tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-85871055800098717232024-02-19T02:54:19.381-06:00The urchin chronicles ...because Caeley dared me toAshleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-29038403090576625752014-05-06T16:48:00.001-05:002014-05-06T16:48:41.154-05:00Here! I brought you some worms!Sometimes God speaks to us through the simplest things in life.<br />
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This afternoon we were sitting outside enjoying the beautiful weather. I was reading while Corban played with a neighbor and Christopher was digging in the dirt. Christopher ran over to me and said "Hee-yah! You can have these worms! Here's some water. Give them a drink if they look thirsty." A minute later, "I brought you another one!"<br />
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He was so excited to share his find with me. And I was happy to receive it. Worms aren't my favorite but they delight him and that makes his gift special, because he was sharing something he enjoys with me. His heart was open.<br />
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I think God feels the same way toward us. Some days I feel like all I have to give amounts to worms. But when that's all I have and I give it, it counts for something. When I share things that I'm excited about, that delight my heart, I think it delights His heart. When I do things I enjoy, when I laugh at ridiculous things, when I make silly videos that probably embarrass my family, I think He gets a kick out of it. I know it can be difficult to think of God in this way, but I've come to believe it's true.<br />
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Even as adults we should never lose our childlike innocence, the desire to share our happy moments, to believe He wants to listen. We're just overgrown children after all.<br />
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And He is our Daddy.<br />
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<br />Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-75484817575717859762014-04-26T12:00:00.000-05:002014-04-26T15:45:51.493-05:00Questions in the Wilderness<span style="font-size: large;">"I feel like I'm headed into the wilderness."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">That's what I said before we moved to Kansas City. And I think I was right. I feel that I've been in a wilderness of sorts for a long while now. There were some difficult things that happened before we moved and more awaited me after we moved. To boot I turned 39 and so that mid-life what-am-I-doing-that-matters stuff began to happen.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Bottom line: I've been having a <strike>little</strike> big identity crisis.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This morning Benji Nolot, of Exodus Cry, tweeted this:</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"God has a wilderness for every person struggling with their identity."</span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The thing I've discovered about the wilderness is that while it doesn't appear attractive and seems from the outside to be deserted, I have found that there is One here with me. I've encountered God more deeply here than I have anywhere else before. In my barrenness He fills me and He speaks to me. He provides an oasis just when I need it. He puts refreshing words in the mouths of others who don't know I need them. He has sent me a friend. He has even given me my own personal cheerleader, who follows me around all day saying, "You're the best mom ever. I love you forever."</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It's not easy to live in a wilderness, but I wouldn't trade it. I will come out on the other side. His purposes will be served.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The two questions I hear asked of me in this place and the questions we must all answer are:</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"Who do you say that I am?" </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Who do I say God is? Who is Jesus?</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"Who are you?" </span></i><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Who does He say that I am? Who was I created to be? How does He want to express His life through me?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Answer these questions and I will be unshakeable. These are the questions in my wilderness. Maybe they are the questions in yours.</span><br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-80000160691838473472014-04-23T13:56:00.000-05:002014-04-23T14:09:42.160-05:00Speaking the truth in love. And otherwise.<span style="font-size: large;">Over the years I've learned a few things the hard way about speaking the truth. These are some rules (a term I use loosely) that would serve me well during those times I really feel something burning inside that wants to be said. I do not always follow the rules...but if I did I would save myself and others a tremendous amount of trouble and pain. I am using the second person tense for simplicity. By you I mean we/us/me.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">1. Just because it's true doesn't mean it's your job to say it. Discernment from the Holy Spirit, and consideration for what your relationship is to the other person, is necessary. You are not the truth police. There are times a thing doesn't need to be said, but rather prayed over, because God is really good at bringing His kids to the place of understanding.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2. Just because it's true doesn't mean it needs to be said at all. Are you nagging? Is it your place? Is it helpful? Is it necessary? Is it really a big deal? Does it even matter?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3. When speaking the truth, it is helpful to focus on the main truth you want to share. Do not unload all the truth you know, or think you know, about a topic, or a person and his issues. Pick one or two. Too much is, well...too much.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">4. Check your motive. Are you concerned for the other person or are you just frustrated? I think we can speak truths about things that frustrate us, but not while we are frustrated. T.I.M.I.N.G.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">5. Speaking truth in a way that is destructive to another person, and blaming it on the Holy Spirit, isn't nice.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">6. Be prepared to receive truth as well as dispense it. Otherwise, you lack integrity and may have no place sharing it in the first place. If you can't take it, don't dish it out.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">7. Finally, be prepared to eat your words in the future, in the rare case that what you thought was true was, in fact, false. Because let's face it. Sometimes we get it wrong.</span><br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"When words are many, sin is not absent, but he who holds his tongue is wise." Proverbs 10:19. </span></i></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;">I need that verse plastered all over my house.</span>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-67748027371245637762014-02-21T13:24:00.000-06:002014-02-21T13:24:44.404-06:00You Can't Park There!!<span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 17px;">I was at Trader Joe's earlier and right after I pulled into my parking space, I heard a shrill sounding voice, screaming. I looked up to see a woman yelling at me, "You can't park there! It's a handicapped spot! You can't park there!" </span><br />
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I was totally caught off guard and rolled down my window to say, "Excuse me?" She repeated. So, I apologized and said I thought it was a 15 minute parking space. Said I would never intentionally take a handicapped spot. She didn't look like she believed me.</div>
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When I pulled out, it was confirmed: I was NOT in a handicapped spot, but rather a 15 minute space...the same one I almost always park in. I moved to a new space and another equally non-handicapped person took mine. It was so tempting to defend myself once I got inside the store. My boys were insistent that I "tell that lady." But I didn't.</div>
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I saw that she did have difficulty walking and thought about how it probably is really frustrating when she can't get a spot close to the door, because someone parked in the handicapped spaces out of convenience, not need. It probably happens a lot. I get it.</div>
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However, the lesson here is that our own issues and frustrations can skew reality. They cause us to react to things that aren't even real...we see through our own set of lenses, not realizing they are a little smudged. We see disrespect and violation where it isn't. Or we interpret things from our own perspective, not realizing there are other equally legitimate viewpoints. </div>
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And on the flip side, perhaps we can give mercy to the over-reactors, realizing they have issues of their own...whether they know it or not. Most people mean well. Honestly, we are probably all the over-reactors at one time or another. We just need a clean pair of glasses with a side of understanding.</div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-19534967330840945042014-02-18T21:26:00.000-06:002014-02-19T20:22:29.145-06:00You Learn <br />
This afternoon I was in the car and decided to listen to my iPod for the first time in ages. I was going to put it on shuffle and just see what popped up, but I saw that there was something by Alanis Morissette on there. I wondered what on earth it was and it turned out to be "You Learn." I listened to it and immediately was taken back to another time in my life.<br />
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You need to understand my thing with music. I'm not musical, exactly, but I love music and my entire life has a soundtrack. Every season has music associated with it, and when I hear the songs I remember exactly what was happening in my life, and what I was feeling, when it was popular.<br />
