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Getting Ready for Thanksgiving
Okay, so yesterday I had a meltdown. I yelled at the boys present, apologized later, got counseled by my daughter-in-law, got forgiven and prayed for. I can always blame my computer (because I hate to admit I'm technologically challenged); I just couldn't get something to work.
After a few tears and confessions, I realize what is happening. Part of mine and Burt's job is to protect the peace at our "tent." Everyone who comes on our property comments on the feeling of serenity that is present her, and we have to make sure that this feeling prevails because it is His divine Presence. I know that part of a verse of scripture tells us to "endeavor to keep the peace..." When I went to my concordance to look up the reference for it, I was surprised to see all the passages that refer to "peace." One in Psalms particularly impressed me: "Work hard at living in peace with other." (Psalm 34:14). Wow. Maybe it isn't all that easy!
In a few hours we will have a house full of sons, wives, grandchildren, and dogs. We will have a very mad cat. What I have to realize that the meltdown I gave way to yesterday was a challenge to let my guard down when it came to keeping the peace. I didn't do so well.
Today, I'm ready to think about the purpose of the Season that we are about to enter. I am determined that the Prince of Peace will be welcome in our home, and that others will recognize His presence... but there's still nothing wrong with a good cry!
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The Secret Place
This morning I experienced a small taste of the meaning of the Psalm 91:1, "He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High abides under the shadow of the Almighty." With the aid of noise canceling headphones, I listened to a playlist of beautiful worship music, and there I was overcome with the presence of God. From the first sounds of "Lord, You're Beautiful," I was compelled to get alone and fall to my knees. I found myself weeping from somewhere deep within my soul. Eventually I rested on my bed and lifted my arms up to the One whose love I was seeking.
I had the mental picture of our little grandchild as he sees me approach him and he reaches up to me with happy expectation. What a precious picture of how God yearns for us to want Him to "pick us up" to where He is! I thought of another verse that I have struggled to understand, Ephesians 2:6, "For He raised us from the dead along with Christ, and are seated with Him in the heavenly realms-- all because we are one with Christ Jesus." For the first time, I think I have a glimpse of what that means. I felt that God had indeed reached down and picked me up into His presence. For an hour and a half I didn't think about earthly responsibilities, or my puny needs; I was simply enraptured with His presence. I also began to understand what the scripture means that says our God is a jealous God. It doesn't mean that Almighty God is some egotist who has to be admired; far from it! It just that when I heard the first words of worship, I felt the Holy Spirit drawing me aside where we could be alone, just as we as human beings desire sometimes to be alone with the ones we love the most so we can we experience intimacy with them.
Feeling the calmness that settled over my soul, it came to me how important it is for us to teach our children to learn the benefits of this practice. They need to experience at a young age the peace that comes when they develop the habit of seeking a secret place with the Father. The practice of escaping from the noise and sensory stimuli that bombards them constantly will cause their mental and physical attributes to develop as well as their spiritual. What a wonderful concept to think of teaching our children to draw aside for a period of time to get to know the God of the Universe. And He made us a promise. He said if we draw near to Him, He will draw near to us! He also said that if we seek Him, we will find Him. It's not a game; it's a promise beyond our comprehension!
Reflecting His Presence
This morning, Burt and I are enjoying the beauty (and temperature!) of the North Georgia Mountains. We came up to Brasstown Valley Resort for a few days of R & R. It has been wonderful, being away with just ourselves. I rode with my husband while he played a round of golf, and although I don't ever aspire to be a golfer, I enjoyed seeing the beautifully groomed course, situated in the valley with the Blue Ridge Mountains forming a backdrop. I didn't bring any golf shoes with me, so I took off my sandals and pampered my feet in the carpet of grass. Then I pampered them even more with a trip to the spa!
It is hard to say which is more delectable, the food or the setting in which it is served. We have sat on the porch overlooking the valley/golf course at each meal. Breakfast is refreshing, and the afternoon sunsets are glorious. But this is only a part of the story.
For three days, the Lord has let us relax. Then this morning at breakfast, He took us off the bench and put us back into the game. He sent us a server with a hungry heart. His name was Jonathan, and one word led to another, until we found ourselves discussing things of a Spiritual nature. At one point, he asked Burt if he ever "preached" or spoke at churches or places like that. When we said no, we just shared what God seemed to want us to say to whomever He sent across our path, the young guy seemed fascinated. He wanted to know if we were staying longer because he would like to talk some more. We exchanged contact information, and then agreed to meet him this afternoon when he gets off work at 3:00P.M.
Somehow, this young man saw something in us that he was seeking. He had a heart that was hungry and a mind that wanted answers. We didn't seek him out. He was led to us, and our spirits connected. Our job is not to answer every question that he has. Our responsibility is simply to not blur the reflection of Christ that should be on us.
God's ways are so wonderful. He has allowed us time to enjoy one another, as well as His magnificent creation, and maybe even set the course for another person's life. what a privilege and an honor to be the reflection of Him!