A reading for my grand children, and for you as well.
A reading for my grand children, and for you as well.
I once believed that if I “thought too highly of myself” it was a sign of selfishness.
I was told I thought more highly of myself than I ought.
I once believed that stating my abilities was bragging about how good I was.
I was told I was a show off, and that I needed to stop it.
I once even believed that if I tried to show any of these talents, then people would tell me I was wrong, and that I actually had no talent at all.
Sadly, they told me this, all through my life, and I believed them.
Many times these declarations came from those who were either supposed to look after my well being, or if not them, then from someone I had dared to step out of myself to trust.
I was taught that “I” statements, should be phrased as “we” statements.
Hence, I would not be attracting too much attention to myself.
Even my journals were phrased in this way.
I may not know you, but I do know something about people, and even a little bit about what makes them tick.
May I just start by saying that when we are small, and then even as we grow, we have the ability to be either weak or strong, healthy or sick, bright or dim, positive or negative.
Of course a lot of this comes from our genetic code, but I believe much, much more of it comes from what we are told as we grow.
“Whether you think that you can, or that you can’t, you are usually right.” – Henry Ford
Here is a bit of what I already knew, I knew it because these scriptures said it was so;
Psalm 139:14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well.
2 Corinthians 10:5 says that – We capture every thought and make it give up and obey Christ.
The Living Bible translation says that we can capture these rebels (thoughts) and change them into thoughts whose hearts’ desire is obedience to Christ.
By re-working how I think in this way, I can choose God’s thoughts for myself.
I have it on good authority (God’s word) that it is OK for me to declare what God has put in side of me.
By declaring this truth, I am actually strengthening and re-strengthening the fact for my heart to know that I am fearfully and wonderfully made, I am choosing an obedient thought instead of a lie.
When I capture all those negative thoughts placed in my mind, I literally take them, and trade them in. I don’t like those thoughts, and like returning a purchase at the store, I’ll choose some other thoughts.
I’ll choose the thoughts that God has thought about me all along.
I’ll choose the ones I was not able to hear for all the untrue ones that were loudly going off in my head!
If we choose rightly, the way we think of ourselves,
– The way God thinks of us –
We become His “Show and Tell”.
What day was more exciting than “Show and Tell”?
When we could share our most prized possession with the class!
He is excited to show us off!
He absolutely loves what He has created!
He wants the world to see!
When we reflect HIS image,
People will see and know that we belong to a loving Creator God.
Now you may or may not know much about this God of whom I speak.
Whatever the case, please allow me to give you some of God’s own words to let you know and realize the way He thinks of you, the way He sees you.
Please allow God’s words for you, seep into your heart.
Please allow them to marinate your person with His extreme love for you.
I’ve given you a dozen verses to consider.
Then you may even wish to consider your own.
(Perhaps there is a little private “Show and Tell” between you and God in your near future.)
This is all I have for you today.
It is enough for now.
God so wants to make these truths real to you.
Won’t you give Him a try?
Fearfully and Wonderfully Made
Today on Writing Camp with Julie Jordan Scott, we were encouraged to take a favorite quote and use it as a writing prompt.
If you know me at all, then you know my favorite author is Billy Coffey.
My quote was found in his latest book “Steal Away Home”.
Here is what I wrote, 5 for 5 Brain Dump style (2x). If you don’t know what 5 for 5 Brain Dump is, Here to find out more about it.
I read a short piece once about a man who absolutely hated some little blue glass kittens that his wife insisted be on the front window sill. She put them there, he would move them. She put them back. Over and over, 30 or 40 years worth.
When his wife passed, he put those little blue glass kittens back on the window sill, to remind him of her.
My grandpa, used to complain and complain that he could not sleep through my grandmas window rattling snoring.
When she passed, he could only complain that he could not sleep without her snoring.