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Now don't hate because I am having a moment with Alanis...yes she was super angsty and angry, but whatever. The lyrics that jumped out at me were these:<br />
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"You live you learn</div>
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You love you learn</div>
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You cry you learn</div>
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You lose you learn</div>
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You bleed you learn</div>
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You scream you learn</div>
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You grieve you learn</div>
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You choke you learn</div>
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You laugh you learn</div>
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You choose you learn</div>
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You pray you learn</div>
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You ask you learn</div>
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You live you learn"</div>
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This song spoke to me at a time when I found myself in a life-altering circumstance. I had made some choices that were going to forever change my life. There was anxiety and uncertainty; I had confided in a friend who betrayed my confidence; I felt judging eyes on me constantly; I was the subject of much gossip; I felt lonely and abandoned most of the time.<br />
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In the midst of all of that I was driving down Eastdale Road South, in Montgomery, and this song was on the radio. Listening to the words, I felt like God came to me and assured me that everything was going to be okay, even though I had wandered pretty far away fom Him. Yes, through an Alanis Morissette song, of all things,, I received the peace and confidence I needed to keep walking forward.<br />
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"You live, you learn...you choose, you learn." So I didn't do things as I should have...let's move forward. Learn from it. Grow from it. "You're going to be okay." I really believed it.<br />
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Listening to it again today I realized how much it's true that just about everything of value that I have on the inside has come through difficulty. He has met me every time. Every single time. He has not failed me. He has corrected my course, when needed; He has healed my heart; He has provided; He has comforted.<br />
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I found myself totally in awe of how He does that. And totally thankful. I don't like difficulties and hard days, but when He takes something hard and makes it beautiful, I don't see it the same way anymore. I'm learning who He is and who I am, through every difficulty that comes along.<br />
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I've lived, I've chosen, I've grieved, I've laughed, I've cried, I've lost...and I've learned. I've learned that if I am following Him, then He takes messes and brings beauty. He takes mourning and turns it into dancing. He takes sadness and turns it into joy.<br />
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That's who He is. It's what He does.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-45240529893951363152014-01-30T09:00:00.000-06:002014-01-30T09:00:15.795-06:00Grace Propels <br />
I don't think the concept of grace is one-dimensional, as it's often presented. It's not simply a state of eternal forgiveness and rightness with God that makes me feel good about myself. It's also has an element of internal empowerment.<br />
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Where the Law is a set of externally imposed rules, which our human nature and flesh cannot possibly fulfill, Grace is an internal drive and empowerment to love, which then fulfills the greatest Laws: Love God and love one another.<br />
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It's a result of the Spirit of God taking up residence in us and making us new. I think that's the heart of Romans 6:14:<br />
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<i>"For sin shall no longer be your master, because you are not under the law (trying hard to follow the rules), but under (the empowerment of) grace." </i><br />
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We no longer have to be ruled over by sin, because we now have this power within us (the Holy Spirit), which is a gift of grace. We can continue to try hard and do our best, on our own, but we will be paralyzed. We are not to focus on the do/don't list, but rather on Him. Then the other stuff will begin to work itself out.<br />
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So, while grace includes rightness with God, if we stop there, we may accidentally give ourselves permission to behave however we like...which is what Paul spoke against. "Should we sin more because of grace? May it never be!" Use grace to propel you to righteousness, not just to stamp you as righteous. Is this making sense? It's hard to put into words. I guess maybe I could say it this way:<br />
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Grace is what labels you as righteous and Grace is also what causes you to actually live out righteousness.<br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-71690572836747594732014-01-22T07:42:00.001-06:002014-01-22T08:19:24.993-06:00What Will You Believe? <span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-size: large;">I've heard it said, and I believe it, that perception is everything. Perception may not be what's true, but I think it's what matters most when that proverbial stuff hits the fan in our lives. Attached to those situations is an invitation to answer the question:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What will you believe?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The ultimate questions we have to answer center around what we believe after something happens to us. Two people can experience the same event, and while one is traumatized for years the other may recover fairly quickly. Perception/belief can be the difference.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">As I see it the three big questions we have to wrestle with are:</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">2. What do I believe about myself because of what happened? What we say about ourselves is probably more important than what others say.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">3. What do I believe about God? This one is the most important, obviously.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We will all work through things differently based on how we answer these questions. For example, after a divorce; after the loss of a loved one; after a rejection; after a failure; after an abuse: what do you believe about God and what do you believe about yourself? </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Where was He? What does He think? Is He angry with you? Is He willing to show mercy? Is He good?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Are you unlovable? Are you a failure? Are you not good enough? Was it your fault?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The other important factor is who we surround ourselves with. Without question, other trustworthy people are essential to getting through the hard things. Isolation will leave us stranded in the mire and so will negative people.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If we can find one or two people that can listen to our story, who love us, who are wise, we need to take advantage of that. Anything kept in the dark will fester and grow and rob us of joy and life. We need other people to speak truth to us: about who God is and about who we are.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Speaking from experience, there is great power and freedom in talking about the things we'd rather cover, hide or avoid. It's rarely as bad as you think it will be.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We will live "below our privilege," so to speak, if we believe the wrong things about God and ourselves. We can't live above what we believe in our minds.</span><br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-37998111687289640182014-01-16T13:03:00.000-06:002014-01-16T13:03:53.412-06:00It's Not a Crutch<span style="font-size: large;">There are some days that, for whatever reason, I am reminded of my failures. My mommy failures, my wife failures and, very often, my friendship failures. There have just been times that I didn't show up and I wish I could go back and do it better. I'm sure the same thing happens to you. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">This can either be an opportunity to feel defeated or it can be an opportunity to be thankful that God is making me something better today than I was yesterday. Today, I'm choosing the latter. </span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">There are those who would call Christianity a crutch. And to that I'd say, no. That would imply that I even had a leg of my own to stand on. I say it's more like a wheelchair or even a stretcher, carrying me into the hospital. And I am so okay with that.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">After all, that's what attracted Jesus to me in the first place. That's what makes Him pull up a chair at my table.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The things you like least about yourself do not cause Him to turn away, even if everyone else does. He is your safe place. </span><br />
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<span style="color: blue; font-size: large;"><i><span class="text Matt-9-11" id="en-NIV-23391" style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When the Pharisees saw this, they asked his disciples, “Why does your teacher eat with tax collectors and sinners?”<b> </b></span><span class="text Matt-9-12" id="en-NIV-23392">On hearing this, Jesus said, <span class="woj">“It is not the healthy who need a doctor, but the sick.</span></span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"> </span><span class="text Matt-9-13" id="en-NIV-23393">But go and learn what this means: ‘I desire mercy, not sacrifice.’For I have not come to call the righteous, but sinners.”</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-59744388395661232912014-01-13T10:23:00.001-06:002014-01-13T13:31:34.425-06:00A Mid-life Crisis Thingy<br />
