At a Glance

At a Glance

As I scroll through Facebook at finger-swiping speed on my iPad, and glance at articles of information flying by, I stop to realize that I have misread a piece of info COMPLETELY wrong. I then, scan my eyes over the short write-up to make sure I am grasping the Facebook post correctly.
Me: “I have noticed that when I quickly scan through a short online post, I am not reading the same words that were originally typed. It’s like they get twisted into something else when I don’t really care to take the time reading.”


God: “Have you not glanced at people in the same way and misread them? Too quick of a look and you judge their character wrong.”


Me: “What should I do?”


God: “Get to know them. Truly read them.”


Me: “Read them?”


God: “How do you read a book that you want to spend time getting to know its story?”


Me: “I study the cover and its summary to find hidden storylines that give hint to what’s inside the book and then I read its contents to verify the cover.”


God: “And you do guess right by what you saw on the cover?”


Me: “…not always. At times, I have been assuming the opposite of what the truth really is but with people…I have been wrong about them on many occasions.”


God: “What’re you going to do about it?”


Me: “Well, I know Someone with x-ray vision Who is willing and able to see through fleshly covers and dive deep into the pages of people’s characters.”

 

 

End thought: “Put on your ‘Jesus X-ray glasses’ and see deeper than the cover…the Facebook post…and other social media outlets.”
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Piggy Wiggy

Piggy Wiggy

God: Don’t throw your pearls before swine.


Me: Can Christians still be pigs? Cause I believe I’ve seen a few.


God: They’ve been freed from the pigpen but some do not know how to live differently…and they still yearn for the muddy mess. 
Don’t fall for the sinking mud pits…there are fresh pastures to explore.


Me: What of the pork chops that wander too far past the pasture?


God: They are no longer swine but transformed with knowing Me and they can never go too far with Me. Walk deeper and I will walk with you deeper still.


Me: I guess, I’m thinking about the “religious” piggies who totally wig out on info of You but continually run into a wall and can’t see past it.


God: Ah, that is the brother of the old pig pen. It looks nice and clean and when one compares it to the old pigsty, it looks like heaven…and that’s just what the blind thinks it is. They feel secure within its fencing and everything seems in order…but there is no life…just a detour that takes lost souls off their free range. They continually run into the fencing but never understand that they are trapped.


Me: Huh, thank you for this convo.


God: You’re welcome piggy.


Me: Hey! I thought I was transformed by You!


God: Yes, but remember from where you came…there were times when you didn’t want to leave the pigsty and moments where you were trapped in the delusion of the clean pen. Remember where you were, remember how I saved you, and help others to know.
The Burning Bush

The Burning Bush

If you were raised in a Christian home like me, then you’ve probably seen the animated movie The Prince of Egypt. Yes, it was a goosebumps-inflicting; wave of chills moment when God used Moses to part the sea…but one segment of the movie stuck out more to me…


The burning bush.

“Then he said, ‘Do not come near here; remove your sandals from your feet, for the place on which you are standing is holy ground.'” Exodus 3:5


When Moses begins to fear man and his own past, God reminds Moses who He is.
“I AM WHO I AM…” Exodus 3:14 
God then goes on to tell Moses what actions to take and what the end result will be…the freeing of his people. (Read the whole chapter of Exodus 3 to soak in this story..preferably while eating popcorn)

Goodness! How would you feel if God asked you to revisit the place where your past will be ever present in the minds of those around you?! Not to mention that Moses killed a man! *Facepalm*


It comes down to God, the Big Cheese, the Dude Upstairs…the great I AM. 


When we focus on man all we see is the mental capacity of man. When we focus on God…well, let’s just say that He can’t fit into a box and is too dynamic to dissect. Sheesh, just look at how much He loves us when we are unloveable!


We don’t need to put on our sandals, for even though our road is narrow, we are walking on holy ground. Our Guide will direct our steps (should we allow Him to), and if we stray from our path He will surely pull us out of the snare of the devil (imagine my saying the enemy’s name in a disgusted manner)…we just need to call upon Him. 


“The mind of a man plans his way, but the Lord directs his steps.” Prov. 16:9


“24The Lord’s bond-servant must not be quarrelsome, but be kind to all, able to teach, patient when wronged, 25with gentleness correcting those who are in opposition, if perhaps God may grant them repentance leading to the knowledge of the truth, 26and they may come to their senses and escape from the snare of the devil, having been held captive by him to do his will.” 2 Timothy 2:24-2
Water Walker

Water Walker

I walked toward the water’s edge and gazed at the rapids before me. There were words spoken and carried by the mist of the waves; calling me by a name that was me but so much more. A single word that expressed every detail of who I was and who I am in Christ. 
I knew it was the One whom my soul loved. Nothing could stand between us; all I had to do was focus on the voice and step onto the damp terrain. Just put one foot in front of the other, but; alas, the beasts of the sea reminded me of the depths and terrors below.
“You can’t do this.” 
“The waters will gobble you up.” 
“The voice you heard was a figment of your imagination.” 


I couldn’t do it.


