Showing posts with label God is in control. Show all posts
Showing posts with label God is in control. Show all posts

Tuesday, April 19, 2011

As I Raise My Hands by Julie Short


Am I constantly about “My Father’s Business?” So immersed in, focused on, God, not wanting to be distracted by the world. I must not be here on earth for me, living MY life, but be a vessel God can

Use for His Kingdom.

I sometimes raise my hands in church, I thought as a surrender to God.

But, what does surrender mean? Doesn’t it mean giving up one’s self? According to the dictionary: To yield to the possession or power of another.

There have been many times in the last five years that I have said, if I had a white flag I would surrender.

I often wanted to surrender to the pain and agony of death of my daughter Kyra. I wanted to give up

Saying I can’t take the pain anymore.

So am I at a place where I am willing to totally give up myself, my dreams, my wishes, to give up me?

Only then will I be able to receive God when I raise my hands. Yes, this week I heard God say, raise your hands and receive me that I can live through you. Wow, I must be emptied out, I must surrender me, surrender all, only then can I receive God. I now see that we are pipe lines that God can use from heaven to pour out His mercy and grace, pour out His love. But He can only use me if I am empty; if I allow me- selfishness to clog me, the pipe- then God cannot use me. It is only when I surrender all

And receive God and allow Him to flow through me can I truly be what God intended.

I now see that when I raise my hands, I empty myself out and receive God, He then flows through and out into the world for others to see, experience.

My attitude must go,

Attitude according to the dictionary is: a manner, disposition, feeling, position, etc., with regard to a person or thing. Tendency or orientation.

Attitude according to God’s Word: Philippians 2:5 Your attitude should be the same as Christ Jesus.

I often find myself thinking and saying I need an “attitude adjustment”

Orient: To adjust with relation to, or bring in due relation to surroundings. To familiarize with new surroundings or circumstances. To direct or position towards a particular object.

I wonder if my attitude is based on my attempt to hold tightly onto myself. I can’t put into words how

The thought of raising my hands to receive God has affected me. Why can’t I give it/me all up and surrender all?

I think there are moments in the last few months that I have. I think it is a continual process; I continually die to self, give up self, surrender self and all to God. Only in those moments can I truly receive God and all He has to pour into and through me.

Why is it so hard to give up myself, it’s not like it has served me well?

Apart from God, I am broken, wretched, so why would I want to hold onto broken and wretched, when I

Can have unfathomable peace and joy?

It’s like I am holding onto me and I am a dead decaying carcass and I am protecting me screaming it’s mine and you can’t have it. Who would want it? God sent Jesus to die so he could remove the dead decaying carcass that is stopping up His pipe. He paid for us to free us to have victory over death. Yet, I continue to hold on. Yuck, what’s up with that?

I wonder if my bad attitude is a reflection of my holding onto a smelly decaying carcass. Would my attitude change if I surrendered the smelly carcass to God?

Monday, March 8, 2010

Heaven is the Place where Questions & Answers become One by Joyce Schafer

Why is the sky blue? Why is the grass green? Why? Why? Why? We have all known children who spend the whole day asking questions. Sometimes I am like that little child when it comes to asking questions of God. Why do young kids get cancer? Why do hard working people lose their jobs? Why do young mothers die? Why do bad things happen to good people? Shouldn't bad things happen to bad people and good things happen to good people? Why? Why? Why? Why?

I know God is in control in all things but sometimes it is so hard to see how something bad can be a good thing. I can only trust that God sees the whole picture while from my viewpoint things are on the foggy side. I love the thought that in heaven questions and answers become one and everything will become perfectly clear because everything will be perfect.

2 Corinthians 4:17 For our light and momentary troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.

Thursday, April 2, 2009

I Would Die for You written by Donna (Ensign) Woods


As I struggle with the "unfairness" of my little granddaughter's medical problems,
I write...and I write... in an effort to cope, to understand....to find comfort and peace.
I share this with anyone who is dealing with life that is often "unfair"....especially "unfair" to a child you love. I pray you will find peace within my words and rhyme.
especially for my little Madison

With Maddy, I snuggle and rock,
Sing "Jesus Loves Me", laugh and talk.
My precious little one,
We set and rock, when day is done.
I hold you safe and tight,
Ready to defend and fight.
But for the demons I cannot see,
I fight that battle from bended knee.

A kiss, a hug, a gentle touch
I love you ...so very much !
If I could spare you from tears you cry
...I would not hesitate to die.

With Father God, I plead my case,
Just let ME suffer... in her palce.
Let her grow healthy and strong
Living with peace and joy so long.

All the testing they put you through
With fear and uncertainty too.
If I could wipe away tears you cry
...So you would never suffer or sigh
I would not hesitate to die for you
This, for you...I would do.

If I could bless each tomorrow
and save you from pain and sorrow.
If I could face your fears...
...And I could own your tears
I would lay down my life for you
If that would bless your life anew.

As I search your baby blue eyes...
A million times, my heart breaks and cries.
Often times, I fall to my knees and cry....
"WHY GOD?? WHY ??"

I struggle to understand
...As my tears fall into His hand.
I humbly pray, down on my knees
And His gentle voice is carried on the breeze.

And He whispers.....
"I love Maddy...even more than you do."
"Trust Me... to carry her through."
"I love her...you can be sure" "...Because I...already died for her !!!"