<span style="font-size: large;">A couple of months ago I had this revelation. And I can't stop thinking about it. On March 6 of this year, I will turn 39. Which means I'm almost 40.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">How did this happen? I know I have some readers that are over 40, so I'm not saying 40 is old or anything. But it is........a milestone. Let's just say it that way. A milestone.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">It's a milestone that is causing me some stress, not so much because of the number but because</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Am I too silly to be 40?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Do I have anything of value to offer the world?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">When I "graduated" from elementary school I was predicted to become a comedian when I grew up. That was cute at the time, but as I've grown up I have both enjoyed and really struggled with that part of me. Who takes a comedian seriously? We all like to laugh but when you need advice, who are you going to call? Your free-spirited, impulsive, messy, funny friend or your deep, thoughtful, well-spoken one?</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I guess this is a small scale version of what people call a mid-life crisis, except I'm not wanting to go out and buy a convertible (though if anyone wants to give me one, I'll take red). I think I'm feeling like I need a personality overhaul.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">The problem with that is, I am pretty sure God did this to me on purpose. Or maybe better said, He made me like this on purpose. Not that I don't need to grow and change some things, but the core of who I am isn't one of them. So the greater challenge of the questions surrounding being almost 40 might be learning to like myself.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But for heaven's sake (literally) isn't it about time?</span>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-54805685094049682262014-01-11T11:53:00.000-06:002014-01-11T12:03:03.832-06:00To Be or Not to Be...Still<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span>
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<span style="font-size: large;">We Christians know this verse really well, don't we? It's a great one. I love the encouragement that the entirety of Psalm 46 offers.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">What I don't like, though, is when this particular verse is used as kind of a Bible study tip. You know, if you want to know God, you've got to be still. Stop moving. Sit down. Silence everything. Find a quiet chair. In a dimly lit room. At a little desk with a study lamp. Oh, and make sure it's really early in the morning. Before the first bird has chirped. There are mixed opinions on whether or not you can have your coffee during this time or if you should wait until later.</span><br />
<span style="font-size: large;"><br /></span><span style="font-size: large;">Don't get me wrong, because it sounds amazing, but that feels like a lot of pressure because, oh my gosh - when does that moment ever come for a mom with four kids?!?!</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">If you look at the context of Psalm 46 and look into the word, "still," and how it's used in other places in scripture, you'll see it's less about not moving and more about letting go. Sometimes it's a physical letting go, but obviously here it's a letting go of worry and anxiety, and trusting God. Though the earth shake, He will not be moved.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We Christians are great at taking things out of context and too literally. Be still. Stop moving. And then you'll know He is God.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">David also rejoiced, in Psalm 23, that his cup was running over. When is the last time the waitress overfilled your tea glass and you were glad? How happy are you when one of the kids overfills his cup? You're probably having to bridle your words, not rejoicing. But if we want to be literal, then we should be happy, as it must be a sign that God is near. That's a stretch, obviously...I'm just making the point.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">My point is that I believe we need to give ourselves a little freedom, as far as what seeking God or praying or quiet time or whatever you want to call it, looks like. Sometimes I feel I have the most clarity and connection when I'm mopping the floor. I often feel nearest to Him when I'm doing something creative. When I'm writing. When I make something with my own two hands. And I think it's because I'm doing something really close to what He created me to do. Sometimes moving is what stills my mind most. Kind of like a kid with ADHD.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">We need to avoid judging each other for the ways we seek God (preaching to myself, here). Maybe we need to quit judging ourselves.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">Some people thrive in a quiet room. They really need and love literally sitting still before the Lord. Some need noise. Some dance (I don't and you're welcome). Brother Lawrence, a monk, experienced God's presence while washing dishes. Eric Liddell, the runner whose story is told in "Chariots of Fire," said, "I believe God made me for a purpose, but he also made me fast. And when I run I feel His pleasure." He never felt closer to God than while running. I don't understand that at all. I have never felt closer to death than while running.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">But, give me a project, some wood, sandpaper, paint, a saw...and I am happy and content and I'm telling you, I sense His pleasure and hear His voice. I even think sometimes He gives me advice on whatever I'm working on. Seriously.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I'm not saying we shouldn't ever set aside time to read scripture and pray or fast or attempt those early morning times with Him. I do all that. Heaven knows the days are better when I begin that way. But I've had so many conversations through the years with friends who feel condemnation because they aren't "doing it right." Some phases in life make it challenging and when someone comes along with yet another man-made rule to follow, it isn't freeing, its heavy.</span><br />
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<span style="font-size: large;">I think I'm saying just be who you are. Enjoy the way He made you and be aware of His presence when you do what you do. Part of what makes you holy, set apart, are all the little things He put inside of you. Incorporate Him into everything you do...into all of your moving. Not just those fleeting moments of stillness. I believe He delights in us using our gifts and talents, especially when we recognize His nearness in it. Recognize His craftsmanship inside of you.</span><br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-14573043920778917752014-01-09T17:14:00.000-06:002014-01-09T19:51:43.761-06:00A Cup of Joy <br />
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Joy tea, that is. It's a seasonal Tazo tea blend. On my morning trip to Target today, I decided to stop by Starbucks for a hot tea. Earl Gray is my usual choice, but the barista said she had eight teas to choose from today so I wanted to explore my options.<br />
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Not feeling especially joyful lately, my ears perked up when she said she had one called, "Joy." <br />
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In a symbolic gesture to embrace joy in my life I said, "I'll try the Joy." I thought, hey, maybe this is God's way of getting my attention, waving at me, so to speak, so I'll just go with it.<br />
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I got my tea, added a little honey and cream and set about shopping. After a couple of minutes I finally tasted it. And, for something with a name like Joy, it was not very...good. I did not like my Joy tea. (How many times can I say "joy" in this post??) It did not, in reality, make me feel good or happy.<br />
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So, I thought, nope, God was definitely not trying to get my attention with this because it's yucky. <br />
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But then this came to mind:<br />
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<span class="text Jas-1-4">Consider it joy. Not feel (or taste) it joy. Consider. That word indicates a choice. It actually carries the idea of being in authority - leading. Take charge, choose, lead yourself into joy whenever you face many kinds of temptations and trials.</span><br />
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<span class="text Jas-1-4">When circumstances tempt you and me to sin, or when trouble comes, we are to count it as joy because we know that the testing of our faith will strengthen us, making us complete and mature, lacking nothing. The joy is in what is set before us off in the distance, not in what's set in front of us right this minute. </span><br />
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Joy is a choice. It's a realization that I'm going somewhere. That life is an investment in eternity. That God will test my faith and allow me to grow and mature and become more like Him. It's dependent upon eyes that are fixed on the finish line, looking, though dimly and figuratively, into the eyes of Jesus. <br />
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Sometimes joy comes amid situations that are yucky - like my tea, only way worse. I have felt joy at the strangest times, in the saddest times, so I believe what James said is true.<br />
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Therefore...despite the fact that my tea was not yummy, I raised my cup and, by faith, said (to myself, of course - though I am known for talking to myself, but that's another post) essentially, "I hear you, God. I choose joy."<br />
