I Am That Woman

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He purposed to be there that day. There was no getting around that fact.(John 4:1-42) Once more the Master defied the disciples plans for their teacher. They shook their heads in disbelief, yet there they were in Samaria, a place despised by the Jews of the day. Jesus led them there showing once more that the ways of the Father are not the ways of the children. He was showing them they had much to learn of the Father’s unconditional love, grace and mercy. More

One Night in Boston (How to lose a car, make a friend and find God in 24 hours) Pt 3

We Are Never Off God’s Radar
Well here we are on the final leg of this journey…
If you are popping into this little post, you need to know this is the last of three. Part one and two are here:
The Adventure Begins…
Men Hate to Ask for Directions…
And now we conclude this little Boston adventure…

 Can I go anywhere apart from Your Spirit?
    Is there anywhere I can go to escape Your watchful presence?
 Even if I am afraid and think to myself, “There is no doubt that the darkness will swallow me,
    the light around me will soon be turned to night,”
 You can see in the dark, for it is not dark to Your eyes.
    For You the night is just as bright as the day.
    Darkness and light are the same to Your eyes.
Psalm 139:7, 11-12 (The Voice)

I slip into the back seat and hubby sits up front. We have accepted the help of a local stranger who has  offered to take us to the parking lot…and help us figure out just which one it is. The fact is, we had a card with the lot address on it, but it was pretty useless to us for two reasons: 1.We were completely unfamiliar with area. 2. Hubby thought he knew where we needed to go and was completely convinced he was headed in the right direction. Did I mention he is Italian?
You know what I’m saying?

I have a question for you. Have you ever been convinced you were going in the right direction only to find out that you had it completely wrong?

Our angelic host and personal chaperon Tito refused to give up on us. “I’m gonna get you to your car.” We were now his mission. He drove us from one end of the city to the other, trying to locate the specific small lot where we left our car approximately 6 hours earlier. The trouble was there were two areas at opposite ends of the city with the same name. Hubs was convinced we parked near where we left our daughter. I was convinced otherwise, yet not so sure I knew whether it mattered since everything looked the same in the city after walking all night.

Everything looks different in the dark.

After weaving and whizzing through the the city streets, we made a final loop that retraced our ride almost exactly from Fenway Park into the city. As we started to see the city coming from this angle, it hit my man…we both recognized the reality. We had been walking completely in the wrong direction for the majority of the time. This took us further and further from our ultimate destiny until our friend Tito (aka Clarence) showed up.

But, the fact is God sees everything clearly.
My sin. My husband’s sin.
All sin.

This is what the Lord declares,
 He says to His children…mercy.

He sends us His immeasurable grace, as we pour out wrath on one another. See, while we were yet sinners, God was authorizing Mercy. Grace. Peace. Good. He was authoring our happy ending…IS continuing to write His story in each one of our lives as we open our eyes to His truth!As we stumble around wondering if He sees us. Sees me in this city…lost, angry at my husband. Following him through a maze of pavement and mad about it.While my husband is convinced he has it under control and he doesn’t, but God sees it all and He says MERCY!

See, even when I am wrong, God says MERCY.
When my husband is wrong, Mercy.
When we go astray, convinced we are going the right way, He commands Mercy!

I have a message for you.
Wives, your husband may be sincerely wrong, and believe he is right.
This frustrates you and causes you to fret.
But God is faithful.
He sees all, perfectly.

 You can see in the dark, for it is not dark to Your eyes.
    For You the night is just as bright as the day.
    Darkness and light are the same to Your eyes.

Stop fretting and start trusting because God is trustworthy, faithful and true.
If you trust God, even when your hub has it wrong, He will take care of you both.
Your response when your hubby is wrong: Mercy!
God’s response when you are wrong: Mercy!
As we approached the lot with great relief, my hubby kept shaking his head in disbelief.
He completely forgot a portion of our journey from earlier. It was so obvious we both had forgotten where we started our journey.

But God never lost sight of us.
Not for one second.

As we slid out of Tito’s car, I thanked him. He refused to accept anything for his help. I told him I was thankful to God for him.

He gave me a big smile, “I must have been sent for you.”

With a nod, wave and one more check, asking if we would be OK to get where we needed to go- he drove off into the night.

Mercy!

“Do all the good you can. By all the means you can. In all the ways you can. In all the places you can. At all the times you can. To all the people you can. As long as ever you can.”
John Wesley

Be sure and visit these great blogs:  Women Living Well, The Wellspring, Finding Heaven,
My Daily Walk in His Grace where this post is linked!

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When I Consider The Cross {Meditation for Lent}

When I consider the cross
all I perceive I have lost…
is nothing.
When I consider the cross
I count the cost,
but not my own.
When I consider the cross
love not forced
but given,
rejected,
spat on,
infected by sin…
my own.
When I consider the cross
purity certain,
untainted-
exchanged for my burden
undeserved,
yet mine.
When I consider the cross
I hold out my hand,
lay down my demands
for my way,
my “rights”
all become memory…
in hopes 
of something greater.
When I consider the cross
His selflessness
unparalleled-
unfathomable grace-
ludicrous, YES!
Yet, I confess,
I would rather have it His way,
than my way 
at last. 


When I consider your heavens,
 the work of your fingers,
the moon and the stars,
    which you have set in place,
 what is mankind that you are mindful of them,
    human beings that you care for them?
You have made them a little lower than the angels
    and crowned them with glory and honor.
Psalm 8:3-5



Have you considered the Cross, lately?



