Then, O God, keep me humble!
Tuesday, September 27, 2016
Saturday, September 24, 2016
Friday, August 26, 2016
Tuesday, August 9, 2016
Seems there's always something on the horizon that if we can just get sorted or over or understood or out of the darn way, we will be better. Could be sickness or financial problems, debt or life circumstances or could be this weather and that child's stage.
Monday, August 1, 2016
Tuesday, July 5, 2016
Monday, May 23, 2016
Friday, January 8, 2016
You know, you pray for a child, you have them, you raise and nurture them day by day by day, you believe in godly parenting and motherhood and fatherhood, in marriage and the family unit, you believe in Biblical submission to a loving Husband.
More than that, you preach it to all those watching, those that may ask - although precious few want to know - you really live and breath and honestly come to think you are on the right road. Not because of our efforts although they are real but because of God's promises in the Bible, His Word to me about my children and family.
Then the season comes when that child wants more than the home and life they have lived. They rightly or wrongly want to stretch their wings and because of how they've been raised there is no fear of the world or understanding of the dangers of certain decisions. There is little suspicion of others' motives or life's turns. An innocence that could set them up to be vulnerable.
Raised with unconditional love, acceptance and all the right insulation to weather life's storms, yet a tenderness to be protected, prepared and provided for at this later stage in their lives.
Wasn't it meant to be the hard work when they were babies, then toddlers? Yes, then too. This motherhood, it's a marathon not a sprint. I'm getting that today ..
Yeah. Amen to that. Because God told me that didn't He, only I wasn't listening as keenly as today. It didn't mean as much to me as it does today. His living Word. Every day it is new, relevant and able to encourage, rebuke, discipline and comfort me.
All scripture is given by inspiration of God, and is profitable for doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness:
2 Timothy 3:16
Some days it is a wearisome journey. Would I have it any other way, do things differently, yes and no. Each child is different! I'm learning too. We are all learning about ourselves before our great God. The important thing for me to remember is "this too shall come to pass". To "keep on" and "pressing toward the mark".
And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to his purpose.
This gives me much comfort. Some days as mother I wonder at how and if I have made a difference, am making a difference. Then I'll spy a child doing their chores when no one is watching and no one has reminded them. I'll spy two teen girls playing and giggling together in complete friendship while an hour ago they were bickering to my distraction. My son will text me and keep on texting me telling me about his day, sending a picture to me that he knows I'll like.
Then I see God's hand moving and shaping us all. I feel His comfort and His understanding and I feel brave again that "this too shall come to pass" and that He has us and me in the palm of His hands. That no matter the storms of life, we are in His hands and we can have peace in knowing that.
That I can be still and know He is God.
Tuesday, January 5, 2016
As the world around us including the christian church waxes and wanes, where knowledge and wisdom is flying out the politically correct door faster than ever before, it seems all too hard to keep ourselves and those around us focussed on the person of Christ Jesus.
We thank God daily for our faith and the knowledge He has gifted us with, the ability to understand and to obey His Word. Continually around us we see decay and change. It's difficult to focus some days yet we do. In day by day Bible reading, prayer and supplication (asking) we seek to continually sit at His feet to do His will, to obey and to be pleasing to Him. Not because we have to but because we want to.
Change and decay in all around I see,
help of the helpless O' abide with me.
Once we were apart of a community that prided itself on outward appearances in all manner of ways as a temperature gauge for our faith. They would deny it yet their actions spoke clearer than their protestations. Now we are surrounded with almost the opposite problem. Outward doesn't matter and our lazy, sinful selves are indulged and even apologised for. Just this past week I heard "aim lower", "ask God to forgive you for being too hard on yourself .."
If I'm confused and dismayed how much more those of little faith, yet faith indeed, and those who are "seekers" that is, they walk into church for the first time or are sometime comers just lurking at the corners of Christianity?
My people are destroyed for lack of knowledge: because thou hast rejected knowledge, I will also reject thee, that thou shalt be no priest to me: seeing thou hast forgotten the law of thy God, I will also forget thy children.
God takes Himself very seriously. He is love and He is truth. There is judgement. It matters what you believe. It matters who you say Jesus Christ is. We can't have it all ways as we seem to want it.
Notice there because I did, Jesus didn't worry so much what others said about who He was, He said "but who do you say I Am".
So who do you say He is. It matters.
It's so rare to have this taught and spelled out and to be led through His Word the Bible on this issue and all that comes from this central truth. The sadness that is the watered down christian church, strong words yet we are just fodder to this depraved, fallen world.
Jesus knew didn't He. He said "I will never leave or forsake you". Over the years of homeschooling and conservative faith we have oftentimes been criticised for isolating ourselves and our children so that "when they get into the real world they won't cope". Firstly the real world is living one day at a time with the Creator Himself, the one true God. Secondly, not living and knowing the truth would make it even harder to try to understand the world and its ways. The best gift we can give our children, the best hope for resilience - that buzz word amongst child raising techniques today - is to have a living hope and belief in a real and loving God.
So what is salvation?
Friday, November 20, 2015
|Downtown view from his new workstation|
My heartfelt rant some weeks ago bore fruit. He got the job!
I give thanks to Almighty God for His provision to my son of a fine permanent, full time job in the CBD. He is a different young man with purpose and vision, excitement and hope. I asked the Lord for a blessing on those people who gave my Son a chance. Thank You.