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Bottoms up.Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-59201691158348598742013-12-16T09:14:00.000-06:002013-12-16T09:17:36.367-06:00A Short Thought on Hope<br />
I always love to have something to look forward to.<br />
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For instance, I can get through a rough day with the kids or a busy time if I know we have a vacation coming up soon or something fun to do. I look ahead to that and it strengthens me today. I really think that's the key to life, in general, for us who are believers in Christ. We will experience difficulties of many kinds, but if we remember there's a day coming, when trouble will be no more, then it can strengthen us now.<br />
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Jesus said to His disciples, "I want you to be with Me where I am going." That's a very tender thing to say. "I'm leaving you now, but I really want you to come be with me where I'm going." It's almost as if He is saying, "I'm really going to miss you, friends, and I cannot wait to see you again!"<br />
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Over the last couple of years, that's become a precious thing to me. It really hit me as I was able to relate what Jesus said to a situation where a friend, who knew she would go to heaven soon, had to say goodbye to her family. I cannot fathom that, but I know there would be an intensity in saying, "I want you to be with me. Make sure you get there!" When I was able to make that connect it nearly did me in. How precious.<br />
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And that's the imperfect love of a human. Imagine the love of God.<br />
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Anyway, the point is that if we can look past our troubles and difficulties to see where we are going, and to see that someone is waiting for us expectantly, I think it might help us regain perspective and most of all, hope.<br />
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Nothing here in this life can overtake us and nothing will keep us from finally arriving Home.<br />
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<br />Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-59903427805702594592013-12-11T12:44:00.000-06:002013-12-11T12:44:01.864-06:00The Riches of His No (revisited)This is actually is re-run from almost three years ago. I was reminded of it this morning and it spoke to me in a deeper way today than it did even when I wrote it. Sometimes He seems to give me what I need before I need it. I love that.<br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-26189549641273765112013-11-29T10:26:00.000-06:002013-11-29T10:26:57.708-06:00Cleaning Under the Rug<br />
This is a follow up to my last post. I'm sure some of you disagreed with what I said. I'm okay with that. I'm processing through this and kind of thinking out loud here. So, feel free to comment.<br />
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I hope it's readily apparent that I am talking about the deeper hurts of life, not disagreements about paint color or someone cutting you off in traffic. Those things we should be able to let go quickly.<br />
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I'm talking about situations of abuse, neglect, abandonment, betrayal, adultery, etc. Most of us who are parents would never think of telling our children, "Hey, just get over it," when they come to us with a deep hurt, but I think sometimes we take the words of Jesus and use them that way. After all, He did say, "Forgive or you won't be forgiven." As parents we hug, hold them, let them cry, let them talk it out. Then, if we are wise, we will introduce Truth into the situation. I believe God, the Father, is much the same.<br />
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When people haven't felt free to express their hurt, and it is swept under the proverbial rug, it festers. It can become self-centeredness, bitterness, depression and/or chronic anger. If we want to be healthy people, if we want to live in the fullness of life Jesus offers us, we must deal with the stuff under the rug.<br />
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Right now I'm thinking of some more extreme examples. I've known several women through the years that became pregnant as teenagers. Parents quickly made the decision to take them to a clinic, with or without the agreement of the child, and "have it taken care of" quietly. Then it was never spoken of again. That's a heavy load to carry and to never be able to process it was very damaging. The same thing happens in situations of abuse. Because of deep shame it often goes unaddressed. That should not be. Obviously, not every situation is that extreme, but betrayal hurts on any level.<br />
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In thinking through this, I believe that admitting we feel betrayed, abandoned, cheated, neglected, ignored, unimportant, or the myriad of other possible emotions, opens the door for an exchange to happen. When we just say the things we have been stuffing (again, not to the offender - don't pick up the phone and unload on them) I think we make a way for God to take them from us, and replace them with the Truth - the Truth about us, the Truth about Him and even a new perspective of the one who hurt us.<br />
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I would categorize some of this under the admonition in the book of James to confess our sins one to another, that we may be healed. Bitterness and anger are our sinful responses to pain. We hurt ourselves and innocent people when we live with that in our hearts. In admitting to one another we feel these negative emotions we make a way to be healed. As I've said probably 500 times, there is power in confession.<br />
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The ultimate goal is not just to vent, but to receive Truth into our hearts and learn to trust God to take bad situations and turn them for our good. It's for us to be able to say, with Joseph, "What you meant for evil, God meant for good." He has the final word in our lives. Make the exchange.<br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-83077700920332783502013-11-27T07:08:00.002-06:002013-11-28T07:27:55.928-06:00When Your Rug Is LumpyI just listened to Sunday's teaching from Bethel. Danny Silk was teaching and toward the end he turned the platform over to another man whose name I don't know...so I can't give him credit. This is partly a summary of what he said and partly my thoughts about what he said. I thought he made some really good points, worth sharing. To the very black and white thinker, this may sound unbiblical, because we deal only in either/or. You either forgive or you don't. But think about it. {I actually said a lot more than this originally, but for some reason when I hit publish this is the only part that was saved. So, maybe this is all that needed saying.}<br />
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Have you ever forgiven someone for an offense and then days, months or years later, the feelings of hurt or anger return? We think, "I know I forgave that person, so why do the feelings keep coming up?"<br />
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Forgiveness that doesn't seem to last (and I say seem to, because forgiveness is an act of the will first, not a feeling. The presence of emotion doesn't equal unforgiveness) is often because you haven't fully processed your hurt and secured your identity in God...you don't believe that He can give back what was stolen from you. The following addresses the first part of that statement.<br />
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As Christians we often feel like we need to act super holy and, therefore, can't say what we really feel. But those feelings and thoughts are real and they're really in you. And God knows all of that is in there, anyway. If we aren't free to express and work through our feelings of pain, and even anger, then they will fester and turn to bitterness. Eventually hurt turns to anger because anger is less vulnerable. It feels more powerful. If it goes on long enough I think many of us become adept at bypassing hurt feelings altogether, and go straight to the anger response.<br />
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But, think about the things David said throughout the Psalms - the ills he wished on his enemies. We know him to be a man of honor, in that he didn't kill King Saul when he had the chance, though Saul was intent on killing David. Perhaps it was because David had already vented his anger, fear and hurt to God, that he was then able to walk in righteousness toward his enemy.<br />
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I think it was Kris Vallotton that gave the example that if someone runs over your foot with a car and you forgive them, the pain in your foot doesn't go away. It's the same way with pain in our soul.<br />
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I think if we could give each other grace to say things that may not sound very "Christian," just long enough to get it out of our systems, then we could possibly find wholeness and restoration could come much quicker. Even if the broken relationship itself is never restored, we are free in our souls. These things don't need to be said to the offender, but to God, for sure, and possibly to a trusted friend or professional counselor.<br />
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<br />Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-21183003053834216862013-11-17T07:21:00.001-06:002013-11-17T07:21:04.661-06:00I Will Help You<br />
A couple of weeks ago, the kids and I were at home one evening and I had a lot to get done. It had been a busy few days - I needed to be out of the house a lot and so it looked like a bomb had gone off. In addition there was homework to be done, spelling words to practice, reading, dinner, etc. Christopher was going through a wake-up-at-5am phase so he was nearly fried by the end of the day. He was whining and all he wanted was for me to come sit by him.<br />
