So Weep Not!

As I watch the clouds weep 

on this early Spring morning 

my tears join the clouds as they cry.  

My mind's full of grief for the sin that Christ carried 

and my heart's sick with sorrow 

as if no tomorrow 

will come, and my tears will not dry. 

Gently, there comes from the heart of the Father

a breeze whispering, “Daughter, don't cry.

Yes, the price for your sin was paid by my son.

He was willing to pay

and His life give away

so your tears could forever be dry."

"It was love for you child that He walked on that path.

It was love for all men that He'd die.

So weep not, 

see the morning

 as she shouts out in joy.

Weep not!

See the sun as He shines.

Weep not!

Hear the words, "He is risen.  He lives."

Weep not!

and remember, you're mine.

He has risen.

Joy will reign

on this earth and in heaven.

The price has been paid, and sin's power lies dead.

Sing, child!  

For your sins are forgiven."

Friends, I was thinking about what to write at this especially difficult time of the year - the days that we consider all Jesus had to go through for us.  I decided that something I had written last Easter season was what I needed to post again.  So....

It's almost time!  Easter is just around the corner!  But, before we sing of His resurrection, before we glory in the Conqueror’s might, let's take a minute to walk with His disciples during those dark days of uncertainty.  

I want us to walk with those men and women because I believe that we all have days of uncertainty as they did.  We all have days when we wonder what tomorrow will bring.  We all wonder, at some time or another, if tomorrow will even come, don’t we?

Can you imagine the disappointment?
Can you feel the aching pain?
Their leader is dead.  
Their hope was in vain.

Those hopes seemed to vanish, eclipsed by the roar 
of the thunder within, and the words “nevermore.”

Their plans for tomorrow were lost in the storm 
of the evil before them, 
in the winds of despair.
They questioned, “God, why,
and God how can it be
that Jesus, our Savior, is no longer there?”

As we walk with the people who walked with our Lord, 
we can feel in our hearts the despair they endured.

But today

on the other side of the cross, on the other side of the empty tomb, we can scarcely imagine what they might have felt.  

We can’t really walk in their shoes, especially since we know the rest of the story.  They told us!  And in their words we find our solid hope! 

I, for one, wish His friends hadn’t been required to walk that path.  But I’m so grateful that they were finally able to touch the scars and hear His voice, and to see and know that He was truly alive after all.

May you live in hope as you consider the joy that was just around the corner for those disciples, but is here - now for us. 

From my heart, Diane

 

 

 

Sometimes we Cry

 

Dear friends, 

I’ve been thinking about the fact that God is, according to the Scriptures, always present.  The word that theologians use is Omnipresent.  Omni, the Latin meaning, all or every.  God is present everywhere, every time.  But sometimes we can’t get our minds around that truth, since we see things from a human point of view. I tried to put myself in a place where doubt in His constant presence lives, so the following are those thoughts. 

If
When I’m heavy-hearted
or when dreams terrify,
or when the world seems broken
I cry 
"God, please tell me Why!"

If
Tears fall on my pillow
as the darkness rules the sky,
if
my plans and hopes are shattered
I can’t but wonder why, 
and I cry. 

I wonder
if God is a God of love 
but still my life feels gray.
If I’m a child of His,
but He seems so far away.
If He doesn't see my face,
from His great hiding place
beyond the heavens’ darkest space.

Or  

if God was absent now, today,
if on this path He wasn’t here 
and because of that I lost my way.
If that were true, I could but cry

“My God, Oh God, please tell me why?” 

But praise be to God 

HE IS PRESENT
GOD IS HERE 

He is filling, presiding, powerful and wise. 
He is always, eternal, the limitless King.
He is God above all, and to Him I will bring
Songs of rejoicing, my God and My King. 

I can give Him my worries, my cares and my sin.
I can trust His forgiveness again and again.
He’s the God who is close and will not move away.
He’s the God who will walk with me day after day. 

“God’s alive and He’s here!”
So, this I will sing
 "Almighty and present, my God and my King!"

1 Peter 5:7 (TLB) Let him have all your worries and cares, for he is always thinking about you and watching everything that concerns you. 

Jeremiah 23:23-24 (ESV) “Am I a God at hand, declares the Lord, and not a God far away? Can a man hide himself in secret places so that I cannot see him? declares the Lord. Do I not fill heaven and earth? declares the Lord.
 

To Rescue Me from Me

Today, I read some truly challenging words in a devotion book that my husband and I enjoy each morning.  The book is "New Morning Mercies" by Paul David Tripp.  Thank you, my friend Darla, for the gift of this book.

This morning's message focused on James 4:1-20.  The beginning sentences in today's  chapter speak of the sin in one’s heart - anger, bitterness, discontent, jealousy; sins that may result in difficult people problems.  Although the author didn't mention them, those sins can also result in health issues.  Those problems cannot always be laid at another door.

One of the important statements in this study is that much of the time the problem is me.  I'm desperately in need of the grace of God.  And, as Mr. Tripp says, "If I confess this, I am saying that I don't so much need to be rescued from people, locations, and situations.  I am in desperate need of the grace of God that alone is able to rescue me from me." 

I love what David asked of God in Psalm 51.  "Create in me a clean heart oh God and renew a right spirit within me." 

It's about the heart, isn't it?

It's all about what's in my heart
and how I think and feel.
It's not another's sins set free
or the way this evil world I see.
It's not those things that hinder me
from knowing grace is real.

When trials come, when anger lives, when bitterness is there,
when discontent and jealous thoughts are more than I can bear,
God's grace is still available.
His love can set me free.
When I kneel with all my heart and mind
in contrite humility.

