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August 2009

Answered Prayers

by BlondieWrites on August 27, 2009

God answers prayers. He always answers with yes, no, or not now. Too often we think that because God doesn’t give us what we want when we want it that He doesn’t answer our prayers. That’s just wrong. He gives us what we need when we need it, what He wants us to have when He wants us to have it… when it’s best for us. God answers prayers, in His time, not ours.

And all too often when God answers prayers, we often assume that He answered the prayers because we prayed to Him about whatever it is He answered. Does it not occur to us that God answered our prayers because someone else prayed for us? Does it not occur to us that God blessed us because someone else went to Him for us, asking Him to bless us? And more so, does it not occur to us that the person we are forgetting and leaving behind might just be the one that never stopped praying for us?

Sometimes God blesses us with all that we have wanted, all that we have waited for, and that’s a wonderful thing. But when we leave behind the one that prayed for all of those blessings to come true for us, where is God in that? Where is that glorifying God?

A voyaging ship was wrecked during a storm at sea and only two of the men on it were able to swim to a small, desert like island. The two survivors, not knowing what else to do, agreed that they had no other recourse but to pray to God. However, to find out whose prayer was more powerful, they agreed to divide the territory between them and stay on opposite sides of the island.

The first man prayed for food. - The next morning, the first man saw a fruit-bearing tree on his side of the land, and he was able to eat its fruit. The other man’s parcel of land remained barren.

After a week, the first man was lonely and he decided to pray for a wife. The next day, another ship was wrecked, and the only survivor was a woman who swam to his side of the land. On the other side of the island, there was nothing.

Soon the first man prayed for a house, clothes, more food. - The next day, like magic, all of these were given to him. However, the second man still had nothing.

Finally, the first man prayed for a ship, so that he and his wife could leave the island. - In the morning, he found a ship docked at his side of the island. The first man boarded the ship with his wife and decided to leave the second man on the island. He considered the other man unworthy to receive God’s blessings, since none of his prayers had been answered.

As the ship was about to leave, the first man heard a voice from heaven booming, “Why are you leaving your companion on the island?”

The first man answered, “My blessings are mine alone, since I was the one who prayed for them. His prayers were all unanswered and so he does not deserve anything.”

“You are mistaken!” the voice rebuked him. “He had only one prayer, which I answered. If not for that, you would not have received any of my blessings.”

“Tell me,” the first man asked the voice, “What did he pray for that I should owe him anything?”

“He prayed that all your prayers be answered.”

There is a word for it… selfishness. And it takes away from the wonderful blessing God gave…

That pretty much says it all.

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Sanctuary

by BlondieWrites on August 22, 2009

Lord, prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and holy, tried and true
With thanksgiving, I’ll be a living
Sanctuary for You

It is you, Lord
Who came to save
The heart and soul
Of every man
It is you Lord
Who knows my weakness,
Who gives me strength,
With thine own hand.

Lord prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and Holy, tried and true
With thanksgiving I’ll be a living
Sanctuary for you

Lead me on Lord
From temptation
Purify me
From within
Fill my heart with
Your Holy Spirit
Take away all my sin

Lord prepare me to be a sanctuary
Pure and holy, tried and true
With thanksgiving, I’ll be a living
Sanctuary for You

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Not Home Yet

by BlondieWrites on August 21, 2009

An old missionary couple had been working in Africa for years and was returning to New York to retire. They had no pension; their health was broken; they were defeated, discouraged, and afraid. They discovered they were booked on the same ship as President Teddy Roosevelt, who was returning from one of his big-game hunting expeditions.

No one paid any attention to them. They watched the fanfare that accompanied the President’s entourage, with passengers trying to catch a glimpse of the great man. As the ship moved across the ocean, the old missionary said to his wife, “Something is wrong.”

“Why should we have given our lives in faithful service for God in Africa all these many years and have no one care a thing about us? Here this man comes back from a hunting trip and everybody makes much over him, but nobody gives two hoots about us.”

“Dear, you shouldn’t feel that way,” his wife said. “I can’t help it, it doesn’t seem right,” he said to his wife. When the ship docked in New York, a band was waiting to greet the President. The mayor and other dignitaries were there. The papers were full of the President’s arrival.

No one noticed this missionary couple. They slipped off the ship and found a cheap flat on the East Side, hoping the next day to see what they could do to make a living in the city.

That night the man’s spirit broke. He said to his wife, “I can’t take this; God is not treating us fairly.” His wife replied, “Why don’t you go in the bedroom and tell that to the Lord?”

A short time later he came out from the bedroom, but now his face was completely different. His wife asked, “Dear, what happened?”

“The Lord settled it with me,” he said. “I told him how bitter I was that the President should receive this tremendous homecoming, when no one met us as we returned home. And when I finished, it seemed as though the Lord put his hand on my shoulder and simply said … But you’re not home yet!”

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Stepping Stones

by BlondieWrites on August 21, 2009

The Lord came to me like a dream one day and asked, “why do you sorrow?” I answered, “Lord my life is so full of pain, I can’t face one more tomorrow.”

The Lord sat down beside me, and gently took my hand. He said, “Let Me explain to you, and then you’ll understand.”

“Each sorrow is a stepping stone you must surmount each day, and every stepping stone you climb is a sorrow that’s passed away. The road of life is a mountainside, with crevices in which to be caught. But as you struggle on your way, I, the Rock, will lend support.”