We have a large tray that our coffee pot, sugar, his coffee cup, a spoon rest and spoon sit on in our kitchen. Every day, when hubby makes his coffee, he sets the sugar on the counter. I move it to the tray. He takes it off.
It used to make me angry. Everyday. I really had to think of how much I would miss that if he were to pass.
Those little things. Those little rituals. How important will they be in the passing of time?
How are we rooted to these rituals?
I remember – They are exactly what life is about. And I smile.
Bridges come in many shapes and sizes.
Each built to withstand the elements surrounding it.
Simple beam bridges, may only cross a stream or a gully too difficult to traverse, and are seldom longer than 250 feet.
A truss bridge is a superstructure meant to carry heavy loads.
A cantilever bridge stretches over the obstacle, is only attached on the ends, and raises in the middle to allow for larger loads to go UNDER.
An arch bridge carries the weight of traffic through the abutments on either side. These bridges are strong enough to carry trains.
Tied arch bridges, or bow string bridges are constructed a bit differently, and the weight is carried through tension in the bottom cord of the bridge.
Suspension bridges are suspended from cables. The earliest ones being ropes and vines. The cables hang from towers that are built deep into the ground below the bridge.
Cable-stayed bridges, like suspension bridges, are held up by cables, but have less cables, and taller towers.
But my very favorite bridge of all is the Gospel bridge. It’s the one that God provided for us. It is built with eternity in mind. It bridges a gap that I can’t jump. I’m thankful to have a path to choose. One that is strong enough to carry a load that I could never bare.
On one of my self-excavating pilgrimages, I asked myself this question.
First I will tell you, that on these pilgrimages, of which there have been many, my travelling companions have been God the Father, His son Jesus and the Holy Spirit.
My strong belief is that through this trinity, the truth and life can be found.
The excavation can be lengthy, and often times raw, but well worth the treasure found in the end. Quitting came to mind many times, but I had to remember to keep my eyes on the prize; Freedom.
That being said, I began my journey with the old soundtrack running in my mind. You may even share the same soundtrack. It is the old song that tells you that you are ordinary, rejected, overlooked and insignificant.
In order for me to be able to show up, to tell my story, to use my voice, I needed to know exactly what God thought of me.
The first thing I did, was locate what my mentor and teacher Graham Cooke called “Inheritance scriptures”. If you are familiar with the Bible, then you should have no problem here. If you are not, let me just say that I believe it is the complete and totally true Word of God, a map and guide to how we should live our lives.
Just so you know, there is no judgement here if you believe it, or even if you don’t, but that is the direction I am coming from.
So. Inheritance verses. Life verses. Verses that come to life every time you read them. At times, even though you may know them, believe them, trust them, the old soundtrack still tries to take over. This is where it is important to keep your verses close at hand.
I enjoy the Psalms, many of my inheritance words were first uttered by the subject David. He was so real. Happy, sad, powerful, weak, joyful, angry, courageous, fearful. Full range of emotions. Many of his words fit me, and most likely you too, here are some, my inheritance words, I claim them for myself, you can claim them too;
Psalms 18:19 (Speaking of God) He brought me into a spacious place; He rescued me because He delighted in me.
Psalms 57:1b I will take refuge in the shadow of your wings until the disaster has passed.
Psalms 119:65 Great peace have they that love your law. Nothing cause them to stumble.
Psalms 4:8 In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone Lord, make me dwell in safety.
Psalms 131;1-2 My heart is not proud, Lord, my eyes are not haughty; I do not concern myself with things great matters or things too difficult for me. 2 But I have calmed and quieted myself, I am like a weaned child with its mother; like a weaned child I am content.
All of these verses give me rest. I call them to memory when times are hard. They buoy my spirit, and keep my heart strong.
But none does that for me like this last one though; I share it with you, to make you strong;
1 You have searched me, Lord,
and you know me.
2 You know when I sit and when I rise;
you perceive my thoughts from afar.
3 You discern my going out and my lying down;
you are familiar with all my ways.