A better idea sprung into my crammed-packed consciousness.
“I will build stepping stones to my destination!”
Days turned into weeks and weeks into months, until I realized that the voice that was calling me had been drowned out by my focus of building each strong stone being supported by beams plunged into the deep. Not only had I barely made a dent in my destination, but I was building my stone pathway in the wrong direction!
Down and depressed on the failure I had become, there came a small voice once again…”Come to Me…”
I had enough of trying on my own, so I stepped onto the water and walked towards a man at the end of a tumultuous wet path. The first part of the walk was steady but after a few moments, I began to sink in fear of my surroundings. Waves threatened to pull me deeper, but then a hand appeared. With all my might, I clung to the hand and was pulled above the surface. The Man spoke to me without using his mouth…He was speaking through His spirit.


“Walk with Me and you shall never hunger…you shall never thirst…you shall never be in want…I am with you always…”


I have been walking with my Friend, Jesus, ever since.

The Toddler and His Father

The Toddler and His Father

 A toddler walks barefoot with his father; holding onto his hands. The child sees a dark-new area ahead that catches his interest, so he asks his father to go explore it. The father replies with, “Dear one, if you want to go there, you must put your shoes on.” The toddler was stubborn and believed that he would not get hurt as long as his daddy was there, so he denied the shoes and continued to walk on still-tender feet. The father reluctantly consented after a few more tries of convincing his dear one, but knew his child would get hurt.
As the toddler walked upon the ruff terrain, he stepped on a thorn bush and began to bleed. He let go of his father and fell down to hold his wounded feet. Suddenly he realized that the darkness was around him like a thick blanket…”Daddy, where are you!?,” the child cried out…for he could not see his father because he let go of his steady hands in the darkness.
The Father was there; he was always there, and he had picked up the toddler and began kissing his tears away. The child finally reached up and embraced the One who was with him through it all. The father carried him for awhile (as he healed) and then told him to try walking again…but reminded him to put on his shoes, and he did so with his father’s help. The toddler grasped his father’s hands and together they continued their walk…

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What is the meaning behind this story? Well, there could be many interpretations of what is behind this short tale…but I will do my best at listening and typing to what God is saying to me. Haha Luckily, God is ever-patient with me. ;P If He can use the stuttering Moses to speak for Him, then I know He can make my clumsy fingers type something decent. 

 

Anyways…here we go.
 
I saw the darkness ahead and thought I could handle it because I had my Father (God) with me. Little did I know that “I was looking at the storm while standing on the seashore.” 
Sometimes, correction, MANY times I think I can handle what awaits for me ahead in life because I am holding onto my Father’s hands. Little-did-I-realize that God tells us what we need on our journeys (like applying the armor of God daily-Ephesians 6).
He is ready to give us the tools we need to walk among darkness and thorns, tools to climb the mountains ahead, and equipment to fight the battles that wait for us in the future…
Are you listening to His still but ever-present voice? I know I wasn’t. He was talking to a wall of stubbornness with me, and I got hurt by walking in the pride of my walk with God instead of humbly listening to His instruction before putting a step forward…I let go of His hands, felt alone, but he was there the whole time…wiping away my tears with loving kisses. I reached out for Him, He held me close.


My dad (earthly father) always reminds me to have a “walking and talking” relationship with God…not just walking or even talking but conversing (which involves listening).

 

What is God advising you to do this very moment as you continue to walk in your journey?
Where is my Compass?

Where is my Compass?

Why have I become angry when reading the Bible? Because I have read with my fleshly eyes…I was searching for a “yes” or a “no” answer but there were/are numerous possibilities. In other words I have searched for a “black or white” answer but I have been seeing some grey areas…and also areas with many colors. These rainbow-like and grey areas are something I cannot understand myself but only with the help from Who’s lips the Bible was written can I grasp the meaning.
Now I see that our loving Father has given us the Word to be like a map…and all I was missing was the Compass (God to lead me in faith and understanding).
The “map” is amazing to behold as you search through the old stories of the walks with God that man had…but where does your life correspond with those stories? Ask God.

Conclusion: Let God lead you in the reading of the Word. Let the Compass show you the way of the map and let the map prove that the instructions are coming forth from the Compass and not a deceiving spirit.

Smiling in the Stormy Pain/Rain

Smiling in the Stormy Pain/Rain

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Rain washes away the irritating dust of our lives, cleanses away impurities, and nourishes our grounds for new growth.
Though the rain maybe a time of sadness, the thunder fearsome, and the light from the cheerful sun replaced by the dangerous veins of lightening…remember that this is a time of trials and purification. “Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy,” Psalm 126:5
Also remember that it cannot rain forever! The sun will eventually come out! God may just throw a few rainbows in-between so we will not forget that He is with us during the storm. He will not over-flow our lives like the flood of Noah’s time, God will not push us past our limits (possibly to the edge of our existence but not exceeding how much we can handle). 😉
“I set My bow in the cloud, and it shall be for a sign of a covenant between Me and the earth.” Genesis 9:3
“No test or temptation that comes your way is beyond the course of what others have had to face. All you need to remember is that God will never let you down; he’ll never let you be pushed past your limit; he’ll always be there to help you come through it.” 1 Corinth. 10:13

Soil cannot bring forth the vegetation if it is hard and dry, it must be beaten down and made soft by the stormy rains. “But other fell into good ground, and brought forth fruit, some an hundredfold, some sixtyfold, some thirtyfold.” Matthew 13:8

May God make us soft like clay in His hands so that He may mould and sculpt us to be more in His Son’s likeness. “Yet you, LORD, are our Father. We are the clay, you are the potter; we are all the work of your hand.” Isaiah 64:8

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