Thanking God

“Now on his way to Jerusalem, Jesus traveled along the border between Samaria and Galilee.  As he was going into a village, ten men who had leprosy met him.  They stood at a distance and called out in a loud voice, ‘Jesus, Master, have pity on us!’  When he saw them, he said, ‘Go, show yourselves to the priests.’ And as they went, they were cleansed.  One of them, when he saw he was healed, came back, praising God in a loud voice. He threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him—and he was a Samaritan.  Jesus asked, ‘Were not all ten cleansed? Where are the other nine?  Has no one returned to give praise to God except this foreigner?’ Then he said to him, ‘Rise and go; your faith has made you well.’” (Luke 17:11-17).

Friends, let us be like that Samaritan, who, “praising God in a loud voice … threw himself at Jesus’ feet and thanked him.”  My list, offered with gratefulness to God and in partnership with Ann Voskamp, grows.  The following are numbers 101-125 of 1000 gifts.

  1. Songs of worship
  2. Praising my Savior all the day long
  3. Depends incontinence underwear for my Alzheimama
  4. Waterproof pads
  5. MobiCam monitors
  6. My mom’s love of sandwiches – so easy
  7. Boxes of tissues for noses that run
  8. Allergy drops instead of shots
  9. Ann Voskamp
  10. Mary DeMuth
  11. The Hiding Place
  12. Tender mercies, new every morning
  13. Sufficient grace for me
  14. Entering God’s rest
  15. My pastor and his wife
  16. Those who read my blog
  17. Summer greens and blues
  18. Autumn leaves falling, falling
  19. Photosynthesis
  20. Rolling hills
  21. Photography
  22. Craft paint
  23. $50 just when I needed it
  24. Clocks that automatically reset to the correct time after a power outage
  25. My washing machine and dryer

Praise God, from whom all blessings flow!  Amen.

Scary Movies And Me

I’m going out on a limb here, but I truly believe that shining His light against the darkness is the most potent weapon in my possession, so here goes:

I like scary movies.

As with any story, well-written horror plots build suspense, reveal truths about human nature, and provide entertainment.  Throughout the story, the suspense builds until it climaxes in the survival of either man or monster.  Once the evil is vanquished, anxiety dissolves.

Scary movies don’t actually frighten me, because I know there’s no such thing as cloned dinosaurs, aliens, vampires, zombies, or werewolves.  They’re stories of heroes and heroines, good overcoming evil, and people discovering that people matter most in life.  As such they’re stories of hope in the face of evil and survival in disaster.  And I love, just love, watching the heroine progress from victim to victor, smart and strong, doing the right and noble thing in the end.

But there are plenty of horror themes and movies that I don’t like and don’t watch.

I avoid those movies that focus on witchcraft, demons, or Satanism because these do exist to bind and blind people from the one true God.  Movies that highlight rape, torture, serial killers, and the like also top my Absolutely Not list.  They create fear based on the possibility of actual experience and that kind of fear does not stop with the movie’s end.  In addition, I dislike gore and excessive blood and violence.

My favorite scary movies are the Jurassic Park trilogy and the first two Alien movies.  I like Bram Stoker’s Dracula and Mary Shelley’s Frankenstein, but I don’t care to watch the more modern versions of these monsters.  I’ve never watched the Twilight Series.

I love it when the hero and heroine get smart and use their brains to avoid the beastie.  I’d prefer characters that turn on the cellar light before going down the stairs, stay together as a group, and stop tripping over their feet every time they’re forced to run away.  And frankly, I like it when most or all of them survive.  I enjoy smart dialogue and a decent plot (who doesn’t?).   And I tend to opt for older movies where the characters don’t spend half the movie having sex.

As I mentioned, these kinds of scary movies don’t scare me.  They startle at times, but overall, they’re like any other drama-thriller to me.  But as much as I don’t mind them, I do mind them very much.

After all, I’m a Christian who loves the Lord and is trying to surrender fully to Him.  What does God have to say about my habit of watching scary movies?  I consider the following verses:

“What fellowship can light have with darkness?” (2 Corinthians 6:14c).

 

“Reject every kind of evil” (1 Thessalonians 5:22).

 

“Therefore do not let sin reign in your mortal body so that you obey its evil desires” (Romans 6:12).

 

“Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth” (1 Corinthians 13:6).


“Put to death, therefore, whatever belongs to your earthly nature: sexual immorality, impurity, lust, evil desires and greed, which is idolatry” (Colossians 3:5).


