Of Palm Trees and Parades
Palm fronds: a leaf from a palm tree, used as a symbol of victory or success
“They took palm branches and went out to meet him, shouting, “Hosanna!” (John 12:13 (NIV)
When I think of palm trees I think of gentle breezes, blue green waters, and sand between my toes and the sun on my face. I think of a picture of my husband leaning against a palm tree on a Caribbean beach just a couple years ago. I don’t usually think of palm trees as symbolic of Jesus ‘victorious entry into Jerusalem except at this time of the year. I don’t usually consider palm trees and parades in the same thought. They are, however, pertinent to the Passion of Christ.
“Blessed is he who comes in the name of the Lord!” (John 12:13 NIV)
Most folks loves a parade. In McCormick, the small town in which we lived for eleven years, parades drew the town’s people en masse. Some of our grandchildren enjoyed these parades as demonstrated in many photographs we’ve taken during that time. Instead of palm fronds, candy is strewn all across the street. It’s a festive time. From where we lived, just two blocks off Main, we could walk to the parade. Older people brought lawn chairs and sat out in front of the old train station/ antique store. Christmas parades, Gold Rush Festival parades, July 4th parades. What is it that gathers a crowd to a parade?
One of my greatest desires as a girl was to ride a horse in the Christmas parade in Sumter. As a teenager my dream became a reality. I loved every minute of it: from the long ride into town to the lining up at the end of the parade (we all know why the horses are last on the list of entries), riding down Main Street on the crisp December day. It was thrilling. Don’t ask me why.
“See, your King comes to you, gentle and riding on a donkey, on a colt, the foal of a donkey.” (Zech. 9:9)NIV
Jesus chose a colt, the foal of a donkey (Matthew 21:2; Zech.9:9) to ride in a parade into Jerusalem. The same Jerusalem that He wept over not long before transformed into a victory procession for the King of Kings. I’m thinking of a donkey on which His mother, Mary, rode into Bethlehem prior to His birth. No parade for her. And then there’s that white horse in Revelation 19 whose Rider is called, Faithful and True. Now that will be a parade you don’t want to miss.
People placed palm branches before the KING before they knew how He would reign. They didn’t know what victory would be won the following week. But He did!
Palms branches prior to His Passion,
Palm branches before the brutality,
Palm branches: symbols of victory and their owners showing no shame shortly thereafter.
The palms of hands that struck Him bear no resemblance to the “Hosanna” palms strewn before his humble yet regal ride through the city for which He wept. “Jerusalem, Jerusalem, how often I have longed to gather your children”.
And now they gather…but not to be drawn together under His wings as little biddies for refuge.
Palm branches, praises sung, prayers prayed, preparation for a preponderance of agony, a parade of people pleading for a Savior.
Oh, the pathos of the week to come. Then, that same gentle Jesus made a whip and did some holy house cleaning in the Temple. “My House will be called a House of Prayer, but you’re making it into a den of robbers” (John 21:13)NIV
After I rode on horseback in the Christmas parade years ago, I had to turn around and take that horse back to the barn, brush, water, feed him and then go home. The parade was over but work prevailed. After my grandchildren watched the parades in town, ate all that candy and one or more got down off their Poppy’s shoulders, we went home to do whatever needed to be done.
What happens after the parade? You do whatever comes next.
What did Jesus do after the parade? He purged the Temple; He prepared for pain. He poured water in a basin, took up a towel and washed feet. I wonder if Jesus needs to purge our temples today. Not just the local church, but THE Temple of the Holy Spirit, my body, in which He dwells?? Perhaps our feet need to be washed from walking in the world.
Will you celebrate this Palm Sunday singing Hosannas to the king of kings and then be shocked when He proceeds to ‘clean house’ before He can use you in His service? Will you, like Peter at first refuse to let Him wash your feet? Will you fall asleep when He wants to meet with you during the wee hours of the morning? Or will you run scared at the first sign of danger? Will you betray Him like Judas, or deny Him like Peter? Will you be available to care for His family like John? What will happen to the palm branches after Palm Sunday? What will you do after the parade?