“Every stepping stone you climb, makes spirit and heart grow strong. Exercising character and faith, this road seems painful and long. The way is paved with stepping stones, to uplift your heart and soul. Though difficult, they aid your way, to a City paved with gold.”

“I know that you are tired, for I too have walked this way, My sorrows did they multiply, but I cleared many stones away. I left My Rock to lift you up, I left behind My story. To give you strength to make your climb, to that special place in glory.”

“And never fear, the Rock is here, you’ll never climb this mountain alone, surmount life’s sorrows, continue on, for they are but stepping stones.”

Trust in the Lord with all your heart and lean not to your own understanding. In all ways, acknowledge Him and He will direct your paths. — Proverbs 3:5-6

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Are You Dancing in the Rain?

by BlondieWrites on August 19, 2009

dancing    There are times when life just plain sucks. There’s no getting around it or getting away from it. But you can get through it. When the storms of life come, dance in the rain.

I’ve got a lot of things going on in my life right now that I have allowed to drag me down. A death this week in the family, health issues, financial issues, the loss of a close friend, work issues.. I had allowed all of this to drag me down so much, to the point that I even questioned why bother to care at all, to love at all, only to have hurt take over the heart, where joy once lived.

Somewhere in all of the pain, I lost sight of the big picture. I forgot how to dance in the rain.

So many think that death is final. It’s not. The body dies, not the person. The body is what holds us, holds our being, our spirit, our soul. Like the shell that holds the egg, or the glass that holds the water. The body isn’t who we are, it just holds who we are.

If we belong to Jesus, then when our body dies, He carries us home to be with Him.

James 14: 1-6

Let not your heart be troubled: ye believe in God, believe also in me.

In my Father’s house are many mansions: if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you.

And if I go and prepare a place for you, I will come again, and receive you unto myself; that where I am, there ye may be also.

And whither I go ye know, and the way ye know.

Thomas saith unto him, Lord, we know not whither thou goest; and how can we know the way?

Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me.

And then there’s money. Sure we need it to live on, but just how much do we really have to have? Most of us would be surprised by what we could live without. But then what do you do when you are faced with possibly not being able to pay your house note, or buy food next month, or go to the doctor if you are sick? Where do you turn when you don’t have anywhere to turn to? How do you cope with the uncertainity of being able to support yourself or your family?

Mathew 6:19, 20, 21

Lay not up for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal:

But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal:

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also.

There will always be things in this life to arise, causing us sorrow and pain and grief, causing us to wonder if we can survive, if we can make it. But here’s the thing… if we depend on ourselves to make it through the storm, we won’t make it. If we depend on another person to help us through it by just being there for us, we won’t make it. If we depend on our job or our money or our health to make it through the storm, we won’t make it.

So what do we do? We depend on the One that can calm the storm, the One that holds the keys to it all.. we depend on God. And we can’t get around the storms, we can’t avoid them, but we can dance in the rain that God pours down on us as He washes the old away and cleans us with rain from heaven….

So the next time you are stressed, worried, feeling down, depressed, in pain and hurting, look at the storm with new eyes and a new heart. Instead of seeing a bad storm, see the rain God has brought and go dance in the rain.

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A Friend, the Most Precious Possession

by BlondieWrites on August 18, 2009

Today, when surfing the web, I happened upon this, and it really hit home with me.

A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend; one human soul whom we can trust utterly; who knows the best and the worst of us and who loves us in spite of our faults; who will speak the honest truth to us while the world will flatter us to our faces and laugh behind our backs; who will give counsel and reproof in the day of prosperity and self conceit; but who, again will comfort and encourage us in the day of difficulty and sorrow when the world leaves us alone to fight our own battles as we can.

In the past few months, I have been going through a lot of private battles, a time that I needed someone to just be there. But no one was there. In the past, I had a close friend that I could and did share with, someone that I could talk to, my best friend. Life took the friend away from me, and I was left with a lot of emotions… hurt over the loss, anger that a friendship could be tossed aside so easily, angry that after being there for so long for the friend that when I needed someone I was avoided for months, and most of all wondering why I put so much trust into a human being.. who after all is only human.

And for whatever reason, I happened upon a site today that had the above passage. It opened my eyes to something I know but let fall away.. that we have only one true Friend, and that is God. People will always let us down, leave us and abandon us when we aren’t needed anymore, forget us, use us. To put total trust in a human is nothing short of a mistake. If we put our trust in a person or persons rather than in God, then we are only asking to be hurt because a person will simply never always be there. Sooner or later, they leave. God never leaves. He never leaves us alone.

When I saw that passage today, it made me realize why I have had such private battles in the past few months….99% of the battle was me not going to God and trusting Him to take care of everything. I was so busy being upset and hurt that a friend was avoiding me, upset over the loss of the closeness I once had with the friend, that I totally lost sight of the one Friend who was just waiting for me to go to Him… God.

If your heart is crying out for someone to be there, someone to listen, someone to really care… then cry out to Jesus. He doesn’t just hear, He listens. He always has time for you. He isn’t too busy with other things. He doesn’t leave and abandon you. He isn’t a fair weather friend.. here while he needs you but gone when you need him. He’s what a Friend is… in it for the long haul, our most Precious Possession.

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