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I told the kids I had a lot to get done and couldn't sit down just yet. There were attitudes, the whining elevated, my nerves were shot and I was really overwhelmed. Dave was working late and Caeley was gone, so I had no backup. I repeated that I could not sit down because I had TOO MUCH TO DO!!<br />
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Then I heard the sweetest words anyone has spoken to me in a long time:<br />
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"I will help you."<br />
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It was my 5 year old. My child saw my plight and, not looking for anything in return, he offered help, in the sweetest voice I've ever heard. I put him to work picking up stray items of clothing and he gladly took them upstairs to the laundry room, separating them by color.<br />
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I've thought about it for two weeks because it touched me so deeply. I didn't realize how deep my need was to hear those words.<br />
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Sometimes when we are struggling and overwhelmed all we need and want is a simple offer of help. No analysis, no helpful pointers, no book recommendations, no correction, no keeping score of how many times this has happened...just an offer to get in the mess and help clean it up.<br />
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"I see you're struggling. I will help you," goes a long way.<br />
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He says don't be burdened by the rules and expectations laid upon your shoulders. Stay close to me, ask me, and I will teach you how to live this life in a way that actually feels restful to your soul. There is rest available in all of the chaos of everyday life.<br />
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-37157674038087580472013-11-13T08:54:00.002-06:002013-11-13T09:02:38.902-06:00You Did It For Me<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">There's a verse in the Psalms that says God is enthroned on, or inhabits, the praises of Israel. If you've ever experienced a tangible sense of God's presence and nearness in worship through singing and music, you know this to be true.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">Having said that I think it would be wrong to assume that's the only way to know the presence of God, to see Christ. It seems that one verse has been used to exalt music as <i style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.0078125);">the</i> way to be in the presence of God, in many parts of the church. However, there are other ways (I'm only focusing on one today). What we have come to call worship, both corporately and in solitude, is a relatively easy and comfortable way, but over the last couple of years I have come to believe that there's another highly underestimated way to encounter Him and He pretty much spelled it out:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm usually not one to over-spiritualize things, and we could say this is just His way to make the point that we get credit for meeting needs as if we did it for Him...that He takes it personally when we do or don't. But I really believe there's more to it. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">I'm just saying maybe we should guard against hiding ourselves away from "the World" and staying in our buildings trying to find God. If you are a follower of Christ, then you <i style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.0078125);">are</i> His dwelling place. He doesn't make His home in a building made of stone any longer. He is with you wherever you go. I'm not saying we shouldn't meet together as the Church to worship and encourage one another, but we shouldn't limit our experience to that alone. While the sense of His presence does become more tangible to us, God doesn't only inhabit worship through song and prayer.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Verdana, sans-serif;">What if, in some mysterious way, when we take the time to look into the eyes of these people, to serve them, to care about them, we are looking into the eyes of Christ? What if this is a really underestimated, but powerful, form of worship?</span></div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-33685945578920560742013-11-08T06:50:00.004-06:002013-11-08T06:50:28.741-06:00P31 in a Nutshell<span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 17px;">A short observation of the "Proverbs 31 Woman":</span><br />
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1. Solomon had A LOT of wives, so I wonder if Proverbs 31 is simply a collage of qualities he has seen in all these women. And maybe even his mother.</div>
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2. She is wealthy and she seems to have a lot of freedom. She is buying land and isn't getting approval from anyone...she's not chatting about it with her husband. That would not fly in most households. </div>
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3. She has servants. You can probably get a whole lot done when you've got live-in servants to do all manner of household duties, like cooking and babysitting. This is a big deal to note.</div>
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There are many other qualities listed that are admirable. She is a seamstress, she works hard, she sells her products to merchants, she helps the poor, she obviously loves her family and is a positive reflection on her husband. The reason I pulled out those three qualities (her money, her freedom and the way she dresses her family in only the best) is that it proves the point that not every woman can be her. Nor should any of us feel that way.</div>
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Proverbs 31 isn't prescriptive. It's not a rule book telling us we have to get up before daylight and go to bed late, sew all our own clothes and bedding, run a home business and be a knowledgeable teacher, in order to be a woman of value. It's a man honoring women and their hard work, to provide and care for their families. We will all do that in different ways and according to our means, abilities, strengths and personalities.</div>
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<i>Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised. Honor her for all that her hands have done, and let her works bring her praise at the city gate. (Proverbs 31:30, 31 NIV)</i></div>
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If I can get that one down and, yet, never figure out what on earth to do with that pile of paper that's always on the corner of the kitchen counter, then I will be successful. If I am so busy caring for my family that I forget to go over spelling words two nights in a row before the test, but I fear the Lord, we will be okay. </div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-76899484087383995022013-10-26T15:44:00.001-05:002016-10-27T09:38:25.237-05:00Precious In the Sight of The Lord<div style="text-align: center;">
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">It was on this day, one year ago, that I got in the car to drive to Birmingham with Lori and her family. I had driven to Birmingham with Lori many times before to visit Summer while she was receiving treatments and then while she was in the hospital the last couple of months. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This trip had a very different feel. No laughing or stopping for Doritos Locos tacos or Fruit and Maple oatmeal. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">This time we knew we were going to say goodbye. It was time for our sister, our friend, to go Home to her Daddy. I personally had never been in a situation like that and haven't really lost anyone I was very close to and lived life with. I had no idea what to expect, what to say or how I would react.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">(I'm writing this in a public coffee shop. I find I'm having to stop after every sentence to look around and distract myself so I don't burst into tears)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When we got there, Summer was not awake, so I didn't get to speak to her directly. Though I wish I could have said goodbye, I trust that I said everything I needed to say in the months and weeks prior. Honestly that moment wasn't about me at all. She didn't have a need to hear from me. It was I who felt the need to make sure she knew certain things and that I loved her. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Anyway, the next day and a half is a time I will treasure for the rest of my life. I can't fully grasp the mind of the Lord, but I feel like I tasted what it means for the death of His faithful servants to be precious.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Now, hold on...I'm not saying the fact that she left this world too soon was precious. No. That? Well...it sucks. Big time. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">What I mean is that I count that time spent as the highest privilege (outside of raising my own children) I've ever had. To have been able to sit and hold her hand, to sing (I'm sorry, Summer - I'm not a good singer), to pray, to be silent and just be present is so precious to me. I had made a promise to stay with her to the end of her journey. Whether the journey ended in physical healing or in her homegoing. It was mostly a statement of friendship and loyalty, but I was literally able to be there to the end. </span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Y'all, I don't know how to explain the mixture of sadness and joy. It's a paradox. It's indescribable but I felt it. Those hours are so special to me that I almost don't want to let you into them. It's not like I was the only person there...there were many people present. But it's a sacred thing that Jeremy and her family let me into. I am deeply grateful to them for it. I want to protect it somehow. Is that weird? Probably.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">When she finally left this world there was a flood of emotion and surprisingly much of it was joy. The grief came, believe me, and it hit like a brick wall. But right then it was a precious thing to know her incredible suffering had ended and she had safely arrived home, into the presence of a loving God.</span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><i>And I was there</i>. It's probably the closest I have ever felt to the Lord. You see, this isn't the kind of precious we use to talk about a little girl in a cute outfit. It's the kind that stands at attention, that holds its breath, that's fixated on someone so valued and so special and handles her with great care. It's not the death that's precious. It's the saint.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">The last year has been a roller coaster of emotion and memory, but I hold to the thought of her with Him, interceding for us, even now, just like she did in life. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">And she is whole. And that is, indeed, precious.</span></div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-37079396587915872702013-10-18T11:23:00.000-05:002013-10-18T16:55:33.440-05:00OvercomeThis morning before I drove Caeley to school, I got out my iPad to select a playlist for the drive and decided to choose one called, "Summer." It's a list of songs I used to listen to as I prayed for Summer Kempfer...songs that encouraged my heart and reminded me of God's faithfulness. It's not a list I have selected very often over the last year.<br />