If scary movies are evil, and my heart tells me this is so, then It’s pretty clear what I need to do.  After all, garbage in, garbage out, eh?  And yet I keep watching them.

“For I do not do the good I want to do, but the evil I do not want to do—this I keep on doing” (Romans 7:19).

A typical scenario for me is this: It’s late evening and I’ve put my Alzheimama to bed.  I’m too tired to read, but too awake to go to bed.  On my lap is my computer, open to my favorite solitaire games or jigsaw puzzle.  The television is on and I click around, skipping over evening shows and searching for a movie.  I seriously dislike reality shows, game shows, modern romance, animated films, and most police and law dramas.  A good movie is what I want.  If it’s one of those nights where there is no good alternative, I end up watching a scary movie.  I do the very thing I believe God wants me to stop doing, and I hate myself for it.  I go to bed confessing my sin and wake up praying for help to repent. Then evening comes and I watch again.

I need prayer.  Would you consider placing me on your prayer list?  I know, too, that I’m not the only Christian who’s been watching scary movies.  I’d like to hear from you.  What do you think is at the heart of your struggle?  What have you done about it?  What worked or didn’t work?  Let’s pray for each other.

Lord, help us to guard our hearts and our minds.  Help us to fill our minds with ”whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy— [and] think about such things.   In Jesus’ name, amen.

In case you’re wondering, here are two dozen or so of my favorite scary movies, in no particular order.  If it’s not on this list, I probably don’t watch it.

  1. Night Of The Living Dead (1968)
  2. Dawn Of The Dead (2004)
  3. Alien (1979), Aliens (1986), Alien III (1992), Alien Resurrection (1997)
  4. Jurassic Park I (1993), II (1997), III (2001)
  5. Jaws (1977)
  6. Psycho (1960)
  7. Invasion Of The Body Snatchers (1978)
  8. The Sixth Sense (1999)
  9. Halloween (1978)
  10. An American Werewolf In London (1981)
  11. The Thing (1982)
  12. The Ring (2002)
  13. Poltergeist (1982)
  14. The Howling (1981)
  15. The Grudge (2002)
  16. The Lost Boys (1987)
  17. Fright Night (1985)
  18. The Descent (2005)
  19. The Cave (2005)
  20. Shaun Of the Dead (2004)
  21. Resident Evil (2002)
  22. The Others (2001)
  23. The Changeling (1980)
  24. 28 Days Later (2002)

A Little Bug

An unfriendly, little bug bit me today.  It started with a glance at the partly inherited, mostly my fault apple figure in the mirror. Ugh.  Sigh.  Enter, discontentment.  I dragged my eyes from the reflection.

A little later, while slugging about in my recliner (one of several causes for said apple-figure) and indulging in a social media fix, I lingered on a Facebook friend’s wedding video.  It was romantic, fast-paced, and fun.  The lovely bride, my friend, is a girl who’s going places.  She’s definitely got what it takes.

She’s gorgeous, all big hair and warm eyes, young, slender, and stylish.   This fashionable young woman is incredibly talented, creative, absolutely unique, and already well-known within her industry even though she started only a few short years ago.  She’s adored by the thousands of fans who follow her from one success to another.  It’s hard to spend any time near her beautiful internet-self without developing a seriously green eye.

I, on the other hand, am not beautiful, young, or skinny. I am neither fashionable nor stylish, and any talent I possess is limited at best.  I’m not particularly successful.  I’m good at what I do, but not great.  I’m loved by a few and followed by some, but nothing on par with this dynamo-girl.   Unlike my friend, I’m pretty standard stuff.

In fact, I’m Ordinary.

Average, typical,

Run-of-the-mill,

Unexceptional, undistinguished, commonplace.   Nothing to write home about.  And yet, God uses me.  He uses me.  It makes me wonder.

Does God call people to a life of being ordinary?

Most of us cringe at the idea of being ordinary.  We want to stand out from the crowd, even if that crowd is a small group.   We want our work to matter, our lives to count, but too often we define this by worldly standards, like bigger is better.

Sometimes bigger is just bigger, and value is not rightly measured by social media analytics.

Comparison is the herald of discontentment and reveals unbelief.  David, with his heart after God, said,

“I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well” (Psalm 139:14).

 

We must receive this truth, taking it at face value, with the simple faith of a child.  You and I are each a beautiful work of God.  To convince ourselves otherwise is sin.  God’s works are wonderful.  Like David, we must know this full well.  