Thursday, October 29, 2015
Every day for the past 20 years to the praise of God I have had a quiet time with my Lord and Saviour. I miss some days, forget others but He calls me so quietly and reminds me. He never lays guilt on me only the desire to share myself and my day and my time with Him.
As the seasons of life come and go and change, my times of study do too. For the past little while I have taken to morning prayer times in the dark before dawn and the pitter, patter of not so little feet begins and a time of reading the Bible in the afternoons. I leave my Bible in its Bible bag on the coffee table in the family room. It's a witness to the children that this is a viable option of a book to read and not an old fashioned boring text I reef out of my handbag for Sunday services. It's also a reminder of my commitment to read daily.
Bible study also takes place in groups. Over the years this has been a perfect way to meet people and get to know them so much more and better than on a Sunday morning over a cup of tea and nice small, yet inevitably shallow, talk. At present I am not in a group and I am suffering because of it. That may be a good thing to schedule to begin and commit to weekly for 2016.
You see I can notice when I'm not in a group, sharing and caring, praying and relating to other ladies at all stages of their walk with our Lord.
I know that ... "we are labourers together with God: ye are God's husbandry, ye are God's building." 1 Corinthians 3:9
As I work out my salvation - not by what I do as in good works, but by how I walk daily before God in communion, relationship with Him because of Christ blood shed for me - I am aware of the continual struggle to put Christ first and to face each temptation and trial in this life day by day trusting in Him alone. Knowing, by faith, the outcome is for my good and that what He allows and plans for me is "well with my soul".
"Every man's work shall be made manifest: for the day shall declare it, because it shall be revealed by fire; and the fire shall try every man's work of what sort it is." 1 Corinthians 3:13
Monday, July 27, 2015
We waited for our friends to arrive. The date and time was set. The children had their noses through the blinds watching the street for a car to pull up. The agreed time came and went. Maybe they are running late we thought. We waited faithfully, thinking the best until about one hour later. Maybe they forgot, maybe we got the dates mixed up .... then a car pulled up but only one lady got out and the others stayed in the car.
I couldn't imagine what the story was but I vowed and declared to be grace itself at the front door. My friend was all smiles and happiness with a box of chocolates in her hand. For you she said. I wanted to thank you for all you have done for me (I had been mentoring this dear young mother on parenting a newborn baby, feeding, routines and settling methods). You have changed my life she said. Well, I hadn't, but I knew what she was saying. I was so glad someone was interested in my advice and was willing to glean at my feet. After all, I've been in the salt mines of motherhood for a few years now.
I delicately inquired about our play date but was told, they didn't have time and were on their way out and just wanted to thank me for my helps. Being the person I am, I smiled sweetly, thanked her profusely and closed the door. Then I felt unwanted, rejected. At the same time, I realized is this the way my Lord Jesus Christ feels when I don't spend my agreed quiet time with Him each day? .. . We have a time (around about) and a place - in summer it's the family room, in winter it's the rumpus room or the outside lounge area in the afternoon sun if there is any - and He faithfully meets me there every day. Some days I do forget and some days I'm there but my mind is somewhere else. Perhaps Jesus wants friendship with me too as I wanted with this lady and her lovely children and not simply my good works - the box of chocolates. Do I try to buy Him off with good works and nice thanks yous instead of "me", my heart, my worship, my time? I think sometimes I tell myself that that will do.
Lord, help me to remember it is not my sacrifices you desire but my heart, my time, "me".
And to love Him with all the heart, and with all the understanding, and with all the soul, and with all the strength, and to love his neighbor as himself, is more than all whole burnt offerings and sacrifices.
Friday, July 17, 2015
Yesterday morning I struggled to start the fire as I do every morning around 5.45 a.m. The problem was I didn't have enough kerosene for a fire starter. All morning I nursed the fire along, adding sticks and fanning the embers. It just wouldn't take. The logs were too big to take until the sticks were well alight.
We shivered in the coldest week of winter in these parts. We only have a short winter as it is yet we enjoy our fires and cold season.
I was reminded this is like me when I haven't drawn near to God. I'm cold, hard to get started and weak as opposed to being hot, well lit and providing warmth to the home around me .... my point! The LORD is my source of heat, if I don't put enough time in prayer, reading His Word, digesting His truths then my flame is small, weak and without warmth. May I be on fire for Him, pleasing and giving warmth to all those around me.
Is not my Word like as a fire? said the LORD; and like a hammer that breaketh the rock in pieces?Jeremiah 23:29
Friday, July 10, 2015
Hold them close when they are young, spend time and more time with them. Give them boundaries, guidelines, rules. Enforce these with grace and love. Build a relationship with each one from the day they are born. Only time together can do this. Only love that God the Father showed us told us how to do it. Keep on, day after day after day. Make mistakes, ask forgiveness of them and of the Lord then pick yourself up and go again. You are making a life together. The day they walk out of the house to their first job; it's too late to start. By now they are walking this earth with the values we instilled into them. Who were they watching all those years now gone by. I have come to know they watch someone or something. If it isn't us, we set them up to fail.
|On the day of her first job interview. Today she is packing up her apartment to come back home. Two years nursing experience in Sydney and a now a new job here in Brisbane. Praise God.|
|My happy little man who loved to bake pancakes. Budd graduated high school this year. He is out most days now working casual and next year studying College. Where did this time go!|
|My eldest son, graduated College and working in IT Support. Mathew Jnr. is a faithful son, tender before the Lord and I describe him as my rock.|
Wednesday, July 8, 2015