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As I listened and thought back about last year I was overcome with the truth that despite what happened, Summer was a warrior. I remembered a day near the end that Lori, Rhiannon and I sat beside her bed praying and reading scripture to her. That particular day my heart was on fire with the truth that even though her body was weak and failing, that she was, in truth, strong - stronger than she had ever been - on the inside. I wanted so badly to communicate that to her and to let her know how proud of her I was.<br />
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I couldn't remember what passage of scripture I read to her, but then I remembered that Lori made a Caring Bridge entry that night. Something told me that when I looked back I would see that it was this same day last year. And indeed it was. On October 18, 2012, Lori shared that we had just visited with Summer and she named the passage of scripture I had read (thanks, Lori :).<br />
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I'm really awkward with words and I didn't know if she could really comprehend what I was saying, but I read Psalm 18:30-36:<br />
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My feet have not slipped.<em> </em>I love that.<em> </em><br />
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On the same day, one year later, my heart again was burning with the same message. It's really the message that has been written on my heart from walking through that entire experience. Though I walked it at a distance, as compared to Summer, and to the ones who were there day in and day out, I walked it in my own way, nonetheless. And the word that continues to echo in my heart is <b>OVERCOME</b>.<br />
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We hear the words, "spiritual warfare," a lot in church circles, or some of us do, anyway, and I'm not sure a lot of people even understand what that means. Understand something. Spiritual warfare is not simply trying to pray evil away and change our negative circumstances.<br />
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It is mostly about standing our ground. It's about standing firm in the day of evil, as Paul says in Ephesians 6. It's about shoring ourselves up for the evil, for the bad, sad, uncomfortable, circumstances that will inevitably come. It's about maintaining our testimony that God is real and He is good, no matter what. It's about never turning back. When you're going upstream and the current seeks to sweep you away, it's about having a stronghold that keeps your feet in place and holds you upright. It's about keeping our minds on things above and on things that are true, when arguments and thoughts that exalt themselves against the knowledge of God come. It's about knowing who we are in Christ, who God says we are in the face of persecution, accusations or misunderstandings.<br />
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This is a beautiful picture of Summer, from October 17, 2012, where we see her lifting her weak arms to worship her God. The song playing was "Place of Freedom":<br />
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<i>It's a place where I find freedom</i></div>
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<i>I've come to worship, </i><i>I've come to worship</i></div>
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This is the heart of the Summer I knew. I have absolutely been marked by this and I continue to be reminded when I find myself in difficult situations, that I am an overcomer, too.<br />
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And what I really wanted to share with you today, what's set me on fire this morning, is that in Christ, YOU are an overcomer. If you want to be. It's in you. Do you know that?<br />
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To the one going through cancer treatments, stand firm! Overcome! You can do it!<br />
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To the one facing major surgery, stand firm! Overcome! You can do it!<br />
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To the one in financial distress and uncertainty, stand firm! Overcome! You can do it!<br />
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To the one with a troubled marriage, stand firm! Overcome! You can do it!<br />
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To the lonely ones, stand firm! Overcome! You can do it!<br />
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We have a "great cloud of witnesses" who have gone before us, showing us what it looks like. We can do this y'all.<br />
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<i>Who will separate us from the love of Christ? Will tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or peril, or sword? Just as it is written, "For Your sake we are being put to death all day long; We were considered as sheep to be slaughtered." But in all these things we overwhelmingly conquer through Him who loved us. For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord. (Romans 8:35-39 NASB)</i></div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-82741865636144859172013-09-30T12:11:00.000-05:002013-10-07T12:19:01.458-05:00Thoughts on Weakness <span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px;"><span style="font-family: inherit;">Is weakness bad? </span></span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">If we accept that God created us with particular strengths, then we must also accept that He created us with some particular weaknesses, if only by virtue of the fact that he didn't strengthen those areas. Note, I'm not talking sin, here, but weaknesses.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Paul said he actually boasted in His weakness.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In 2 Corinthians 12:9 he said, "He [God] has said to me, 'My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.' Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Another way to say this might be that our weakness is like an empty glass and His power is what "adds what is yet wanting in order to render a thing full" (quote from the lexicon for the Greek word for "perfected," on blueletterbible.org).</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Our weakness allows Gods power to be manifest and shows that He is active, by working through us despite our weakness. To ever imply that weakness is sin or demonstrates lack of faith would be ridiculous. In fact it's what opens the doorway to use our faith. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I don't think it means that our weaknesses will necessarily become strengths, either. We will never all be good at everything in this life. Never. There are people who seem like they can do it all, but what that means is their weaknesses are more "under the surface." They have them, no doubt, because we all do. We can't see what goes on behind the scenes or on the inside of a person. So, let's not compare ourselves to one another. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It's all okay, though, because God will work in us and through us to make things happen, even if we never overcome our weaknesses in a visible way. He isn't limited by us except when we refuse to follow Him. </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"> I'm not afraid to admit I'm the weakest of the weak in many areas. And I, too, will choose to boast in my weaknesses if that's what makes room for Him in me.</span></div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-53487562120609133552013-09-28T12:13:00.001-05:002017-05-28T07:56:50.065-05:00The Artist<span style="font-family: inherit; font-size: 18px; line-height: 24px; text-align: left;">I am a piece of rock</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Marble to be exact</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Out of the dirt</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Artist stands back and waits</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">When the time is right</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He blows across the surface</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And sets to work</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He sees inside of me</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Artist chips me away</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Carefully chisels </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">(I do not like the chisel)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Artist steps back and waits</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Again He approaches</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Blows across the surface</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Wipes away the dust</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And sets to work</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">More chiseling</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">(I still do not like the chisel)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">But I begin to see a glimpse</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Of something taking shape,</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">Of what He's trying to bring forth</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Artist steps back and looks</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And smiles</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And waits</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">On and on it goes -</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The chiseling, the blowing,</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The wiping away of dirt and dust</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He removes the bits of me</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That do not belong</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I thought some of those bits were rather nice.