Wordless Wednesday ~ Safe and Sound

I will say of the LORD,
He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust.
Surely he shall deliver thee from the snare of the fowler, and from the noisome pestilence.
He shall cover thee with his feathers, and under his wings shalt thou trust: his truth shall be thy shield and buckler.
Thou shalt not be afraid for the terror by night; nor for the arrow that flieth by day;
Nor for the pestilence that walketh in darkness; nor for the destruction that wasteth at noonday.
Psalm 91:2-6

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Living By Faith / Jumping Off a Cliff

They just kind of jumped off the cliff and said, “Here Lord, catch us!”

That statement was made about my husband and I in 2004.

That was the year we quit our jobs and traveled with an evangelist couple for 6 weeks.

We had everything ready in case the Lord wanted us to continue in the ministry. It was not the Lord’s will at that time, but it was a great experience.

The Lord did catch us. If you choose to look at it that way. I look at it more as doing the Lord’s will in faith.

Instead of cliff jumping I think of it the following way.

I’m walking right towards the edge of a cliff and stepping off. With that step I am trusting the Lord to provide the way to take me to the other side.

I prayed and have a peace that I’m to be on the path that leads to the cliff. Sometimes I can see what awaits me on the other side and sometimes I can not.

There is no need to know how He will get me to the other side of my personal cliff. I just need to believe that He will.

I think some people say, “Yes Lord, I will go this way and take this path.” Then they crawl to the edge, turn around and climb down the first side of the cliff, trudge through the valley, and climb back up the other side of the cliff.

They made it to where the Lord wanted them; but they took the hard, time-consuming way.

Sunday Story ~ The Flawed Pot

This is from an e-mail that I received several years ago. I don’t know who the author is. If you do, please let me know. I’d love to give them credit. Enjoy.

water bucketA water bearer in India carried two large pots hung on each end of a pole which he carried across his neck. One of the pots had a crack in it. While the other pot was perfect and always delivered a full portion of water at the end of the long walk from the stream to the master’s house; the cracked pot arrived only half full.

This went on daily, with the bearer delivering only one and a half pots full of water to his master’s house. Of course, the perfect pot was proud of its accomplishments; perfect to the end for which it was made. The cracked pot was ashamed of its own imperfection, and miserable that it was able to accomplish only half of what it had been made to do.

After two years of what it perceived to be a bitter failure, it spoke to the water bearer one day by the stream. “I am ashamed of myself, and I want to apologize to you.”

“Why?” asked the bearer. “What are you ashamed of?”

“I have been able, for these past two years, to deliver only half my load because this crack in my side causes water to leak out all the way back to your master’s home. Because of my flaws, you have to do all of this work; and you don’t get full value from your efforts,” the cracked pot said.

The water bearer felt sorry for the old, cracked pot. In his compassion he said, “As we return to the master’s house, I want you to notice the beautiful flowers along the path.”

Indeed, as they went up the hill, the cracked pot took notice of the sun warming the beautiful wild flowers on the side of the path, and this cheered it some. At the end of the trail, it still felt bad because it had leaked out half its load. Again it apologized to the water bearer for its failure.

The bearer said to the pot, “Did you notice that there were flowers only on your side of the path, but not on the other pot’s side? That’s because I have always known about your flaw, and I took advantage of it.”

“I planted flower seeds on your side of the path, and every day while we walked back from the stream, you’ve watered them. For two years I have been able to pick these beautiful flowers to decorate my master’s table. Without you being just the way you are, he would not have this beauty to grace his house.”

~ Each of us has our own unique flaws. If we will allow it, the Lord will use our flaws to grace His Father’s table. In God’s great economy, nothing goes to waste.

As we seek ways to minister together, and as God calls you to the tasks He has appointed for you, don’t be afraid of your flaws. Acknowledge them, give them to Him, and allow Him to take advantage of them. You, too, can be the cause of beauty in His pathway.

Go out knowing that in our weakness we find His strength.

2 Cor 12:9 And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.

Sunday Story ~ Waiting To Be Called

ARE YOU WAITING TO BE CALLED?

Back when the telegraph was the fastest method of long-distance communication, a young man applied for a job as a Morse Code operator. Answering an ad in the newspaper, he went to the office address that was listed.

When he arrived, he entered a large, busy office filled with noise and clatter, including the sound of the telegraph in the background. A sign on
the receptionist’s counter instructed job applicants to fill out a form and wait until they were summoned to enter the inner office.

The young man filled out his form and sat down with the seven other applicants in the waiting area. After a few minutes, the young man stood up, crossed the room to the door of the inner office, and walked right in.

Naturally the other applicants perked up, wondering what was going on. They muttered among themselves that they hadn’t heard any summons yet. They assumed that the young man who went into the office made a mistake and would be disqualified.

Within a few minutes, however, the employer escorted the young man out of the office and said to the other applicants, “Gentlemen, thank you very much for coming, but the job has just been filled.”

The other applicants began grumbling to each other, and one spoke up saying, “Wait a minute, I don’t understand. He was the last to come in, and we never even got a chance to be interviewed. Yet he got the job. That’s not fair!”

The employer said, “I’m sorry, but the last several minutes while you’ve been sitting here, the telegraph has been ticking out the following message in Morse Code: ‘If you understand this message, then come right in. The job is yours.’ None of you heard it or understood it. This young man did. The job is his.”

We are so busy living in a world that is full of noise and clatter, like that office. People are distracted and unable to hear the still, small voice of God as He speaks in creation, in the Scriptures, and in the life and work of Jesus Christ.

So I ask you, as I ask myself, “Are you listening, or are you waiting to be called? Do you hear the Lord when he speaks to you?

– Author Unknown

On Being Refined and Purified

Malachi 3:3 says, “And he shall sit as a refiner and purifier of silver: and he shall purify the sons of Levi, and purge them as gold and silver, that they may offer unto the LORD an offering in righteousness.”

This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God. One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.

That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn’t mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining Silver.

As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says: “He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver.” She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined. The man answered yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, “How do you know when the silver is fully refined?” He smiled at her and answered, “Oh, that’s easy — when I see my image in it.”

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire , remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.