O, Holy One of Israel, impress upon my heart the meaning of it all.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Thursday, March 18, 2010
Heart Thoughts from Helen
“Jerusalem, Jerusalem, killer of prophets,
Abuser of the messengers of God!
How often I’ve longed to gather your children,
Gather your children like a hen,
Her brood safe under her wings---“ (Luke 13:34, THE MESSAGE)
I have a framed card with a hen gathering her chicks under her wing. It was given to me by a dear friend a number of years ago. At the time I taught large couples Sunday School Class and had developed a deep and lasting love for them. They represented my ‘chicks’ and I did love having them all under my wings. Their hopes were my hopes, their grief’s grieved me; their spiritual growth sent my spirit soaring. I learned much more from them than they ever learned from me.
Nothing pleases a mother more than to have all her ‘chicks’ gathered around her. From the above verse I guess you could say that Jesus felt the same way about His children.
Yesterday, we visited my mother who resides at National Health Care in Sumter. Not long after Dennis and I arrived my older sister and her daughter joined us. Mother will be ninety-four on April 25. In recent days she’s experienced some mental confusion and her only remaining sighted eye is failing her. Thus we all gathered to evaluate and encourage.
Sisters, or at least I and my sister and my mother and her sister, Aunt Margaret (now deceased) laugh a lot when we get together. Yesterday was no different even though the circumstances were far from amusing. Perhaps its inappropriate affect that causes us to ‘make light’ of what we can so that the obvious remains out of sight and out of mind. Rather like the pink elephant in the room. Nevertheless, my sister, Judy, Shery, and Mother and I laughed a great deal. Laughter and tears often trade places back and forth in unusual circumstances. My heart cries out for Jesus as He wept over Jerusalem, seeking to gather her as a hen gathers her chicks….but they would not…….
Is Jesus still weeping over those He can’t gather under His wings before He comes again? Are all His ‘chicken chillun’ (as my grandmother Goodson used to call us) gathered in under His wings? Are there any sisters or brothers clucking and running the other way? Don’t refuse and turn away. Can you see Him sitting on that hillside, weeping?
The way of love is never an easy way. Jesus wept over His city and, alone, faced the cross on their behalf…and ours.
If we set our hearts to Him as our example, we must be prepared to suffer. “It was the way the Master went: should not the servant tread it still?”
Beloved, let us love.
Lord, what is love?
Love inspired My life, and led Me to My Cross, and help Me on My Cross. Love is that which will make it your joy to lay down your life for your friends.
Lord, evermore give me this love.
-- Amy Carmichael
Abuser of the messengers of God!
How often I’ve longed to gather your children,
Gather your children like a hen,
Her brood safe under her wings---“ (Luke 13:34, THE MESSAGE)
I have a framed card with a hen gathering her chicks under her wing. It was given to me by a dear friend a number of years ago. At the time I taught large couples Sunday School Class and had developed a deep and lasting love for them. They represented my ‘chicks’ and I did love having them all under my wings. Their hopes were my hopes, their grief’s grieved me; their spiritual growth sent my spirit soaring. I learned much more from them than they ever learned from me.
Nothing pleases a mother more than to have all her ‘chicks’ gathered around her. From the above verse I guess you could say that Jesus felt the same way about His children.
Yesterday, we visited my mother who resides at National Health Care in Sumter. Not long after Dennis and I arrived my older sister and her daughter joined us. Mother will be ninety-four on April 25. In recent days she’s experienced some mental confusion and her only remaining sighted eye is failing her. Thus we all gathered to evaluate and encourage.
Sisters, or at least I and my sister and my mother and her sister, Aunt Margaret (now deceased) laugh a lot when we get together. Yesterday was no different even though the circumstances were far from amusing. Perhaps its inappropriate affect that causes us to ‘make light’ of what we can so that the obvious remains out of sight and out of mind. Rather like the pink elephant in the room. Nevertheless, my sister, Judy, Shery, and Mother and I laughed a great deal. Laughter and tears often trade places back and forth in unusual circumstances. My heart cries out for Jesus as He wept over Jerusalem, seeking to gather her as a hen gathers her chicks….but they would not…….