Truth is, not everyone can stand out from the crowd.  It’s impossible.  If we all stood out from the crowd, there’d be no crowd from which to stand out.

Ordinary is not so terrible, you know.  God has always worked in and through the lives of ordinary men and women. Consider the first disciples.  Mere fishermen who became fishers of men.  They were ordinary men made extraordinary by God.  When we see ourselves as part of the beautiful body of Christ, woven together for His noble purpose, we reach the place where we truly seek to glorify God, not ourselves.

And that’s where something crazy-beautiful takes place.  We, the unexceptional and prosaic, are enabled by God to live according to His will, a most extraordinary life and one that absolutely matters.  Being extraordinary doesn’t require being exceptional.  It means doing just what God puts in front of you to do, day after day, and leaving the results to Him.

“‘Not by might, nor by power, but by my Spirit,’ says the LORD Almighty” (Zechariah 4:6).


As for my friend, I delight in her talent and creativity because she will reach people I never could.  And I delight in this ordinary life God gave me because God’s plan is perfect.  I will reach people my friend never could.  And you, well, you will reach many more.

*Images in this post courtesy of dreamstime.com

Psalm 25

Pray Psalm 25 aloud with me:

Let me take my food from Your hand, O God.

1 In you, LORD my God,
I put my trust.

2 I trust in you;
do not let me be put to shame,
nor let my enemies triumph over me.
3 No one who hopes in you
will ever be put to shame,
but shame will come on those
who are treacherous without cause.

4 Show me your ways, LORD,
teach me your paths.
5 Guide me in your truth and teach me,
for you are God my Savior,
and my hope is in you all day long.
6 Remember, LORD, your great mercy and love,
for they are from of old.
7 Do not remember the sins of my youth
and my rebellious ways;
according to your love remember me,
for you, LORD, are good.

8 Good and upright is the LORD;
therefore he instructs sinners in his ways.
9 He guides the humble in what is right
and teaches them his way.
10 All the ways of the LORD are loving and faithful
toward those who keep the demands of his covenant.
11 For the sake of your name, LORD,
forgive my iniquity, though it is great.

12 Who, then, are those who fear the LORD?
He will instruct them in the ways they should choose.
13 They will spend their days in prosperity,
and their descendants will inherit the land.
14 The LORD confides in those who fear him;
he makes his covenant known to them.
15 My eyes are ever on the LORD,
for only he will release my feet from the snare.

16 Turn to me and be gracious to me,
for I am lonely and afflicted.
17 Relieve the troubles of my heart
and free me from my anguish.
18 Look on my affliction and my distress
and take away all my sins.
19 See how numerous are my enemies
and how fiercely they hate me!

20 Guard my life and rescue me;
do not let me be put to shame,
for I take refuge in you.
21 May integrity and uprightness protect me,
because my hope, LORD, is in you.

Free us, Lord, to run in the path of Your commands.

 

22 Deliver Israel, O God,
from all their troubles!*

 

*Psalm 25 (NIV),format via Bible Gateway

Forgive One Another As God Forgave You

UN-FORGIVENESS: “For all the law is fulfilled in one word, even in this: ‘You shall love your neighbor as yourself.’  But if you bite and devour one another, beware lest you be consumed by one another!” (Galatians 5:14-15).

  1. Holding it against the person
  2. Bringing it up time and again
  3. Hurting her as much as she hurt you
  4. Pride
  5. A root of bitterness
  6. War without end
  7. A sin
  8. Judgment without mercy
  9. Saying, “Oh, I’ll forgive her.  I just won’t speak to her ever again.”
  10. Your will

FORGIVENESS:  ”Pursue peace with all people, and holiness, without which no one will see the Lord: looking carefully lest anyone fall short of the grace of God; lest any root of bitterness springing up cause trouble, and by this many become defiled” (Hebrews 12:14-15).

  1. Choosing to forget every time you remember
  2. Letting it go
  3. Taming your tongue
  4. A change of heart
  5. Blesses many
  6. Peace
  7. God’s command
  8. Mercy over justice
  9. Loving your neighbor as yourself
  10. God’s will

WHICH WAY WILL YOU GO? If we live in the Spirit, let us also walk in the Spirit” Galatians 5:16-25).

Father, help us to forgive others as you have forgiven us.  Teach us to love one another fully and freely.  Amen.

 

Images for this post are courtesy of http://dreamstime.com

Red, He Said

 

 

 

Because leaves change color slowly, we can savor their transformation.

