Blood of the Lamb that was shed that makes all things new and gives us the ability to place our lives, it all into His hands for His will to be accomplished in our lives instead of our will.   I am so thankful that He so patiently teaches us this transfer throughout our lives.  Our sin for His life.  It is the Great Exchange all provided by because of His great love for us.

Let it rain..............I will dance in the storm.

It's time, it's time to put on my raincoat and rainboots and dance in the storm - just like a child who goes out into the rain all decked out and dances so freely and so sweetly in the rain ~ carefree.......

I will lift up my face to the One who has created the rain and in this storm I will praise Him.  To dance the joyful dance because He has my heart.  I belong to Him, He knows all, He sees all and He hears all.

To offer to Him this storm, this trial, this suffering for His glory, for
isn't this what we need to do in the storms of life ~  to dance.  There's a place in the storm, right in the middle, in the eye where we can rest.  The eye ~ His eye ~ knowing that He sees, He's here.

"And suddenly a great tempest arose on the sea, so that the boat was covered with waves.  But He (Jesus) was asleep."  Mathew 8:24

Jesus is here.  He is in the boat, in the storm with us so that we can dance.  He is here.  Even if it seems as if He is sleeping He is still here so that we can dance in the storm.  The storm will not overtake us, He is with us. 

My dear friend, will you dance with me?  Will you put on your rain gear and dance?  Will you place yourself in His hands, the One who longs to take you to the eye of the storm and dance.

Saturday, February 11, 2012

Jesus holds me together......

Day 6 of my Princess of all princesses being in the PICU.

I can't hold things together, circumstances have once again screamed out of control.

As I wake this morning with feelings of how am I going to do this again, how am I going to live, my heart reminds me the only way to live is in fellowship with Christ ~ remember...

.....I may know Him
and the power of His resurrection
and the fellowship of His sufferings,
being conformed to His death.
Philippians 3:10

Oh yes, I am reminded, right here in suffering there is fellowship with my risen LORD.

I don't want to move quickly thru this season, I just long to live it with Him, step by step, breath by breath because it's here ~ in Jesus ~ I know I will be safe and therefore I can lead my children in His peace and His safety. There is no place else to be, to live.

He gently reminds me He is holding it all together, He is holding me.

I don't have to fear how I am going to get it all done today because His Word has that covered ~

Indeed before the day was,
I am He.
Isaiah 43:13

Oh my heart do you see? before I woke up this morning to the feeling of being overwhelmed, of out of control, how will I do this again........He says ~ before your day was........I am He. He has it covered. Oh the great comfort that comes from knowing and believing that He is.......
Jesus covers all my needs, all my feelings.

Before all and in all and thru all ~ Jesus is....

The rest and peace that comes from knowing and believing.
It causes my heart to rejoice and leap about with great shouts of exuberant joy because Jesus is here ~ He hasn't left me, my princess, my family, my circumstances. He is in the very detail of them, watching and doing His very work in our circumstances and in our hearts.

O dear one, for you too, in whatever you face today, do you also see, He has you, He has it all ~ all covered. He is there before it all, before you woke up this morning to face the day, He is. He has your path covered and in Him you too are complete.

Let us rest, my friend, in His Word, in His truth for our today.

He is here..............

Thursday, February 9, 2012

.... complete in Him......

And He is before all things, and in Him all things consist, held together. Colossians 1:17

.....and you are complete in Him...... Colossians 2:10

I can't wait to see my beloved and our other 4 children today. I have been in the walls of the hospital for days now with our Princess of all princesses. In hospital time, waiting, wondering, praying...... His grace has sustained me, His grace has been here, a place of refuge.

Longing to kiss and hug the rest of my family and longing for us to be a whole family unit again ~ but gently reminded by the One who created families that my wholeness, completeness in found only in Him.

Why is it that we are always striving to find our peace in our circumstances, in having some element of control of our surroundings, of control in our lives? Why does it take us so long to realize and learn that it is in our brokeness we are made whole when we surrender to Him.

Thursday, January 19, 2012

Isn't life a journey.....the traveling as much as the destination. I long for His grace....

His rest....

His peace...

to accompany my every step .

Longing for His grace and not to be tossed to and fro. To be full of Jesus so when life squeezes me, it's Him that comes out.

longing, seeking, waiting...

more of Him, less of me.

Thankful for the glimpses of this desire ~ we see in part, we know in part and one day we will see face to face. oh.... what a day, what a glorious day that will be.

Being a homeschooling mom of 5 and one with 24/7 needs often I feel exhaused and spent ~ as if there is nothing more to be poured out ~ LORD make me a drink offering is a prayer of my heart. Oh sometimes my flesh wishes that I wouldn't pray that prayer, but then my heart reminds me of the blessing from the LORD that children are.

His gift.

His treasure.

And my heart cries out again; LORD make me a drink offering. I long to be a sweet drink to my children and husband.

I am so thankful for His grace.....

When I retire for the evening feeling as there is nothing left to give and how in the world will I do this again tomorrow, my heart reminds me, He reminds me....

His mercies are new every morning...........

Rest, rest, and LORD do your work in me, your amazing, above what I can ask or think or imagine work. And He does................