Is Jesus still weeping over those He can’t gather under His wings before He comes again? Are all His ‘chicken chillun’ (as my grandmother Goodson used to call us) gathered in under His wings? Are there any sisters or brothers clucking and running the other way? Don’t refuse and turn away. Can you see Him sitting on that hillside, weeping?
The way of love is never an easy way. Jesus wept over His city and, alone, faced the cross on their behalf…and ours.
If we set our hearts to Him as our example, we must be prepared to suffer. “It was the way the Master went: should not the servant tread it still?”
Beloved, let us love.
Lord, what is love?
Love inspired My life, and led Me to My Cross, and help Me on My Cross. Love is that which will make it your joy to lay down your life for your friends.
Lord, evermore give me this love.
-- Amy Carmichael
Thursday, March 11, 2010
Heart Thoughts from Helen
COMMUNION WITH THE COMPASSIONATE COUNSELOR
“Beyond all question, the mystery of godliness is great: God appeared in a body, was vindicated by the Spirit, was seen by angels, was preached among the nations, was believed on in the world, was taken up in glory,” (1Timothy 3:16(NIV)
Lord, my heart is full. Can we walk and talk together a bit?
Friends, who come from Jesus, are a special grace! They come, tense with cares behind and before, and share heart to heart.
Comfort my friend, Lord.
Where eyes are dulled by pain; shine your light there. Where foreheads furrow in futility and fear; smooth the brow.
Yoke the load alongside Yourself. Master of the wind and sea, steady the boat.
Lord, like Moses, my shoes are off; my knee is bent. My head is bowed. The ground feels holy. You are greatly to be reverenced. “Wherefore we receiving a kingdom which cannot be moved, let us have grace, whereby we may serve God acceptably with reverence and godly fear.” (Hebrews 12:28 ASV)
Answered prayers that include ME! I stand amazed, humbled beyond words. How do You do that?
And, Lord, thank you that Your Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. (Psalm 119:105) You’re doing it again, shining Your light on the path for those seeking guidance.
Father, you’ve strengthened my weaknesses, forgiven my selfishness. Thank you for this conversation made possible through Christ, My High Priest and Intercessor.
“Beyond all question, the mystery of godliness is great: God appeared in a body, was vindicated by the Spirit, was seen by angels, was preached among the nations, was believed on in the world, was taken up in glory,” (1Timothy 3:16(NIV)
Lord, my heart is full. Can we walk and talk together a bit?
Friends, who come from Jesus, are a special grace! They come, tense with cares behind and before, and share heart to heart.
Comfort my friend, Lord.
Where eyes are dulled by pain; shine your light there. Where foreheads furrow in futility and fear; smooth the brow.
Yoke the load alongside Yourself. Master of the wind and sea, steady the boat.
Lord, like Moses, my shoes are off; my knee is bent. My head is bowed. The ground feels holy. You are greatly to be reverenced. “Wherefore we receiving a kingdom which cannot be moved, let us have grace, whereby we may serve God acceptably with reverence and godly fear.” (Hebrews 12:28 ASV)
Answered prayers that include ME! I stand amazed, humbled beyond words. How do You do that?
And, Lord, thank you that Your Word is a lamp unto my feet and a light unto my path. (Psalm 119:105) You’re doing it again, shining Your light on the path for those seeking guidance.
Father, you’ve strengthened my weaknesses, forgiven my selfishness. Thank you for this conversation made possible through Christ, My High Priest and Intercessor.
Thursday, March 4, 2010
Heart Thoughts from Helen
“Take heed, be quiet, fear not, nor be fainthearted,” (Isaiah 7:2)
Earthquakes, Tsunamis, blizzards, mudslides, floods, gale force winds continents away are referred to as ‘natural disasters‘.
Fiscal fiascos everywhere including unemployment, bank failures, health care push, housing market gone bonkers in what is called ‘economic downturn’ or ‘recession’. We could call them ‘un-natural disasters’.
