But Now I am Found

Prayer Shawl Hanging from Rod

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© Jeanne E Webster

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One day at a time

Sweet Jesus

You taught us to pray

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Not for yesterday

Not for tomorrow

Only for today

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So I’m praying today

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For my family

My friends

My enemies

My self

The lost

Those who stumble

Those who fall

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Help us all this day

Father, we pray

Somehow shine

Through this maze

Called life

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For you are

Our God

Our Creator

Our Father

Our only glory

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Among this clay

Smooth out the cracks

Redraw the lines

Recolor the tint

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That this world

Will see only you

In this body

This spirit

This sinner

This lover of self

This pilgrim

This “good” person

This crying soul

This marked entity

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Branded with your cross

Forever and ever

This weeping one

Humbly prays

This day

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Abba Father

My God

My Redeemer

My Lord

My King

My Savior

The great I AM

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Amen

NaPoWriMo   Day 23

Did You Know?

 

©Jeanne E Webster

Luke 14:25-35 Now there went with him great multitudes: and he turned, and said unto them,

“If any man cometh unto me, and hateth not his own father, and mother, and wife, and children, and brethren, and sisters, yea, and his own life also, he CANNOT be my disciple.

“Whosoever doth not bear his own cross, and come after me, CANNOT be my disciple. For which of you, desiring to build a tower, doth not first sit down and count the cost, whether he have wherewith to complete it?  Lest haply, when he hath laid a foundation, and is not able to finish, all that behold begin to mock him, saying, ‘this man began to build, and was not able to finish.

“Or what king, as he goeth to encounter another king in war, will not sit down first and take counsel whether he is able with ten thousand to meet him that cometh against him with twenty thousand? Or else, while the other is yet a great way off, he sendeth an ambassage, and asketh conditions of peace.

“So therefore whosoever he be of you that renounceth not all that he hath, he CANNOT be my disciple. Salt therefore is good: but if even the salt have lost its savor, wherewith shall it be seasoned?  It is fit neither for the land nor for the dunghill: men cast it out.

“He that hath ears to hear, let him hear.”

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Did you think?  Did I think? 

Did I know?  Did you know? 

Not at first, I didn’t.  Did you?

Some days I’d rather not go there.  How about you? 

 

By now, the gist of the above scripture is slowly seeping into the thought process.  Let us review the latter part of Luke’s 14th chapter.   

“Now there went with Him great multitudes, and He turned and said to them, ‘If…’”

That mighty big two-letter word.  If.  If what?  “…any person devoted more to family members and also to his/her own life, than to Me, than he/she CANNOT be my disciple.”  This is a hard saying coming from our Lord.

In a nutshell, Christ asks us to put Him first in our lives, our family ties secondary.  We all know how difficult that can be at times.  Current-day relationships and lifestyles throw so many entanglements our way, distractions, subtle splash pits, powdery smudge puffs to distort our focus on Jesus.  They are the great escapes from the monotony of life.  Right?

Jesus continues, “Whoever does not bear his/her cross and come after Me CANNOT be my disciple.”  A most distinct warning that we walk alone with Christ, not in our parent’s shoes or Pastor So-so’s shoes, but our own shoes in the footsteps of Christ.

“For haven’t you counted the cost of following Me BEFORE you raised your hand and came to the altar?”  Once we signal to our families, friends and to the world that we are on the Lord’s side, watch out when we stumble.  The mocking and squawking begins: “We told you so!” 

“Once you have decided to go to war against the hell bound entity called Satan, do you know if your strength and wisdom is of the Lord or manmade?”  Again, possible catastrophe ahead.

“So…be ready to renounce all you have and are, or you CANNOT be my disciple.”  Our lives and means should be at the constant disposal for our Lord’s purposes.

“Salt is good but if it loses its strength, what good is it?  It will be thrown away, fit for no good use and end up in the garbage heap.  You that hear the still small voice of God, hear this.”

The old adage, “If it acts like a duck, walks like a duck and quacks like a duck, …” seems fit here.  It a disciple does not act like a disciple, nor walk like a disciple or speak like a disciple, he is useless for God’s works. 

My firm belief here is that Christ knows discipleship is hard and the ground will be shaky under our feet at times.  But He promises to walk with us, to strengthen our way and impart wisdom in our actions.  The key word here is to endure.  With His presence, we shall persevere til the end.  As the hymn so eloquently professes, “I have decided to follow Jesus…He’ll go with me all the way.” 

Yielding to God is “like a flower at dawn, touched by the warmth of the sun, opening to those sunrays and giving to the world its beauty, its perfume—being for all to see what it was meant to be.”  ~unknown

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

 

 

~Isaac Watts, 1707

When I survey the wondrous cross

On which the Prince of Glory died,

My richest gain I count but loss

And pour contempt on all my pride.

 

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast

Save in the death of Christ my God

All the vain things that charm me most,

I sacrifice them to His blood.

 

See, from His head, His hands, His feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down;

Did e’er such love and sorrow meet,

Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

 

Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small;

Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all.

NAILS AND THORNS

 

 

 

THE NAILS AND THE THORNS 

 

 

Matthew 16:24 “If any man will come after Me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow Me.”

 

During this Lenten season let us reflect upon Jesus’ call to deny self and take up our cross and follow Him.

Self-denial is a cross. It lurks behind the shadowy cobwebs of our consciousness like a phantom shaman shaking its nail-and-thorn studded rattle at our measly attempts to curb its monstrous appetite for self-satisfaction. We try to avoid these nails and thorns at all costs because they hurt…they sting…they smart.

Where do we stand in regards to these nails and thorns?

  • When confronted with disparaging situations among our brethren, do we stifle our desire to cause strife?
  • When enticed to become involved with distasteful things, do we choose to obey Christ and live godly lives?
  • When we become totally wrapped up with work and family, do we submit to that still small voice that bids us find time to help the widows, visit the shut-ins, and give to the poor?
  • When facing false accusations and deeds from evil doers, do we face them with our Lord’s directive to turn the other cheek?

 

These are but some of the moments when “nails and thorns” rear their ugly heads in our consciousness. These are the causes of the “blood trickling down our brows and spurting from our heads and feet”. Nails and thorns have a way of doing that.

If and when we answer Christ’s call to deny ourselves and take up our cross, some of these nails and thorns will surely cause us to stumble and fall. That is inevitable. We cannot be made perfect while in these fragile, selfish bodies. But Christ is there to lift us up and send us on our way again. He already walked this road. Remember?

“And lo, I am with you always, even unto the end of the age.” Matthew 28:20

 

 

Inner Glow

Rose bud in the rain

 

Thank you for the memories,

The joys and wonders of life,

The blessing of divine glories…

What peace abundantly rife!

You birthed me as a baby girl,  

Swaddled up in my mother’s arms;    

Tenderly kissed my golden curls

As I snuggled in her charms.

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Thanks for all my family and friends,

Thanks for pretty flowers and weeds. 

Sunshine and rain brought amends

As You sought to establish Your seeds.

Oh God, my sins no longer sting

They’re hung on the cross of Jesus.

He entered into my life to bring

A life so much more prestigious.

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Your truth appeased my doubting heart  

I was healed by Your living waters.

Eternal life You did truly impart

To my lost spirit and many others.

I peered inside my very soul;  

Faithfully, You are present there. 

See that loving spirit glow…

A sweet heavenly flare!  Amen

(jew)