Fighting this disease called Myasthenia Gravis (MG) with a little humor, some good friends, and a lot of help from Above.
Friday, February 17, 2017
Are You a Water-Walker?
“Shortly before dawn Jesus went out to them, walking on the lake. 26 When the disciples saw him walking on the lake, they were terrified. “It’s a ghost,” they said, and cried out in fear….”
When I see Jesus doing something miraculous, do I accept it for what it is? Or do I make earthly excuses?
27 But Jesus immediately said to them: “Take courage! It is I. Don’t be afraid.”
Jesus immediately tells them not to be afraid. Is that what I hear?
28 “Lord, if it’s you,” Peter replied, “tell me to come to you on the water.”
29 “Come,” he said.
Then Peter got down out of the boat, walked on the water and came toward Jesus. 30 But when he saw the wind, he was afraid and, beginning to sink, cried out, “Lord, save me!”
What is my “wind?” What is yours? Do you doubt God’s faithfulness to you? Do you doubt God will do what He says in His word He will do? Do you wonder if God really is who He says He is?
I say, “I’ve got bills to pay!”
“Take courage,” says Jesus.
I say, “I’m tired of being ill, and I’m scared of suffering!”
“Don’t be afraid,” says Jesus.
I say, “But I’m so alone…”
“It is I,” He says.
31 Immediately Jesus reached out his hand and caught him. “You of little faith,” he said, “why did you doubt?”
Why DO I doubt, Lord? I have seen so many miracles in my own life, let alone in the lives of others. I know you will never leave me or forsake me! I know Your promises are true…and yet…
Forgive me Lord.
32 And when they climbed into the boat, the wind died down. 33 Then those who were in the boat worshiped him, saying, “Truly you are the Son of God.” Matthew 14:25-32.
When Peter saw Jesus walking on the water, he first thought He was a ghost. Peter told Jesus to tell him to come out on the water, if it was indeed Him. So Jesus said, “Come.”
And to Peter’s credit, he got out. I’m not sure I would have done that much! But out he goes. And when he’s looking at his Savior, he walks. on. water. He WALKS on water! We’re talking wind-tossed, wavy, unfrozen water. And Peter’s walking ON it.
That is, until he looks at his surroundings.
When we encounter difficulty, do we immediately start to sink? Or do we fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith?
I challenge you to remember the One Who Walked on Water. He can give us that amazing ability to be a water-walker too! But we have to stay focused on Him.
Circumstances mean NOTHING to Jesus. He is beyond time. His power knows no limits. Our situation is not too difficult for the Resurrected Son. He is bound by nothing.
Except our disbelief.
Thursday, February 16, 2017
No One Is Insignificant
Have you ever
felt too small, or too insignificant to be of any “real” use in the kingdom of
God? Have you ever thought, “God could never use me. I’m not like so-and-so who can teach
children. Or like so-and-so who can sing
in the choir.” I think we all have felt that way at one time in our lives. I invite you to read the following Scripture:
35 By this time it was late in the day, so his disciples came
to him [Jesus]. “This is a remote place,” they said, “and it’s already very
late. 36 Send the people away so that they can go to the
surrounding countryside and villages and buy themselves something to eat.”
37 But he answered, “You give them something to eat.”
They said to him, “That would take
more than half a year’s wages! Are we to go and spend that much on bread and
give it to them to eat?”
38 “How many loaves do you have?” he asked. “Go and see.”
When they found out, they said,
“Five—and two fish.”
39 Then Jesus directed them to have all the people sit down in
groups on the green grass. 40 So they sat down in groups of hundreds
and fifties. 41 Taking the five loaves and the two fish and
looking up to heaven, he gave thanks and
broke the loaves. Then he gave them to his disciples to distribute to the
people. He also divided the two fish among
them all. 42 They all
ate and were satisfied, 43 and the disciples picked up twelve basketfuls of broken
pieces of bread and fish. 44 The number of the men who had eaten was five thousand.
Mark 6:35-44 NIV (emphasis mine)
This
is one of my favorite passages in the Bible.
Jesus took 5 small barley loaves of bread, and 2 fish, and fed thousands
of people. Notice the passage says Jesus
fed 5,000 men. The women and
children weren’t even counted, yet we know they were there, because
Jesus got the loaves and fish from a small boy. It was his lunch…not a man’s lunch.
Why
is that important? Because some critics
of Jesus’ miracles would say that maybe the loaves of bread were really
big and could feel a lot of people. I
would say to that: how could a small boy carry 5 loaves of bread large enough
to feed 5,000 men?