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">What was wrong with that one over there? </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I feel exposed</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And, the waiting</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Why the long waiting?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Will it ever end?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">What <i>is</i> He trying to bring forth?</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">But, the smiling -</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">That I like. It reassures.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He must see a glimpse now</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Of what it is He intends to bring forth</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Finally He steps back and looks </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Only a few minor adjustments remain </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The Artist now has a twinkle in His eye</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He steps back and waits</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">When the time is right </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Carefully and lovingly</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He sands away the final remains </span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Of what does not belong</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">The artist steps back</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And smiles</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">(I think I see a tear)</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">He calls for His friends</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">To come and see what has been wrought</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">From this piece of rock</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">Once rough and covered with dirt</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">It now stands in completion</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">In perfection</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">It's what He always intended to bring forth</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;">It's what He saw inside all along:</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">I'm pure white marble, made in the image of His Son.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am perfect.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am clean.</span><br />
<span style="font-family: inherit;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: inherit;">I am amazed.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;">And it was worth the pain.</span></div>
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This is not my normal flow, y'all and I really can't even believe I'm putting this out there. I started writing this, mentally, yesterday morning. Interestingly, last night someone shared Isaiah 51:1, which I don't recall seeing before. I'm sure I've read it and glossed over it before, but given what I was "writing," it caught my attention. Though it's written to Israel, the entire chapter encouraged my heart, specifically.</div>
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Isaiah 51:1 says, "Listen to me, you who pursue godliness, who seek the Lord! Look at the rock from which you were chiseled, at the quarry from which you were dug!" (Isaiah 51:1 NET)</div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-46920170235479054322013-09-23T07:01:00.003-05:002015-09-23T09:52:43.078-05:00Signs and Wonders of a Different Kind<br />
There's a verse in Revelation that gets quoted a lot in certain Christian circles. It goes like this:<br />
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"They overcame him [the devil, who is called, "the accuser of the brethren" here] by the blood of the lamb and the word of their testimony..."<br />
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I've heard it quoted often and it's generally used as a victory/battle cry kind of a thing. That's great. It's even true.<br />
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What really struck me a few years ago, however, was the second half of that particular verse, that usually is omitted, which adds:<br />
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"...and they did not love their lives so much as to shrink from death."<br />
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Upon further reading I realized that the "overcomers" were dead, y'all. Wait a minute. The ones who overcame were killed. So, how did they overcome then? It really caused me to stop and think about my definition of what it means to overcome difficulties.<br />
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Many times we say someone overcame a situation when they came out victorious, according to <i>our</i> definition of victory. A person is wrongly accused of something and found innocent. Another person gets a cancer diagnosis and is either miraculously healed or cured through medicine. Nadal comes back from a serious injury to win the US Open. That is a big deal. All these people did, indeed, overcome.<br />
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But there's an overcoming of a different kind, and it's the kind Scripture is teaching us about here, and the kind it teaches us about most often, I believe. Jesus guaranteed us that we would have trouble in this world, but He said, "Fear not, for I have overcome the world."<br />
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He has already overcome the world by living a sinless life, laying that life down sacrificially and then picking it back up, making a spectacle of the accuser of the brethren. That's why Revelation says they overcame by the blood of the lamb. That was His part of the equation.<br />
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He does His part, but we still have our part to do. There are things under our control and for those we are responsible. Our part is to maintain our testimony that God is good, that we trust Him, that we love Him, that we belong to Him, to the point of death if necessary. Our part is to never give up and never turn our backs on the One who didn't turn His back on us.<br />
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I'm telling you it is a sign and a wonder when a follower of Christ stands firm under tribulation and trouble. When Chinese believers risk death to meet together because they have fallen so in love with God. When a former Muslim is tortured and burned and will not disown Jesus. That is overcoming.<br />
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Those are the more obvious examples, but I'd take it even further. I think that any time we continue to choose to persevere we overcome. Again, Jesus has done His part, but we must do ours.<br />
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Miraculous healings and divine interventions are signs and wonders. But I believe there are signs and wonders (so to speak) of a different kind, as well.<br />
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It is a sign and a wonder when a wife stays with a husband who has been unfaithful. Or when a couple keeps plowing through a difficult* marriage, because both sets of people believe God is trustworthy to meet all their needs. They are overcoming.<br />
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It is a sign and a wonder when a parent loses a child and still worships the Lord. It doesn't mean they don't ask questions and grieve, but the one that keeps saying, "nevertheless I am not ashamed, for I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that He is able to keep what I have committed to Him until that Day," is overcoming.<br />
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It is a sign and a wonder when you find yourself in confusing circumstances -when you've obeyed God and things are genuinely hard - and you keep following, obeying and trusting.<br />
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It is a sign and a wonder when a woman gets a cancer diagnosis that's not optimistic, and she never loses her faith. When she lifts her weak, feeble, hands in worship in a hospital bed, with tubes coming out from everywhere, she is holding fast to her testimony that God is good. And she makes a spectacle of the enemy of her soul who tries to bring discouragement and feelings of abandonment. She is overcoming cancer.<br />
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When we choose to press on, to never give up, to never turn our backs on God, who didn't turn His back on us, we are overcomers. Whatever that looks like. We all have things to overcome and situations along the way that challenge our faith and endurance.<br />
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But we must endure, we must never give up. The day will come that it will all seem like light and momentary suffering, as Paul said, though now it may seem like endless misery. Just know that He sees and He honors those who continue to trust Him and who accept that His ways are good.<br />
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Believer in Christ, it is in you to be an overcomer. You win.<br />