And then I must depend on Him
to rescue me from me. 

Lord I Believe

This message could touch any of us at any time.  Right now, I'm more than convinced that our God has me in His hands.  Funny thing, my husband reminded me recently that prayer is not in the hands of the “prayee” but in the hands of the God we pray to.

When we pray, do we trust God to answer?  Have you ever been told that God didn’t answer your prayers because you didn’t trust Him enough?  Do we have to have perfect faith before our Father will hear and answer our prayers?

There’s a story in the Bible about just that.  We read in Mark 9 about a man in the crowd around Jesus who said, 

“Teacher, I brought you my son who is possessed by a spirit that has robbed him of speech. Whenever it seizes him, it throws him to the ground. He foams at the mouth, gnashes his teeth and becomes rigid. I asked your disciples to drive out the spirit, but they could not.”

After some discussion the man said to Jesus,  "if you can do anything, take pity on us and help us.”

‘If you can’?” said Jesus. “Everything is possible for one who believes."

”Immediately the boy’s father exclaimed, “I do believe; help me overcome my unbelief!”  . . .and Jesus healed the child.

We pray, and God has the power to answer.

Life in this world seemed so troubled and torn

that I asked for a reason or plan in this storm.

Black thoughts may assail me,

and doubts may arise.

I want to see God, 

and to look in His eyes.

The wonder,

the worry,

the doubt will not leave

unless I can trust Him and truly believe

that

God holds tomorrow in the palms of his hands

and all things will work out in the way that He plans.

I plead that my heart will trust God today,

As the paths of my life turn and twist on the way.

I want to feel strong and to truly believe,

and to see in the future the pattern He weaves.

My mind must remember,

that His love will not end.

"My Father, my helper, my God, and my friend."

Today I will trust Him and truly receive

His help, and His love.

I will truly believe

what He’s shown in my life,
day by day,
hour by hour,

and remember the times that I witnessed His power.

I'll remember He loves me, so I trust in His care

and remember I’m His,

and He’ll always be near.

Dear Friends, 

Lately I've been reading  The Knowledge of The Holy by A W Tozer

This has been a really good start.  The beginning of the book sets in motion thoughts that have been forming in my brain for quite some time.  The main idea of this first portion is that God is beyond.  You may have heard me say those words recently.  But the author has a beautiful way of describing that reality.  His voice is so effortlessly skilled at describing what cannot be described.

Mr. Tozer uses the word “dignity” several times in this chapter.  That some of the ideas (pictures) that we humans might have about God are beneath the dignity of the Most High God.  I was stuck a little at the word, but if I stop to consider what the Bible tells us, and nature tells us, and our inmost thoughts tell us about His Majesty, I cannot complain about the use of that phrase.

I expect one of the most intriguing things to me in Chapter one was the statement about the burden of worshipping a God who requires obedience, love, fnd acceptable worship from every part of me.  And I believe that, if I do not acknowledge this burden, I can never appreciate the sacrifice that God gave to his people in Jesus, my Savior.

To know Him, Oh the Mighty Creator

To know Him, Oh the God From Forever

To love Him

with a yearning to know,

to worship and adore Him, 

in the depths of my soul.

There's a burden to carry 

it's called perfect obedience.

And if I did not know it,

if I could not see the

requirement so heavy 

Jesus carried for me  

if I didn't acknowledge my need  

then you see  

the price paid by Jesus 

would mean nothing to me.

To know Him and all that I owe Him

To love Him 

with all that’s within

My heart cries in worship

this heart stained by sin 

my heart 

sighs 

in worship

in soul wrenching worship

in unvarnished worship

I kneel once again

Psalm 104

 Is winter a place - a dull, dim, cold place?  Can I open a door and walk into winter, or better yet, walk out of it? 

 How did this happen?  This morning I woke up and found myself in winter.  The sky was grey, hiding the sun that should have been there up above my world.

This winter place is quiet – not like the sunny days of spring, or of summer.  I find that sunshine and light are sound as well as sight.  They greet my ears and my heart, singing a beautiful bright tune – a song that’s easy to follow, easy to sing. 

So I question, “God, why did you create the seasons?  Why not always give us mostly sunshine and some cool breezes?”

But, today I read Psalm 104.  Oh!  This psalm is so beautiful! 

Many scholars believe David wrote this Psalm, but it doesn’t matter whose pen it came from.  It clutched at my heart and almost screamed these words, “Diane what makes you feel that you can complain about a few dull, drab wintery days, when you look at what our amazingly beautiful God did to make the amazing, beautiful world that you are part of?"  

The writer spoke of God making the clouds his chariot, riding on the wings of the wind and making the flaming fire His messengers.

It spoke of God’s created earth as if it were alive – fleeing from the sound of His thunder, water rising and moving to its appointed places, bound from going too far.  One verse mentions that the earth is satisfied with the fruit of God’s work.  The Psalm tells of all the animals, fish, and birds looking to God for their food in due season – filling them with good things.  I love that the Psalm even mentions a small part of this vast creation - the rock badgers – such unimpressive animals in the realm of large and fancy created things.  I read  “The high mountains are for the wild goats; the rocks are a refuge for the rock badgers.”

And of course he mentions the seasons.  “He made the moon to mark the seasons; the sun knows its time for setting.  You make darkness and it is night…”  

So when I stop to think about the truth of God’s reason for seasons, it makes sense.  And it even gives me a warm feeling to know that He had a plan for the earth and for His created earthlings.  So I know that He has a plan for me – and you as well.

Ok, I think God gave me a bit to think about on this drab, dull winter day.

Love you all,

Diane