It’s
also important because it was a small boy, a child, that Jesus took notice of,
and allowed the boy to give a very special gift to all of the people that
day. Because of that little child, many,
many people got to eat. They weren’t going to go hungry. If God could use that little child back then,
don’t you think He could put you to Kingdom work now?
Jesus
asked the disciples to pick up all the remaining pieces and bread and fish
after everyone was “satisfied.” Not just
after everyone had had a few bites…until everyone had eaten and was satisfied.
And what did they collect? A few
crumbs and a few fish bones? NO! They collected 12 baskets full of
“leftovers.”
This reminds me of another passage in Ephesians chapter 6: “20 Now to him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, 21 to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever.”
Jesus is “far more abundant” than anything we
could ever ask, think or imagine. He
LONGS to bless us in abundance! Jesus could have made just enough food to go around for all the people. But He didn’t. He went so beyond “enough.” How so like our lavish Savior.
Jesus gave thanks before he broke the bread. Did He need
to do that for the miracle to happen? I
don’t think so. But He did it. He knew He was going to multiply that food. He’s God in the Flesh! And yet He looked toward heaven, and gave
thanks. Are you waiting for a
miracle? Have you given thanks for it in
advance? Step out in faith! Thank God for what He is about to do for you!
Friends, our Savior is a loving, caring
Provider. He meets all our needs, and
then some! He is lavishly loving, and
just waiting for you to come to Him to exceedingly, abundantly do more than we
could ever ask or imagine.
Jesus.
What a Savior.
Wednesday, February 15, 2017
Mixed Blessings
I am a Jesus-follower, and believe He is the only way to
heaven. You can agree or disagree, but I'm pretty upfront about it and not shy to talk about my beliefs.
I started my post this way because the song "Blessings" by Laura Story has been going through my head over and over. It makes me cry every time. I have experienced that song. "What if blessings come through raindrops? What if healing comes through tears?"
I started my post this way because the song "Blessings" by Laura Story has been going through my head over and over. It makes me cry every time. I have experienced that song. "What if blessings come through raindrops? What if healing comes through tears?"
You know, so many people are struggling.
Think about it: if it never rained, we'd have no flowers. And if
you get something in your eyes, the best thing to wash them out with is your
own tears.
But my heart it so burdened by loved ones who are hurting. Some are fighting physical illness, some struggle with mental illness (which is so invisible that some people don't even believe it exists!); people struggling with inner demons that just overwhelm them. And it makes my heart break.
I have always been an empathetic person.
But my heart it so burdened by loved ones who are hurting. Some are fighting physical illness, some struggle with mental illness (which is so invisible that some people don't even believe it exists!); people struggling with inner demons that just overwhelm them. And it makes my heart break.
I have always been an empathetic person.
Empathize. Understand. Identify With. Put oneself in another person’s place.
I remember one time when I was
little, I was at my cousin’s house, and he got into trouble for something. He received discipline, but I was the one who
cried! I’m still kind of the same now, but on a broader scale. If I could
take the burdens of others I would. I have a few MG friends right now
(several really,) that are going through SO much....And I wish with all my
heart I could do something about it.
But it's not my place. It's God's. It's Jesus's. HE is the only One who can take the burdens. Before I had MG, I was not on a great path in life. I was doing things I knew God didn’t want me to do. But I was so insecure, and so self-absorbed I did them anyway.
God got my attention. He loved me too much to leave me where I was. And if it took MG to do it, so be it. I have a better life now. Do I wish I was healthy? Cured? Absolutely. Do I wish I could breathe every day really well and run and jump and roll around on the floor with my son? Of course.
But would I trade all of the blessings that came with this insidious disease? Nope.
I guess in my rambling, round-about way I'm trying to tell you that there is HOPE. God loves you. He wants your heart. He doesn't want some blindly following robot. He wants to know you. He already loves you.
When I became a mom, the sacrifice of God sending His only Son to earth to die a horrible death took on incredible new meaning to me. I don't know if I could do it. I love my child more than my own life. To send him to a place where people would mock him and beat him and eventually kill him? Even if it was to save others? I don't know. I could give up myself, but my son?
Just think about that today. The God of Heaven wants YOU to be His child and ease your burdens.
But it's not my place. It's God's. It's Jesus's. HE is the only One who can take the burdens. Before I had MG, I was not on a great path in life. I was doing things I knew God didn’t want me to do. But I was so insecure, and so self-absorbed I did them anyway.
God got my attention. He loved me too much to leave me where I was. And if it took MG to do it, so be it. I have a better life now. Do I wish I was healthy? Cured? Absolutely. Do I wish I could breathe every day really well and run and jump and roll around on the floor with my son? Of course.