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<i>*Notice I didn't say abusive, but, rather, difficult. Just to clarify.</i>Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-12683546937618685852013-09-16T14:17:00.004-05:002013-09-16T14:18:16.068-05:00I'm Coming For You, Wherever You GoThere are two main "faces" of God, that when I think on them or sing about them, bring me instantly to tears - two parts of His character that really stir my emotion.<br />
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One is His majesty - the imagery of the throne room in heaven with the sea of glass and the colors and the lightning and thunder and the promise that one day all things will be set to right. That moves me.<br />
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The other one is God as a good Father - His parenting of His people. For example, this from chapter 4 of the book of Hosea:<br />
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“When Israel was a child, I loved him, and out of Egypt I called my son. But the more they were called, the more they went away from me. They sacrificed to the Baals and they burned incense to images. <em>It was I who taught Ephraim to walk, taking them by the arms</em>; but they did not realize it was I who healed them. <em>I led them with cords of human kindness, with ties of love</em>. To them I was like one who lifts a little child to the cheek, and I bent down to feed them. My people are determined to turn from me. Even though they call me God Most High, I will by no means exalt them. “How can I give you up, Ephraim? How can I hand you over, Israel? How can I treat you like Admah? How can I make you like Zeboyim? <em>My heart is changed within me; all my compassion is aroused</em>.<em> I will not carry out my fierce anger, nor will I devastate Ephraim again</em>. For I am God, and not a man— the Holy One among you. I will not come against their cities. They will follow the Lord; he will roar like a lion. When he roars, his children will come trembling from the west. They will come from Egypt, trembling like sparrows, from Assyria, fluttering like doves. I will settle them in their homes,” declares the Lord. (Hosea 11:1-4, 7-11 NIV)<br />
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Do you see that? I think it's because I have children and I have held their arms while they learned to walk. <span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969);">I'm a very visual person and I can see huge, strong hands holding the chubby arms of a toddler, just trying to take the next step without falling flat. </span>I have felt compassion on my children, even when they rebel against me. I don't enjoy discipline. And neither does the Lord. Sometimes it's necessary but His heart is always for us to turn back toward Him.<br />
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In the same way any good parent will pursue a child who is going astray, in the way that a loving mom or dad refuses to give up on a child that seems hopeless - in that same way God loves us. And more. If you get lost, overwhelmed, feel hopeless, confused, depressed, angry, make a huge mistake, etc, He will come for you. Of course our part is to turn (aka repent).<br />
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This song (below) has so ministered to my heart recently. If I've listened to it once I've listened a hundred times. Take a few minutes to really listen. My favorite line is this:<br />
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>"<span style="-webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(130, 98, 83, 0.0976563); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(191, 107, 82, 0.496094); -webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.292969); -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; line-height: 24px;">Wrestling angels till dawn breaks through,</span></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>There's a blessing in the wound,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>and you're running, you're running from it."</i></span></div>
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When we wrestle through our problems with the Lord, it can be painful, but there's a blessing in it if we don't run away. I love the way she repeats, "I'm coming for you. I'm coming for you, wherever you go." That's the determination of a parent, and it's but a reflection of the heart of God.</div>
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<i style="font-family: inherit;">There's a train leaving your heart tonight,</i></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>There's a silence inside your head </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>and you're running, you're running from it. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Down the tracks on a midnight line, </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>There's a red moon in the sky </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>and you're running, you're running from it. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>But I'm coming for you wherever you go. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you,</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Wherever you go.</i></span><span style="font-family: inherit;"><i><br /></i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Wrestling angels till dawn breaks through </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>There's a blessing in the wound </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>and you're running, you're running from it. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i></i></span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>When all your demons are at your door </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>It's a soldier they're looking </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>and you're running, you're running from it. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i></i></span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>But I'm coming for you wherever you go. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>I'm coming for you, I'm coming for you wherever you go.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Across the sea, </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>the space between everything you think you know </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i> the things you keep and bury deep </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>underneath the melting snow </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i> I'll follow. </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i></i></span> </div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Fathers & mothers don't always come through </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>But I'm never gonna stop following you </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Prophets and lovers don't always hold true </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>But I'm never gonna stop falling for you </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>So when your wine's all gone and your well runs dry, </i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: inherit;"><i>Open your hands and look into my eyes; all that you see here, </i></span></div>
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Ashleyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13814731673993578101noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8587105580009871723.post-60365325205256683252013-08-24T13:59:00.001-05:002013-08-24T14:05:43.931-05:00The End?You know that figure of speech about coming to the end of oneself? Someone will say something like, "I finally came to the end of myself."<br />
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I've said it before. Here's the thing: I've come to the end of myself. Several times. Which means, guess what: I haven't come to the end of myself yet. And guess what else. We never will, in this lifetime, come to the proverbial ends of ourselves.</div>
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I feel like I'm in a relay race, where I finish one leg of the race, only to pass the baton off to myself again, to start another leg. When the apostle Paul talked about running the race with endurance, maybe it wasn't a marathon, so much as a relay. </div>
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Hopefully, when I've come to the end of one leg of my race, I am passing the baton off to a stronger, faster version of myself, able to endure and persevere through the next leg. That is, perhaps, the measure of success. It's about becoming better, more like Christ. It's a becoming not a finally-finishing. </div>
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Maybe holiness is simply enduring and running and never giving up, rather than arriving at "our testimony." You know, the one where we tell about how we used to be <i>that</i> way, but now, finally, Christ has done His work and we are <i>this</i> way. Whew...it was tough, but I made it. Finally.</div>
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That day will come, of course. Eventually. But for now, it isn't even the point. The point now is to "<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles. And let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us, </span><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">fixing our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of faith. For the joy set before him he endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. </span><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">Consider him who endured such opposition from sinners, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart...</span><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">Therefore, strengthen your feeble arms and weak knees.</span><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;"> '</span><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">Make level paths for your feet,'<span style="font-size: x-small;"><b><i> </i></b></span></span><span style="text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">so that the lame may not be disabled, but rather healed.</span></span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); text-align: justify; text-indent: 25px;">" (Hebrews 12)</span><br />
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