When You are in the Flow of the River

I hope you are all enjoying your summer or whatever season you find yourself in! I am praying for you and believing the best God has for you will manifest in your lives.

Life has been crazy busy here the past few weeks with our grandson visiting for ten days and also with the work my husband and I are doing around the house as we prepare it for sale. The calendar shows we are in the one-year final countdown and I feel stressed and excited all at the same time.  My heart is confident that right now we are where we are supposed to be, moving to where He wants us to go.

The past few weeks you would have found me helping my husband as ‘we’ power washed, sanded and painted our deck, fence and upstairs closets. Yesterday as I began painting our bedroom closet, I saw our circumstances from a different perspective.

  In a flash of insight, I understood there is no going back when we are in the River.  In Him we live and move and have our being and in Him there is always a going forward and going deeper into the River of Delight and Great Joy.

The Lord gave me a picture of an eddy in a river and He showed me myself in the center of the eddy swirling round and round.   The eddy has been a time of swirling busyness, necessary busyness.  With each stroke of the paintbrush, I am aware of an excitement in knowing where we are going and that I am preparing this home for its new owners.

2013-08-05 23.42.05I have also been feeling ‘caught’ as if I am not moving; held in the eddy, swirling like a leaf round and round.

He showed me otherwise. He showed me how the waters are smoothing my rough edges, softening and shaping me to be the woman He sees me already being. Be encouraged knowing He sees you too, beloved as complete and perfect, lacking no good thing.

He also let me know in His way, that He is getting ready to swoosh me out of the eddy’s swirling and shoot me down the river. 

The river flows onward to the sea but sitting on the riverbank enjoying the sounds of the bubbling waters sparkling in the sunlight; 139we cannot see the bigger body of water.  We can’t see where the river flows; we only know it moves coordinated with the Creator’s greater purpose. 

The river flows, He is the flowing River of Life and immersed in the waters we are one with Him.

Gazing out at the river, we see twigs; leaves and sticks all flowing with the river, until the swirling eddies catch them. Watching, entranced by the swirling movement it seems like the eddy will never release its hold on the branch.  Then, all of a sudden, the hold of the swirl releases and the branch is free to flow downstream.

 

I can hear and feel the rush and excitement of the swoosh!148

 

Aren’t we all looking for the release, the rush of the downstream flow?

Whatever you are going through right now precious ones, don’t be discouraged or faint of heart.

Climb up on your Father’s lap and ask Him to give you eyes to see your circumstances from His perspective. Open your heart to Him, trust Him fully and know He is perfecting and polishing you, tumbling you as a stone in the river. He holds you in His hand smooth and polished.  A place provided

Will we be willing to listen and obey when He speaks to us of changes necessary in our mindsets and actions?

Can you hear Him quietly whispering words of wisdom and truth to your heart?  Can you imagine the fiery passion of the love God has for you, His great desire to give and fill you with hope?

Based on Psalm 119:97-104.  The Hebrew alphabet assigned to this section of the Psalm is ‘Mem’.  It means fluid like water, has grace and beauty. 

You are blessed. You are loved. 

You are Beckoned by the King and I rejoice with you as you enter His presence with praise and thanksgiving on your lips!

with you in His palm

 

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A People Without Division

 I wonder, at this beginning of summer, halfway through the Beckoned by the King Bible study; would you allocate some time to just come away and be with your Beloved?

 Would you let Him calm your heart and breathe fresh life into your soul?  pure love

Will you trust Him right now, with whatever concerns you, with whatever is trying to cause division within you?

You are beautiful, beloved and He is bounding towards you with love beyond your imagination.  Will you greet Him with open arms?

Lamed – the Hebrew alphabet letter belonging to Psalm 119:89-96 refers to a goad used for prodding.

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The Gentle Hand of God

Psalm 119:18 Open my eyes Lord that I might see wondrous things from Your Word.

It truly is wonderful to know that when we talk to the Lord He hears us and answers us.  We can share the most intimate secrets of our hearts with Him and He never turns His back on us, He never ignores our heart cry. He does not have an attitude of superiority even though He is holy and pure, true and altogether lovely, completely without sin…and expects us to be the same.