Elected officials at each other’s throats; backbiting while smiling simultaneously. They promise things they do not or cannot provide. Tea parties in the name of citizen revolt labeled ‘political unrest’. YA THINK!!!???
Wars in Afghanistan, troops still in Iraq, rumors of wars everywhere it seems. Unrest here, assassinations there. Braggadocios dictators ranting and raving.
Just that is enough to make us all tremble in terror or attack in anger at the state of the world. And that doesn’t even begin to mention the universal unrest and rumors of nuclear warheads wiping Israel off the face of the map as well as the United States. How in the world did the United States of America come to be called “The Great Satan”?
What about our battles on a more local level? I just read the book, STAYING TRUE, by our state’s first lady, Jenny Sanford. While the whole world rocks and rolls with the punches, the heads of state and their families undergo their own personal purgatory. And our state isn’t the only suffering state in that regard. Staying true remains a constant struggle for those in the political arena as well as those of us who are among the rank and file. Spiritual stamina strikes a shockingly loud cymbal crash when all else fails.
Locally, rains, snows, floods, families unemployed, children exploited, divorce, the guilty rich go free while the poor pay their dues in jail.
Nursing home patients sit/lie in wheelchairs, staring with unseeing eyes at the hallway hubbub. Hospital corridors winding around and around in a maze of misery for patients and visitors all waiting for some good news.
All this isn’t really new, you know. In the days of Isaiah, the same issues with slightly different twists took place in a far away part of the world that has huge implications for the worldwide community. Just when all seems lost and impossible and unbearable, the LORD God Almighty comes forth and speaks. In this instance, through His prophet, Isaiah: “If you will not believe, you surely shall not last”. But just prior to that He gives us some pertinent instructions:
• Take care
• Be calm
• Have no fear
• Do not be fainthearted
Is that a message for us today? Personally, I take it to heart and am reminded daily to implant it on my brain, carry it in my heart, and share it with whomever will listen.
I choose to believe!!! And because I believe I will last throughout eternity with the LORD God Almighty, because He says so!
In light of that fact, I attempt to ‘take care, be calm, have no fear, and not be fainthearted’, no matter the natural disasters, political unrest, economic downfall or personal failures and defeats, bad health, death and taxes. Our God Reigns!
And…”my life is hidden with Christ in God.” (Colossians 3:3) ALLELUIAH!
Earthquakes, Tsunamis, blizzards, mudslides, floods, gale force winds continents away are referred to as ‘natural disasters‘.
Fiscal fiascos everywhere including unemployment, bank failures, health care push, housing market gone bonkers in what is called ‘economic downturn’ or ‘recession’. We could call them ‘un-natural disasters’.
Elected officials at each other’s throats; backbiting while smiling simultaneously. They promise things they do not or cannot provide. Tea parties in the name of citizen revolt labeled ‘political unrest’. YA THINK!!!???
Wars in Afghanistan, troops still in Iraq, rumors of wars everywhere it seems. Unrest here, assassinations there. Braggadocios dictators ranting and raving.
Just that is enough to make us all tremble in terror or attack in anger at the state of the world. And that doesn’t even begin to mention the universal unrest and rumors of nuclear warheads wiping Israel off the face of the map as well as the United States. How in the world did the United States of America come to be called “The Great Satan”?
What about our battles on a more local level? I just read the book, STAYING TRUE, by our state’s first lady, Jenny Sanford. While the whole world rocks and rolls with the punches, the heads of state and their families undergo their own personal purgatory. And our state isn’t the only suffering state in that regard. Staying true remains a constant struggle for those in the political arena as well as those of us who are among the rank and file. Spiritual stamina strikes a shockingly loud cymbal crash when all else fails.
Locally, rains, snows, floods, families unemployed, children exploited, divorce, the guilty rich go free while the poor pay their dues in jail.
Nursing home patients sit/lie in wheelchairs, staring with unseeing eyes at the hallway hubbub. Hospital corridors winding around and around in a maze of misery for patients and visitors all waiting for some good news.