But would I trade all of the blessings that came with this insidious disease? Nope.
I guess in my rambling, round-about way I'm trying to tell you that there is HOPE. God loves you. He wants your heart. He doesn't want some blindly following robot. He wants to know you. He already loves you.
When I became a mom, the sacrifice of God sending His only Son to earth to die a horrible death took on incredible new meaning to me. I don't know if I could do it. I love my child more than my own life. To send him to a place where people would mock him and beat him and eventually kill him? Even if it was to save others? I don't know. I could give up myself, but my son?
Just think about that today. The God of Heaven wants YOU to be His child and ease your burdens.
Life will NOT be all sunshine and
roses.
But it will be different.
Better. More joyful. It may not be
easy, but it will be good. It will be
very good.
“Blessings” by Laura Story
We pray for blessings
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love is way too much to give us lesser things
‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not our home
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise
We pray for peace
Comfort for family, protection while we sleep
We pray for healing, for prosperity
We pray for Your mighty hand to ease our suffering
All the while, You hear each spoken need
Yet love is way too much to give us lesser things
‘Cause what if your blessings come through raindrops
What if Your healing comes through tears
What if a thousand sleepless nights are what it takes to know You’re near
What if trials of this life are Your mercies in disguise
We pray for wisdom
Your voice to hear
We cry in anger when we cannot feel You near
We doubt your goodness, we doubt your love
As if every promise from Your Word is not enough
All the while, You hear each desperate plea
And long that we’d have faith to believe
When friends betray us
When darkness seems to win
We know that pain reminds this heart
That this is not our home
What if my greatest disappointments
Or the aching of this life
Is the revealing of a greater thirst this world can’t satisfy
What if trials of this life
The rain, the storms, the hardest nights
Are your mercies in disguise
Thursday, February 9, 2017
Compassion for ALL
I was just sitting here thinking how different we
all are, and how each of our lives is so valuable and precious, yet so very,
very different. What's important to me may not even show up on your
radar, and vice versa.
There's just so much going on. I like to people watch (from a safe distance!) Like when we all went to the zoo for Jacob’s birthday. Doug and Jacob rode the train; I waited for them in the center of the zoo on a park bench and watched the people go by. I always wonder who they are, what they're doing or thinking. I try to guess; I am probably wrong.
There's just so much going on. I like to people watch (from a safe distance!) Like when we all went to the zoo for Jacob’s birthday. Doug and Jacob rode the train; I waited for them in the center of the zoo on a park bench and watched the people go by. I always wonder who they are, what they're doing or thinking. I try to guess; I am probably wrong.
Sometimes I have so much pain in my heart that I
want to just scream and yell at the world for going on like nothing is
happening when there is so much sadness and pain all around me.
I just want to MAKE people wake up and pay
attention and see that it's not all about them...and it's not all about
me. It's about US. It's about HIM. It’s about Jesus. It’s about His sacrifice and our desperate
need of being saved.
There is so much going on all over the
world…terror and horror and murder and disease and war. And every single one of those things has
something in common: People. There are people who are terrorized, and
people who are doing the terrorizing.
There are people who are being murdered, and
people who are doing the murdering.
There are people, children, parents, friends;
people just like you, just like me…suffering horribly at the mercy of some insidious
disease…and there are people standing by, just watching, helpless to stop it.
We need to support each other, not rip each other apart! We need to love one another, and pray for each other, not knock each other down the moment we have a chance!
We need to support each other, not rip each other apart! We need to love one another, and pray for each other, not knock each other down the moment we have a chance!
15 Rejoice with those
who rejoice, weep with those who weep. 16 Live in harmony with
one another. Do not be haughty, but associate with the lowly. Never be wise in
your own sight. 17 Repay no one evil
for evil, but give thought to do what is honorable in the sight of all.” Romans
12:15-17 ESV
We may have different opinions
or religions
or temperaments
or lifestyles
or personalities
but we are all people; children of God.
It could have been me that had to throw my child
onto a helicopter, praying he could be rescued from dying of thirst… It could
have been you that was captured by a terrorist group and killed. It could have been your brother. Or my father… Or…
2 “Bear (endure, carry)
one another’s burdens and troublesome moral faults, and in this way
fulfill and observe perfectly the law of Christ (the Messiah) and
complete what is lacking [in your obedience to it].
3 For if any person
thinks himself to be somebody [too important to condescend to shoulder
another’s load] when he is nobody [of superiority except in his own
estimation], he deceives and deludes and cheats himself.”
Galatians
6:2-3 AMP
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