4 Before a word is on my tongue
you, Lord, know it completely.
5 You hem me in behind and before,
and you lay your hand upon me.
6 Such knowledge is too wonderful for me,
too lofty for me to attain.
7 Where can I go from your Spirit?
Where can I flee from your presence?
8 If I go up to the heavens, you are there;
if I make my bed in the depths, you are there.
9 If I rise on the wings of the dawn,
if I settle on the far side of the sea,
10 even there your hand will guide me,
your right hand will hold me fast.
11 If I say, “Surely the darkness will hide me
and the light become night around me,”
12 even the darkness will not be dark to you;
the night will shine like the day,
for darkness is as light to you.
13 For you created my inmost being;
you knit me together in my mother’s womb.
14 I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made;
your works are wonderful,
I know that full well.
15 My frame was not hidden from you
when I was made in the secret place,
when I was woven together in the depths of the earth.
16 Your eyes saw my unformed body;
all the days ordained for me were written in your book
before one of them came to be.
17 How precious to me are your thoughts, God!
How vast is the sum of them!
18 Were I to count them,
they would outnumber the grains of sand—
when I awake, I am still with you.
23 Search me, God, and know my heart;
test me and know my anxious thoughts.
24 See if there is any offensive way in me,
and lead me in the way everlasting.
He knows us. He tells us what He thinks of us. He tells us who we are.
We are not ordinary, rejected, overlooked or insignificant.
Join me again here again as I share more of my “Excavation of my soul”.
On this final 5 for 5 Brain Dump about being alive, I want to get really specific.
Here are the things important to my life.
October 23rd #wordnerds, the word was uberty; meaning – abundant opportunities.
(#Wordnerds) What is #Wordnerds?
I want to always be able to see and respond to the uberty(s) that present themselves in my life.
Making a difference in the lives of others, leaving this legacy to my children and my children’s children, that to me, is life.
What would your list look like?
What is 5 for 5 Brain Dump? Check here!
What can I say about this book?
I place it on a list I call my “Pre” list.
Pre – Awareness.
Pre – Connectedness
Pre – Not knowing who I am
Pre – Knowing who I am
I was lost and broken, and the worst part, I didn’t even know it!
Isn’t it just the way it is , to long for someone to think you are worth the fight?
Isn’t it just the way it is, to keep looking for something, not knowing what is is?
Isn’t it just the way it is to retain the hard outer shell to keep from feeling the hurt and loneliness?
Are you normal for wanting anything else?
Before the “Pre” days before the knowing, before the longing, before connecting the dots, I came across a book called “Wild at Heart” by John Eldredge. It was a book about men. Who they are. What they are. What they need and what they were created to be. For the first time I began to understand my husband, my brothers, and even the guy who changed my oil. So imagine my surprise when John and his wife Stasi wrote a book, about me.
This book, one I believe every young lady, woman and grandma should read showed me so much.
Mostly it showed me that those longings were normal. That they weren’t meant to be hidden away, but fully explored. Fully felt. It was normal to want someone in my life who thought I was worth the fight.
God wanted me to know exactly how He made me. The longings and desires He has put in me, were to be fully discovered. He wanted them to bring joy and peace to my heart, and if I did it right, I would bring glory to my Father in Heaven as well.
Isn’t wanting anything else being selfish? Isn’t it self serving? I learned that neither of those were true. But I digress.
In the book John and Stasi take the reader one step at a time into the intricate and intimate way that God created a woman.
A truth so hidden by the world we live in, that it can be impossible to find it without God’s help. This is the help I needed. Delivered in a delightful read.
I first found this book in 2005.
I read it, and stewed in it for a long time. Marinated in it if you will. Tenderizing my heart for what was to come.
In reviewing the book for this post, I realized how much I have forgotten in those pages read so long ago. I do believe it’s time to read it again. Anyone want to join me? You can contact me on Twitter @DeborahSPC.