All this isn’t really new, you know. In the days of Isaiah, the same issues with slightly different twists took place in a far away part of the world that has huge implications for the worldwide community. Just when all seems lost and impossible and unbearable, the LORD God Almighty comes forth and speaks. In this instance, through His prophet, Isaiah: “If you will not believe, you surely shall not last”. But just prior to that He gives us some pertinent instructions:
• Take care
• Be calm
• Have no fear
• Do not be fainthearted
Is that a message for us today? Personally, I take it to heart and am reminded daily to implant it on my brain, carry it in my heart, and share it with whomever will listen.
I choose to believe!!! And because I believe I will last throughout eternity with the LORD God Almighty, because He says so!
In light of that fact, I attempt to ‘take care, be calm, have no fear, and not be fainthearted’, no matter the natural disasters, political unrest, economic downfall or personal failures and defeats, bad health, death and taxes. Our God Reigns!
And…”my life is hidden with Christ in God.” (Colossians 3:3) ALLELUIAH!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Heart Thoughts from Helen
“Wait thou only upon God” Psalm 62:5
There stood an old woman on the hillside waiting in front of a modest house. Her face turned toward the wind, her arms crossed her sweatered chest, waiting. Her expression was a study in solitude, not smiling, just waiting... Who would come over those red clay hills to relieve her of her burden? Would anybody come? How long would she stand there and wait?
A dog sat by the side of that back road we wandered onto. The animal was alone, but by the expectant look on his face, he waited…alert, watching, and anticipating. There were yellow school buses on the road about that time of the afternoon. Was there a child watching for a faithful friend and waiting…?
When I traveled across the country roads of Sumter County to high school on a yellow school bus many years ago, my faithful collie dog, Princess , knew exactly when to meet me at the bus stop to walk me down that two tenths of a mile to my house. She waited for me rain or shine. I waited for her.
It has been said that we spend much of life hurrying so that we can sit and wait. Ever been there? Perhaps you’re just waiting for the other shoe to drop after a series of life’s hard knocks.
Waiting can be used constructively. I carry reading material and pen and paper everywhere I go so that in the waiting rooms of my life, I occupy myself reading or writing. Some folks like to be people watchers, waiting and watching other folks. Folk’s faces reveal a lot about folks. Being still requires practice.
Do you ever try to just be still before the LORD? It is one of the hardest things to do in life. So many of the things that we wait for are unimportant; so how do we decide what and who is worthy of our waiting?
What/Who are you waiting for?
Scripture directs us to: “… wait only upon God and silently submit to Him; for my hope and expectation are from Him.” Psalm 62:5 (AMP)
But WAIT! God is worth the wait. The Sovereign Lord of the Universe may be waiting for you this very moment to come to Him with all your hopes and expectations. He is faithful and well worth the wait.
There stood an old woman on the hillside waiting in front of a modest house. Her face turned toward the wind, her arms crossed her sweatered chest, waiting. Her expression was a study in solitude, not smiling, just waiting... Who would come over those red clay hills to relieve her of her burden? Would anybody come? How long would she stand there and wait?
A dog sat by the side of that back road we wandered onto. The animal was alone, but by the expectant look on his face, he waited…alert, watching, and anticipating. There were yellow school buses on the road about that time of the afternoon. Was there a child watching for a faithful friend and waiting…?
When I traveled across the country roads of Sumter County to high school on a yellow school bus many years ago, my faithful collie dog, Princess , knew exactly when to meet me at the bus stop to walk me down that two tenths of a mile to my house. She waited for me rain or shine. I waited for her.
It has been said that we spend much of life hurrying so that we can sit and wait. Ever been there? Perhaps you’re just waiting for the other shoe to drop after a series of life’s hard knocks.
Waiting can be used constructively. I carry reading material and pen and paper everywhere I go so that in the waiting rooms of my life, I occupy myself reading or writing. Some folks like to be people watchers, waiting and watching other folks. Folk’s faces reveal a lot about folks. Being still requires practice.
Do you ever try to just be still before the LORD? It is one of the hardest things to do in life. So many of the things that we wait for are unimportant; so how do we decide what and who is worthy of our waiting?
What/Who are you waiting for?