He is amazing the way He takes our lives and creates something of great beauty.  He never leaves us alone while we go through our fiery trials, He is right there in the fire with us and His gentle hand is refining us, shaping us, and perfecting us that we might reflect the fullness of the Image of the Son.  He is with us in the fire.  He is with us and turns us at just the right moment when it feels like the fire is too hot.

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The Power of Open Hands

It seems every season holds its own share of sorrow, joy, change, insecurity and pain.

We go through times and seasons filled with circumstances we just cannot understand, but

through it all, through it ALL:

Blessed be the Lord who daily loads us with benefits. Blessed is the God of our salvation. Psalm 68:19

Did you catch it? Blessed is the Lord who daily loads us with Benefits and Blessings! The benefits and blessings belong to us not the load of cares!

Somehow, this verse from Psalm 68 is so fitting for this last post for Psalm 119:81-88; that begins with the Hebrew letter ‘Kaph’.   This letter is a picture of an open hand or the hollow of a hand.

An open hand, just like an open heart, gives.  And isn’t it true that what we receive we just have to give away, freely and without conditions?

I’m so glad to be able to count on the Lord to refresh my soul when I am weary; or when, as the Psalmist puts it ‘my soul languishes for Your salvation’.  When we choose to go to the Word in our times of sorrow or hardship, He will be faithful to give us the emotional help we need.  We can count on God to comfort us in our hour and season of need.

Two weeks ago when Sasha hurt her leg, I felt like all our dreams for the future just seemed to teeter in the balance. 2013-10-18 14.06.11 The thought of her being hurt and not be able to enjoy the long walks along the beaches and trails we imagined walking with her when we move to Ontario just seemed to crush my heart. 2013-10-18 14.07.51

I was loaded down.  My heart was so heavy and even though I wanted to put a good face forward at church, my eyes kept filling with tears and I could hardly swallow or speak for the lump in my throat.

I know, this is all over a ‘dog’, but I love her dearly and she has been instrumental in helping our Shadow regain his strength after his two leg surgeries and most important, Sasha has been an incredible source of joy and comfort for Bruce as he has walked through his journey with C.2014-06-11 05.06.39

May I share with you the power of an open hand?   As I said, my eyes were red and teary, the lump in my throat seemed to forbid words, and near to where Bruce and I were standing at the back of the church, I could see a sister looking at me quizzically.  There was part of me that just wanted to ignore her and ‘the look’ but another part of me felt drawn to her.  I followed that leading and in a few steps, we were face to face.

What happens when we go to hug someone?  Our hands are open, right?

Hands we have held up in worship and praise to God, receive.  When we reach out to others with an open hand, we are ready to give the blessings of heaven.

However, I was not prepared for the power in the receiving!   May I just tell you… the power in that embrace…well, all the pain, sorrow, grief and fear I have felt over the past two years, it all just seemed to well up in me.  Even though I felt like my heart was being ripped apart and a horrendous sob was about to break out; God in fact was bringing a healing.

As her arms wrapped around me, every unshed tear from the past few years threatened to overflow. I could barely choke out that Sasha was the reason for my tears.  She caught the gist of it though and wrapped her arms around me tighter.

I am so thankful someone cared enough for me to reach out with an open hand.

In the midst of grief and pain, uncertainty and fear, God gave to me, through the open hands of another, all my soul longed for and had need of.

I was able to trade my sorrows and receive the load of benefits and blessing He wanted to give.

As I glance at the pages of Beckoned by the King, open to this meditation of this portion of the Psalm, I see clearly how this experience has shown me that I truly am kept and cared for in the palm of His hand.  When we reach out to Him, He will bring others alongside us who have hands filled with exactly what we need for breakthrough.

I pray each one of us will be willing to let God use us as a conduit of His grace and love.  May we be able to grasp the power of the love we carry and transmit through the laying on of our hands by the act of one. single. touch.

Thank you Father, for how you have filled the hearts of my brothers and sisters with your powerful love.  I thank you for how you transmit the power of your love to us through the open hands of another.  Thank you for using my sister Laura, through the simple power of a hug to bring release to my heart and soul.

Will you look to see where you can reach out with filled hands and meet the unspoken needs of another?

