Friday, April 29, 2011

Inspirational words from David Wilkerson April 27, 2011

To believe when all means fail is exceedingly pleasing to God and is most acceptable. Jesus said to Thomas, “You have believed because you have seen, but blessed are those that do believe and have not seen” (John 20:29).
Blessed are those who believe when there is no evidence of an answer to prayer—who trust beyond hope when all means have failed.
Someone has come to the place of hopelessness—the end of hope—the end of all means. A loved one is facing death and doctors give no hope. Death seems inevitable. Hope is gone. The miracle prayed for is not happening.
That is when Satan’s hordes come to attack your mind with fear, anger, overwhelming questions: “Where is your God now? You prayed until you had no tears left. You fasted. You stood on promises. You trusted.”
Blasphemous thoughts will be injected into your mind: “Prayer failed. Faith failed. Don’t quit on God—just do not trust him anymore. It doesn’t pay!”
Even questioning God’s existence will be injected into your mind. These have been the devices of Satan for centuries. Some of the godliest men and women who ever lived were under such demonic attacks.
To those going through the valley and shadow of death, hear this word: Weeping will last through some dark, awful nights—and in that darkness you will soon hear the Father whisper, “I am with you. I cannot tell you why right now, but one day it will all make sense. You will see it was all part of my plan. It was no accident. It was no failure on your part. Hold fast. Let me embrace you in your hour of pain.”
Beloved, God has never failed to act but in goodness and love. When all means fail—his love prevails. Hold fast to your faith. Stand fast in his Word. There is no other hope in this world.

David Wilkerson (May 19, 1931 – April 27, 2011)
http://www.worldchallenge.org/en/node/13112

Thursday, April 14, 2011

The Same Page

I have  been reminded of a strategy I have used in the past. It has and can help me now. I started using this when my sons were young.
Kid's brains race as much as their little bodies do. It wasn't uncommon for me to be lost to their thought processes. If they came racing to me all excited about something they were doing, I would stop them and say some like "Hold that thought. You need to put me on the same page."
This was my way of telling them I had no idea what they were talking about. This would slow them down and they would fill in the gaps by explaining themselves better. Then, when I was up to speed, on the same page, they would tell me their latest adventure.
This has come back into practice here alot recently. Misunderstandings seem to happen way more often. Mostly when I am doing something that requires a measure of consentration. Which unfortunately at this time in my life seems to be everything I try to do.
At the worst. When I am concentrating on something or am lost in the cog fog. I try to understand what the person wants. Most times though, since I am not or have not been on the "same page" or even in the same book or library,  I anger quickly. I can't understand what they want or what needs to happen.
So now if I am doing something that has my full attention and, let's say, my son needs something. I have been trying to respond more  like this. Calmly, if possible, I say "I'm sorry. What did you say?" And then I really try to listen. If what he says is not easily understood. I pull out the old "Put me on the same page." That way he knows I am not comprehending and he will lay the ground work to get me on his "page". This helps me comprehend.
I am sorry I had forgotten this and I pray I can use it now to help us stay clear of any clashes. This week it has worked well.

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Life Upside Down - Seven months in

Wow. On this side of things, this past month flew by. At the start of it and through the whole of it, the month drug on and on. There is really very little "stand out" things that occurred this past month. It really was much like the month before with our status quo days and even a bits of the new stuff like the nausea and now I've realized what fatigue for me is like.
You probably know the type. The stuff that comes on to stay for whole days where you don't feel like doing anything. Anything.
I'm guessing it's called fatigue. I hope that is what it is. Maybe some depression too? I don't think that so much. I have held court with depression before. I know what it's like for me.
Anyway, back to seven months in. Like I've said most of the days were status quo. One day had status quo elements but I felt so good we hiked. It was wonderful. That's my "Stand Out" day. Then there were several days that were, I guess, I'll call them down days.
I'm stealing that from my boy. Though his down days are few and far between now. When he was young they were just that. Down days. Now I have a type of my own.
The unfortunate thing of these types of days is that they derail my exercise routine. Before this new stuff cropped up I was doing pretty good with the exercise. Now it is broken and inconsistent. I know for the next month I'll be trying to gain back some of the routine I have lost this past month.

When I woke up this morning and remembered it was the day of two anniversary dates. One is my monthly ms anniversary, the other is our wedding anniversary. I sat down at this computer to try to remember what the past month was like when the only thing I want to remember is what our past years were like.
They were good years. Yep, we've had good years. And the paleness of this past month can not diminish them one iota. And I  thank my Lord Jesus  for that.