Scripture directs us to: “… wait only upon God and silently submit to Him; for my hope and expectation are from Him.” Psalm 62:5 (AMP)
But WAIT! God is worth the wait. The Sovereign Lord of the Universe may be waiting for you this very moment to come to Him with all your hopes and expectations. He is faithful and well worth the wait.
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
Heart Thoughts from Helen
"Thoughts On Whistling"
“In that day the LORD will whistle for the fly that is in the remotest part of the rivers of Egypt and for the bee that is in the land of Assyria.” Isaiah 7:18
“He will also lift up a standard to the distant nation, and will whistle for it from the ends of the earth and behold it will come with speed swiftly.”Isaiah 5:26
We were busying ourselves cleaning up the Emergency Room after much trauma traveled through. I was whistling quietly as I worked in the utility area when my faithful volunteer and co-worker rebuked me with the above quote. It stopped me dead in my tracks. Being a young graduate nurse at the time and unwise in many ways I did listen when my elders spoke and I do to this day. I never forgot what she said. I did not, however, understand why whistling while you work would bring ‘no good end’.
Recently I began a precept Bible Study on the Book of Isaiah that has also stopped me in my tracks each time I study, mining the jewels that hide within the verses of this poet prophet.
If we are to believe Scripture and I DO, the Lord of Hosts (God of the angel armies) sits in judgment on His children whenever necessary. Prior to doing so He warns, He begs, He pleads with them to return, repent and be restored. They, (like we) through willful ignorance continued to rebel.
So, the LORD whistles! Can you imagine what that sounds like? I’ve never been a good whistler and can’t put my fingers in my mouth a certain way and do that really loud whistle. But when I read those passages, my mind conjured up the old western movies when Rowdy Yates of Rawhide fame swung his lasso above his head and yelled to the cowboys: “Head ‘em up, move ‘em out.” The herds of cattle mooed their way across the prairie in a cloud of dust headed for an unknown destination. Though I’m sure that’s not what God’s whistle sounds like, the memory puts a pucker on my lips as I ponder the possibilities of the shrill call of Omnipotence that can be heard all the way to Assyria and Egypt. Please do not assume that I think Clint Eastwood or James Drury looks or thinks anything like the Lord Almighty. Ahh, but I did like the old westerns. But I digress.
God whistles for the nation of Assyria, the enemy, to come in with flags flying and bees buzzing. But not only does he whistle for the armies of Assyria to seriously switch His children’s legs but He also whistles for the flies of Egypt. Flags, flies and bees. What would it be like to witness God Almighty whistling for flies to settle on the cliffs, thorn bushes and on all the watering places? Pesky flies. And a foreign flag to fly over Father Abraham’s family, the house of Israel. How absolutely unthinkable!
I wonder when or if the God of the Angel Armies whistles in our lives? Does our nation like the nation of Israel need a spanking? Has He wooed us, warned us, and waited for us to want to know Him more, to obey Him, to repent of our rebellion? Is there an Isaiah in our day to hear the Lord, heed the Lord and whole heartedly agree to “here am I, send me,”?
Can we identify the Assyria, our enemy… nationally, locally, personally in our lives?
And what about those pesky flies? I cannot abide flies and this past summer I challenged my grandsons by offering them a quarter every time they killed a fly in my house. I discovered the reason my cache of quarters emptied quickly when I realized they were intentionally leaving the door open for the flying nuisances. Will God whistle for the aggravations in your life to absolutely drive you nuts?
The next time you’re whistling, remember what happened in the past and how God recorded it for our benefit.
I’m not sure what the LORD Almighty sounds like when He whistles, but I’m pretty sure it won’t sound like a woman and it may be that no good end is in sight. If, and when He does whistle for the enemy, swift will come the judgment!
“In that day the LORD will whistle for the fly that is in the remotest part of the rivers of Egypt and for the bee that is in the land of Assyria.” Isaiah 7:18
“He will also lift up a standard to the distant nation, and will whistle for it from the ends of the earth and behold it will come with speed swiftly.”Isaiah 5:26
A whistling woman and a crowing hen,
Both come to no good end.
Both come to no good end.