                          

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Reaching out with you,

with you in His palm

When Dreams Linger His Word Rises Higher

Do you ever have those dreams that linger… you sense they are a ‘God dream’ and the images linger, the feelings and smells  still palpable?  I had one this morning that I am sensing I need to write out so I don’t forget it. If you have any insights, I welcome you to please share them with me.  And if you think I’m ‘weird’ for writing out a dream, that’s ok!  You can tell me that too!

Bruce has been leaving for work at six am. these mornings, and since Sasha hurt her leg, she and Shadow are in the pen down here in the living room. After Bruce leaves, I don’t want her to feel alone so I grab my pillow off the bed and lay on the couch where she can see me.  Somehow I think my presence is comforting to her.

I didn’t actually expect to sleep, but my sleep was so sound I didn’t wake up till the phone rang at 9:40!  I missed the call, but the dream was so vivid in my mind I cannot settle this morning until I write down the dream that begs to be remembered by the writing out of it.

Bruce and I are walking…into what looks like a war zone.  Soldiers all around our feet are kneeling over and protecting other soldiers huddled on the ground.

As we walked through their presence on the sidewalk the smell of death and decay was pungent in my nostrils.  We had to be careful where we planted our feet.

Over on the right, it was obvious enemy forces had amassed, but soldiers using corpses as a cover, jumped up, yelling, surprising the enemy as they let off a ‘rocket’.  We saw the ‘rocket’ as a soaring light in the sky; there was a sense that we ‘had cover’ and  it did not come down and we only ‘saw’ it in the overhead sky.

We were not afraid when we passed by the soldiers and corpses in the street.  The stench of death and… was prevalent as we picked our steps amongst them. The soldiers round about our feet were allies, the ones way off in the distance were the enemy and they could not get close to us.  The soldiers were wise and cunning as they warded off the enemy and we could see the light of wisdom and compassion in their eyes.

We only ‘saw’ the overhead ‘rocket’ as a soaring light in the sky, it did not land and was devoid of its ability to harm.  The skirmishes did not affect us and we walked freely.

We ‘saw’ the thousands of soldiers on our right side, we saw many at our side, but it seemed we were only observers as we picked our steps through their midst.

Psalm 91 Promises:

He who dwells in the shelter of the Most High will abide in the shadow of the Almighty.  I will say, I do say and make it my declaration, that the Lord is my refuge and my fortress, He is my God in whom I  trust.

The Lord my God has promised to deliver me from the snare of the trapper and from the deadly pestilence.  Even though I may see this round about me, He has covered me with His pinions and under His wings I seek constant, daily refuge.

The Lord my God is true and faithful and His faithfulness is like a physical shield and bulwark. Terror stalks in at night time but I am not afraid.  Arrows fly in the day, trying to pierce the armor over my heart, but fear does not penetrate.  Fear does not penetrate the shield of God’s faithfulness.

I am aware of the pestilence that stalks and creeps in under the cover of darkness, but the Lord my God is my Light, and reveals to me exactly where to step and how to walk.

The Lord my God is a canopy round about me.  His tent is where I love to dwell.  It is off limits to the enemy even though he tries to land the darts he throws in darkness.  My life is hidden with Christ in God and the Lord my God is my eternal dwelling place, He is my refuge, my fortress, my stronghold.

His promises are all yes and amen in Christ.  We can count on God to keep His promises to us and He has promised that He has given His angels charge concerning us.  They are charged with our protection, they have access to all of His provision.  They bear us up, holding onto us so we do not trip on a stone cunningly placed by the enemy.  Even though that which is exceeding fearful, is round about us, the angels are bearing us up in their hands.

These are the Lord’s thoughts as He watches us pick our way through the devastation round about us: 

Because she loves Me, I will deliver her.  I will set her securely on a high place of victory so she can proclaim My Name, Jehovah Nissi!

When she calls out My Name in a time of trouble, I will not hesitate to answer her.  I will reveal Myself to her in her time of trouble and even though she may be a bit afraid, I will strengthen her heart to trust Me completely. 

She knows I have good plans for her and she trusts Me even in the times when life seems confusing and her dreams seem like they are dying.  She knows I will rescue her, she has yet to understand how I will honor her but knows I will fully satisfy her with long life that is brimming over with the fullness of My complete salvation.

Listening for His heart,

with you in His palm