Isaiah_58:11 And the LORD shall guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in drought, and make fat thy bones: and thou shalt be like a watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail not.
September we had the opportunity to take a trip out west. It was beyond wonderful. While drving along my husband would often pull to the side if there was a good pull out spot. One of the times he did so, I noticed something that looked like a cross at the other end of this lookout spot.
so of course I had to investigate this...
and a closer look revealed...
None of us knows when our time is up. I pray that when the time comes for the Lord to call you home that you will join Him gladly full of thanksgiving for all the goodness He provides, and for the glad moment when He brings us home to be with Him, forever.
It has been requested of me (more than
once) to share my testimony. Portions of how the Lord has intervened
on my behalf can be found here and there on this blog amongst a few
separate blog posts however I have yet to write out a formal
testimony of my conversion to the God of the Bible, Who is the only true God.
It isn't that I'm embarrassed or afraid
of anyone's disapproval or rejection in this matter.
That is never a
consideration when doing anything truly for God, nor should it be; self-congratulations
and self anything have no place in it therefore if
everyone except God rejected me for it I would still be on the side
of the majority of the only One who matters. I have little patience nor respect for cowards who shirk from doing what is right because those who are wrong seem to be the majority and then these likewise shrink from the side of right to submit to the seemingly popular wrong (perhaps they are only more vocal and boisterous?) to gain popularity and acceptance.
I've been wanting to make a few changes
to this blogsite before writing out my testimony and I hope to get to
these matters soon, all in God's time, eh?! (slowly but surely, remember that it was the tortoise and not the hare that won the race)
Blessings, and I pray that Jesus gives each person reading here a boldness in Him, not in selfish endeavors
that focus only on yourself and your own ideas of what you think
best, but what is truly good, holy and pure and the only outcome that
is truly a blessed one.
I pray that when I do share what God has done
for me in my testimony, that it will be for blessing others not for
the purpose elevating myself, and ultimately only for bringing
blessing to Whom all blessings belong in the first place,
Today as I approached the entrance to the hospital where I work, I noticed a tiny bird crouched near the doorway; on the ground. I thought that surely it would fly away as I approached, however it remained there, even letting me touch it's wings and stroke the top of it's tiny head, and touch it's tiny beak. She looked up at me as if to say, "Isn't it a lovely day? ...and how are you today?" I thought perhaps it was injured or ill, and that someone might do something mean to it if I left it there, so I gently tried to scoop her up, and as I started to lift her off the ground she decided that our visit was over, and flew away.
She looked quite a lot like this except she had some burnt-orange color on her breast.
This little encounter set the mood for my day, and my first patient, a tiny old woman who seemed so fragile and gentle and trusting, reminded me of my little bird friend. I treated her very gently, and then let her go on her way after we were done with her exam and might never see her again, just as I may never again see that tiny bird. Such tiny encounters that we can easily overlook for their humble insignificance, and yet, if we would stop, and look, and touch, and feel, and receive the blessing, it didn't cost us anything but a few moments of our time, and all the money in the world could not purchase the sweetness of those moments. How often do I overlook them? Everyday....several hundred times a day. Thank you Lord for helping me to see this one, this time.
With the 10 year anniversary of the "Arab assault on America" coming up this week, I thought I would add my 2 cents into the mix.
Matermuse posted a video that I agree with (that I'm sure people who are against "conspiracy theorists" would find several flaws which have nothing to do with the facts of the incident but would rather attack the speakers for various flaws). The main question that does come up is:
Why does the MSM never talk about building 7??? Most people don't even know about the suspicious demolition of building 7.
and another question is
Why would so many reputable people that would have knowledge about such things (such as architects and physicists) lay their reputations on the line, and in fact lose all credibility with the rest of the people that want to blindly follow whatever they are told? These professionals have asked honest questions that never get an honest response, but instead they receive only ridicule....???
However, I have a third question (one a dear and very close person asked of me):
How will knowing the truth about 9/11 help me in my witness for Jesus? Will it help to seek out every ugly thing that goes wrong in this world? or will it make people run away from me without giving me a chance to stand for Jesus in their eyes?
The third question, I think, is the most important one. I think that knowing there is something very wrong with the official version of "the truth" has helped me to understand in a very profound way how desperately wicked this world truly is. To try to chamoflauge that fact and pretend otherwise might help me keep friends (for a while) but how true are "such" friends anyway? Before delving into the depths of this garbage can, I had a conceptual idea of the wickedness of the world. After getting into that muck, and truly understanding and feeling that muck on myself, made me see this fact in such a way that it smacked me full force right between the eyes.
Does it help my witness? Yes, and no. Yes because I am much more reliant on the power of Jesus than ever before. No because people do seem to have changed towards me, from changes that have occurred within me that people seem to pick up on in a spiritual sense. The Bible tells us that to the saved we are like the fragrance of heaven (sorry about the poor paraphrase, I'm not able to look up the exact verses right now) but to the unsaved we have the aroma of death. It has made my life more difficult...and that can be viewed as a bad thing....but ultimately, it is a good thing because this has me running to Jesus more and more.
Should we only seek out the "truth" that makes us comfortable and happy, and win lots of friends so we can influence them for Jesus? Or should we seek out "the whole truth, and nothing BUT the truth, so help me God"? ... we each have to make that decision, don't we?
But why did I choose that for my blog title (you might ask)?
I chose Flutterbys because it brings to mind the fleeting and fragile quality of life. We are here in our mortality for only seeming moments when compared with all of eternity. The Apostle James put it like this:
Jam 4:14 Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
I also chose that word to denote the fleeting quality of my thoughts. What are thoughts? They come and go, and they can change with the seasons. And what remains is the truth, what God has said from the beginning, and nothing I do or say can add to it, or subtract from it. If anything of what I say or do remains and brings glory to God, it is because He can place an enduring quality to my fleeting missives...and if He chooses to do so, the praise belongs only to Him, and I was just a messenger of His precious and enduring flame.
Heb 1:7 And of the angels (messengers) he saith, Who maketh his angels spirits, and his ministers a flame of fire.
To the fleetingness of life, and the temporariness of all that we experience here, whether good or bad, and reflections on what I see; current events, and other points of interest); topics on "the wind and the waves" in life, and "the quiet in the eye of the storm" when we are in Christ Jesus, is what I devote my musings to here...a devotional that I submit for others to be able to view, and comment on if you wish.
Flutter by now and then, add your thoughts and join in the conversation. And in all things (seemingly good and seemingly bad) give thanks to the Father, without whom we would not even have this mortal existence.
1Th 5:18 In every thing give thanks: for this is the will of God in Christ Jesus concerning you.
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