We were busying ourselves cleaning up the Emergency Room after much trauma traveled through. I was whistling quietly as I worked in the utility area when my faithful volunteer and co-worker rebuked me with the above quote. It stopped me dead in my tracks. Being a young graduate nurse at the time and unwise in many ways I did listen when my elders spoke and I do to this day. I never forgot what she said. I did not, however, understand why whistling while you work would bring ‘no good end’.
Recently I began a precept Bible Study on the Book of Isaiah that has also stopped me in my tracks each time I study, mining the jewels that hide within the verses of this poet prophet.
If we are to believe Scripture and I DO, the Lord of Hosts (God of the angel armies) sits in judgment on His children whenever necessary. Prior to doing so He warns, He begs, He pleads with them to return, repent and be restored. They, (like we) through willful ignorance continued to rebel.
So, the LORD whistles! Can you imagine what that sounds like? I’ve never been a good whistler and can’t put my fingers in my mouth a certain way and do that really loud whistle. But when I read those passages, my mind conjured up the old western movies when Rowdy Yates of Rawhide fame swung his lasso above his head and yelled to the cowboys: “Head ‘em up, move ‘em out.” The herds of cattle mooed their way across the prairie in a cloud of dust headed for an unknown destination. Though I’m sure that’s not what God’s whistle sounds like, the memory puts a pucker on my lips as I ponder the possibilities of the shrill call of Omnipotence that can be heard all the way to Assyria and Egypt. Please do not assume that I think Clint Eastwood or James Drury looks or thinks anything like the Lord Almighty. Ahh, but I did like the old westerns. But I digress.
God whistles for the nation of Assyria, the enemy, to come in with flags flying and bees buzzing. But not only does he whistle for the armies of Assyria to seriously switch His children’s legs but He also whistles for the flies of Egypt. Flags, flies and bees. What would it be like to witness God Almighty whistling for flies to settle on the cliffs, thorn bushes and on all the watering places? Pesky flies. And a foreign flag to fly over Father Abraham’s family, the house of Israel. How absolutely unthinkable!
I wonder when or if the God of the Angel Armies whistles in our lives? Does our nation like the nation of Israel need a spanking? Has He wooed us, warned us, and waited for us to want to know Him more, to obey Him, to repent of our rebellion? Is there an Isaiah in our day to hear the Lord, heed the Lord and whole heartedly agree to “here am I, send me,”?
Can we identify the Assyria, our enemy… nationally, locally, personally in our lives?
And what about those pesky flies? I cannot abide flies and this past summer I challenged my grandsons by offering them a quarter every time they killed a fly in my house. I discovered the reason my cache of quarters emptied quickly when I realized they were intentionally leaving the door open for the flying nuisances. Will God whistle for the aggravations in your life to absolutely drive you nuts?
The next time you’re whistling, remember what happened in the past and how God recorded it for our benefit.
I’m not sure what the LORD Almighty sounds like when He whistles, but I’m pretty sure it won’t sound like a woman and it may be that no good end is in sight. If, and when He does whistle for the enemy, swift will come the judgment!
Thursday, February 11, 2010
Heart Thoughts from Helen
A VALENTINE HEART THOUGHT…from Helen
“In a great trial of affliction the abundance of their joy and their deep poverty abounded unto the riches of their liberality” (2 Corinthians 8:2)
“The Shining Barrier”, describes the bond of two lovers in the book, A SEVERE MERCY. A true story of his marriage, penned by Sheldon Van Auken, this book captured my heart back in the late ‘70’s. True to the theme, it glows with a depth of commitment not frequently seen today. The abundance of their joy expressed itself in giving to each other.
In the above mentioned love story, giving ‘a cup of cold water in the middle of the night’ evidenced one way that husband and wife’s devotion shone during what proved extremely trying circumstances. I’ve thought about the shining barrier and that cup of cold water quite a bit. I don’t shine too brightly in the middle of the night, but the depth of the nocturnal need could arouse the servant in me. Lest I give the story away, suffice to say, it’s a page turner and a two hanky book.