 

When winter steps firmly over the horizon, there will not be sufficient light for photosynthesis, so the trees enter a season of rest.  As they finish converting sunlight into energy, green chlorophyll disappears from their leaves, and their color shines forth, satisfying our visual appetite with artistic magnificence.  Brilliant golden-yellow and coppery-orange replaces summer’s bright green.  As fall nights get cooler and cooler, glucose trapped in the leaves of maple trees causes them to turn red or even purple.  These incredible colors have been in the leaves all along, but were covered by the green chlorophyll of summer.  In God’s timing and according to His plan, their true character is revealed before our eyes in an amazing display of sheer beauty.

May God, in His timing and according to His plan, reveal in us the character of Christ to the praise and glory of His name.  Amen.

*All photographs are © Diane Yuhas.

Lack Friends?

There is so much girl talk on the web about friendships, girlfriends, gal-pals, and BFF’s.  Some of my favorite sites, like (in)courage and faith barista, are all about living out the Christian life among friends.  I love interacting with so many women who love Jesus.  These are friends, even forever friends, since our friendships will go on into the New Jerusalem.  But they are far away friends – not close, not intimate, without skin.

I have friends in real life.  Women like Shirley, Pat, Laura, Inger and Willa whom I love and who are part of the family of God in my local church.  But we don’t get together very often.  Only one of them has ever invited me over and I’ve yet to reciprocate.  It seems one must always have an excuse to get together.  To meet just for fun seems an imposition, so we tend to wait until kingdom come. We, all of us, are friends, but not close friends.

I really don’t have a close friend, not a BFF, no one I’d call a favored companion. Sometimes it seems I’m missing out, but truth be told, it’s been so long since I’ve had a best friend that it’s become a comfort zone.

Sometimes I wonder why this is so.  I figure it must be me.  It is said that to have a friend, you must be a friend.  Historically, I’ve been so wrapped up in myself – a natural insulation against pain and loss – that I’ve become isolated.  Wounds take safety and make it a prison.  It’s hard to picture what a friendship looks like.  I mean, what makes a friendship?  How do you make friends with an acquaintance?

The online Miriam-Webster Dictionary defines FRIEND as:

1 one attached to another by affection or esteem; acquaintance

2 one that is not hostileone that is of the same nation, party, or group

3 one that favors or promotes something (as a charity)

4 a favored companion

It’s this last one with which I struggle: a favored companion.  A good friend, in fact, a BFF.  That is my felt need and why I sometimes feel lonely.

Alone among friends.  Why is this?  How can we have so many people in our lives, yet be close to no one?

How about you?  Do you find yourself alone in a crowd?  Why do you think that is so?

There’s a tiny fear that occasionally wreaks havoc in my mind.  What if I develop Alzheimer’s like my mom?  Who will take care of me?  Will anyone love me enough to spend a huge chunk of herself caring for me?  I can’t think of anyone who would do this.  Will I end up alone, rotting away in a smelly nursing home?

And then there’s the deathbed scenario.  You know, when you’re lying there dying and look back over your life only to discover that all that matters is how you’ve poured yourself out for others.  I worry that when He tips over my pitcher, only a few drops will trickle out because I’ve kept myself to myself and not shared.

Ann Voskamp: says, “no one tells you that the shields you carry to keep you safe, they become the the steel cages that keep you alone.”

This makes me nervous and I pray:

“What if I can’t get over this, God?  Is this lack of closeness evidence that I have not given of myself to others, that I have held back?  Oh, Lord, forgive me.  God, I want to become all you’ve designed me to be.  Help me to open up, to love others, courageously, just as Jesus did.”

Christ’s wounds did not prevent him from loving and giving up his life for others.  It is to be the same with us. We must boldly give our lives, our very selves, for the sake of others.  Healing comes as we walk in faith, not before.  He doesn’t heal us SO we can walk, but He heals us AS we walk.  This is the walk of faith; believing God and acting upon it.  Putting your money where your mouth is; giving for the sake of others.

Hebrews 12:11-12 says, “Make straight paths for your feet, so that what is lame may not be dislocated, but rather be healed.”

Father, help us today, this day, to act upon your word, to walk in faith.  Help us to make straight paths for our feet, so that our wounds will not worsen, but rather be healed.  Teach us how to befriend others, without expectation of return, in order to bless them and add value to their lives.  In you, Lord, we are never alone.  In Christ’s name, Amen.

Healing in Christ (photos via dreamstime.com)