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Dear Jesus {Faith Barista Jam 8/23}

Painting by CM Dudash

Dear Jesus,

I’ve so much I long to say that my heart and mind feel overwhelmed. My mind swirls with questions and I long to hear you say, as you did to the Sea of Galilee “Peace, be still”. Lord, I know I need to listen better to you, because you are faithful to speak through your Word and a multitude of ways but this buzzing in my brain, the ever present hum of this distracting, crazy world is like static to my soul. I confess I sometimes have a hard time hearing you through the haze of the days. How I long for uninterrupted time with you. How I long to stay in your presence forever weeping and kissing your feet. I know in your divine presence I feel nothing but the bliss of fears expelled. Perfect peace, joy and holy acceptance. Oh, Lord I want to live in that every moment. Is that Heaven? Because I long for it from the inner core of my being. Lord, it’s my birthday tomorrow (I mean I know you know this and all) and I am approaching the half century mark. That sounds rather cryptic, but Lord I wonder if I will ever grow up? Grow old. I still feel like that same little girl. The one who felt your guarding presence but did not fully understand. The Little Girl who hid in the stairwell and cut Catechism class when the teacher shamed her one day. Week after week she walked to the class (or so her mother thought) and instead hid in a stairwell wondering the time. I knew you were there but I did not know what to say to you. How to talk to you. So I sat there in my shame, feeling the filth of my self. Waiting. Sensing your presence but my own lack. Spiritually mute. Lord, I am grateful that you didn’t wait for me to find words but you stayed with me. A friend to me before I was ever a friend to you. You have been that faithful friend even as I ran from anything that reminded me of the shame, the filth, the uncleanness that only you could clean. The thought of you extending a clean white cloth dipped in blood and water to me.  This is all too wonderful to me. The thought of me running from you dirty, when all you wanted was to cleanse me from my own self-righteousness and sin. To cure and heal me from that which was within and without. The thought of your love and faithfulness and my ignorance and rebellion. I rejected you because I did not understand your great love for me. Or my own unrighteousness. But you came to give sight to the blind, riches to the poor, and health to the sick; To give good things and a crown of eternal glory.
Your blessing traded for my cursing. Your grace exchanged for my selfishness. Your sacrifice while I was still a blasphemer. Lord, thank you for putting a new song in my heart and for your sacrificial love that extends always to the lame, blind, sick and poor. Because of your love, I walk, see, am healed and rich.
I am forgiven. I am grateful. I am free. Lord, I praise you that you made a way for sinners to enter into your presence. That you are always extending that white cloth dipped in blood and water to all of those who will call out your name. The name that saves. Jesus. The Name Above All Names. Thank you for words to speak, now that I know how to talk to you. You are teaching me. Willing and able. Help me to abide in your Truth and discern your voice clearly above the noise. Help me to listen well to you and others. Thank you for Wisdom, Truth and the Keys to your Kingdom. Oh, Lord. Thank you for loving me and making your love available to all.

I Remain Forever In Your Grace,
Dawn

 But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: 
While we were still sinners, Christ died for us. 
Since we have now been justified by his blood, 
how much more shall we be saved from God’s wrath through him! 
For if, while we were God’s enemies, 
we were reconciled to him through the death of his Son, 
how much more, having been reconciled,
 shall we be saved through his life!
 Not only is this so, but we also boast in God through our Lord Jesus Christ,
 through whom we have now received reconciliation.
Romans 5:8-11
Beholding Glory

Birdbath Blessings (Repost)

You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.
Psalm 16:11
If I asked you what was one of the things that brought you the greatest pleasure, 
on a daily basis in your life, what might be your answer? 
The goodbye kiss every morning from your significant other, perhaps? 
The satisfaction of preparing a meal for your family?
 The home that you now enjoy, which was a fruit of many years of labor and penny pinching?
Can you name one specific thing or activity that brings you the sweetest inner pleasure and reminds you of the Father’s joy and pleasure in you?
One such activity that truly brings me inner joy, and pleasure immeasurable and surprising, is when I am watching the birds do the things that birds just…well…things that birds just DO!
One of these is watching them bathe. Now don’t get the wrong idea, not pleasure like David watching Bathsheba pleasure. Oh my! No! Can you believe I went there? Yup, I know. Issues.
But truly, the pleasure that reminds me, not of my own sinfulness, (not so easy- since it seems ever before me) but the kind that is soblivious to external distractions and overflowing with grace that it becomes blissful, beautiful and holy. When I watch the birds roll, dip and rustle themselves so blatantly unaware of my presence and pleasure, yet so completely present in their own precious moment, it brings me delirious inner joy and amazing delight!

It has often brought to my mind the possibility of God’s pleasure
in me as I go about my day.

All because of Jesus.

I have watched from my kitchen window and from my back patio. I have been blessed and reminded again and again in this one small activity: watching the birds in the birdbath.
 It has brought to mind that though rejected: He is aware of me. Though downcast: He has not forgotten. Though uncertain of the future: He knows my needs. Though in need of cleansing: He has provided. 
He has made all things possible. By grace through faith in Christ. Though my sin seems to be ever before me, he takes pleasure in watching me come to Jesus again and again to be cleansed. 
When I fly away, I am clean, holy and free.
My greatest need and yours, is the promise of Him and His presence in all of our various circumstances. In this one thing we can be fully satisfied. In His presence is fullness of joy. Oh may we not forget. I am grateful for these birdbath blessings and gentle, sweet reminders of His love, grace and faithfulness.
O, Lord I pray that I may be satisfied with the good things you give. Amen.

 Praise the LORD, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name.
Praise the LORD, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.
Psalm 103:1-5

Friends, this is one of my personal favorite posts. I just longed to share it with you and hope it is a blessing. It was from my early days and got 16 views. I figure it should get a little more wear and tear since it was such a pleasure to write! 
I will be posting the Rene Swopes story on Friday!

Hope to see you here then! 
In His Grace, Dawn

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