Love demands expression. The Shining Barrier may seem to be made of concrete or solid steel at times, however, it is true that you can give without loving, but you cannot love without giving. Whether it is a cup of cold water in the middle of the night for ANY reason, or just hand holding for NO reason, love demands expression. And, of course, a box of chocolates (preferably with nuts) can go a long way in shining through some Valentine-ish barriers if they are sugar free, of course.
Jesus celebrated love by loving to give. He performed His first recorded miracle at a wedding. Wedding feasts originate with the love of one for another. Love that demands expression shining on the faces of two individuals pledging to shine through every barrier, in sickness and in health, richer poorer, etc. Jesus demonstrates the love of the Bridegroom giving His intended, the Church, an engagement ring in the Person of The Holy Spirit. He is the guarantee given to us that the best is yet to be. The engagement ring I wear on my ring finger left hand accompanies the wedding ring placed there forty-two years ago. Through the years, ‘the shining barrier’ may seem somewhat tarnished and a cup of cold water in the middle of the night could easily have been splashed in each other’s face (not actually). But then there are the truly shining moments when love endures and self is denied at all cost. Those of us married for any length of time KNOW that the sugary Valentine “love” advertised today leaves much untold of true commitment.
Until Jesus, THE BRIDEGOOM, Himself comes for His Bride and the wedding feast commences, The Spirit of God bears witness in our hearts what truly stands as The Shining Barrier, The Light of the world. That love demonstrates expression: “For God so loved the world …that HE GAVE His only begotten Son.” (John 3:16)
Love loves to give, not in measure but abundantly. (Amy Carmichael)
How do you express your love? Is it a shining barrier?
“In a great trial of affliction the abundance of their joy and their deep poverty abounded unto the riches of their liberality” (2 Corinthians 8:2)
“The Shining Barrier”, describes the bond of two lovers in the book, A SEVERE MERCY. A true story of his marriage, penned by Sheldon Van Auken, this book captured my heart back in the late ‘70’s. True to the theme, it glows with a depth of commitment not frequently seen today. The abundance of their joy expressed itself in giving to each other.
In the above mentioned love story, giving ‘a cup of cold water in the middle of the night’ evidenced one way that husband and wife’s devotion shone during what proved extremely trying circumstances. I’ve thought about the shining barrier and that cup of cold water quite a bit. I don’t shine too brightly in the middle of the night, but the depth of the nocturnal need could arouse the servant in me. Lest I give the story away, suffice to say, it’s a page turner and a two hanky book.
Love demands expression. The Shining Barrier may seem to be made of concrete or solid steel at times, however, it is true that you can give without loving, but you cannot love without giving. Whether it is a cup of cold water in the middle of the night for ANY reason, or just hand holding for NO reason, love demands expression. And, of course, a box of chocolates (preferably with nuts) can go a long way in shining through some Valentine-ish barriers if they are sugar free, of course.
Jesus celebrated love by loving to give. He performed His first recorded miracle at a wedding. Wedding feasts originate with the love of one for another. Love that demands expression shining on the faces of two individuals pledging to shine through every barrier, in sickness and in health, richer poorer, etc. Jesus demonstrates the love of the Bridegroom giving His intended, the Church, an engagement ring in the Person of The Holy Spirit. He is the guarantee given to us that the best is yet to be. The engagement ring I wear on my ring finger left hand accompanies the wedding ring placed there forty-two years ago. Through the years, ‘the shining barrier’ may seem somewhat tarnished and a cup of cold water in the middle of the night could easily have been splashed in each other’s face (not actually). But then there are the truly shining moments when love endures and self is denied at all cost. Those of us married for any length of time KNOW that the sugary Valentine “love” advertised today leaves much untold of true commitment.
Until Jesus, THE BRIDEGOOM, Himself comes for His Bride and the wedding feast commences, The Spirit of God bears witness in our hearts what truly stands as The Shining Barrier, The Light of the world. That love demonstrates expression: “For God so loved the world …that HE GAVE His only begotten Son.” (John 3:16)
Love loves to give, not in measure but abundantly. (Amy Carmichael)
How do you express your love? Is it a shining barrier?
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