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<?xml-stylesheet type="text/xsl" media="screen" href="/~d/styles/atom10full.xsl"?><?xml-stylesheet type="text/css" media="screen" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/~d/styles/itemcontent.css"?><feed xmlns="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" xmlns:openSearch="http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearch/1.1/" xmlns:georss="http://www.georss.org/georss" xmlns:gd="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005" xmlns:feedburner="http://rssnamespace.org/feedburner/ext/1.0" gd:etag="W/&quot;CkYBSHk7fyp7ImA9WxNUF08.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082266772280044768</id><updated>2009-11-08T17:42:39.707-05:00</updated><title>Wildflower Thinking</title><subtitle type="html" /><link rel="http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default" /><link rel="alternate" type="text/html" href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" /><link rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/" /><link rel="next" type="application/atom+xml" href="http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5082266772280044768/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25&amp;redirect=false&amp;v=2" /><author><name>Janet</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/07808712193263587875</uri><email>ReevesJR77@gmail.com</email></author><generator version="7.00" uri="http://www.blogger.com">Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>234</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><link rel="self" href="http://feeds.feedburner.com/WildflowerThinking" type="application/atom+xml" /><feedburner:emailServiceId>WildflowerThinking</feedburner:emailServiceId><feedburner:feedburnerHostname>http://feedburner.google.com</feedburner:feedburnerHostname><atom10:link xmlns:atom10="http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom" rel="hub" href="http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com" /><entry gd:etag="W/&quot;A0YGRH07fyp7ImA9WxNUFko.&quot;"><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5082266772280044768.post-7210649032715665554</id><published>2009-11-08T05:57:00.006-05:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T06:18:45.307-05:00</updated><app:edited xmlns:app="http://www.w3.org/2007/app">2009-11-08T06:18:45.307-05:00</app:edited><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Bible Study" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Books" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Jesus" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Christian Living" /><category scheme="http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#" term="Grace" /><title>Reflections on One Word</title><content type="html">&lt;em&gt;“God blesses those who hunger and thirst for justice, for they will be satisfied.” &lt;/em&gt;–Matthew 5:6&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NLT&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/Svan9u5xPiI/AAAAAAAAA90/PVrXPz2KLxQ/s1600-h/cIMG_0057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/Svan9u5xPiI/AAAAAAAAA90/PVrXPz2KLxQ/s200/cIMG_0057.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401689482081680930" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;What a difference one word makes! The &lt;em&gt;New International Version&lt;/em&gt; of the Bible is my favorite. I spend most of my Bible study and devotional time in that translation. But every now and then, I like to read from another version to see how other scholars have interpreted God’s Word from its original Greek, Hebrew, or Aramaic. It especially catches my attention when they insert unfamiliar words into a familiar passage like &lt;em&gt;the Beautitudes&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=matthew%205:5-12&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Matthew 5:5-12&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;). In the case of verse 6, they changed the NIV’s&lt;em&gt; righteousness&lt;/em&gt; to&lt;em&gt; justice&lt;/em&gt; and sent me down a whole new rabbit trail of thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I think of hungering and thirsting for righteousness, I think of longing to be made righteous &lt;em&gt;personally&lt;/em&gt;. I think of my own failings, sins, fallen nature and how hungering and thirsting for righteousness led me to Christ Who took my sins on Himself on the cross that He could clothe me in &lt;em&gt;His &lt;/em&gt;righteousness. Thanks to Christ, those who hunger and thirst for righteousness will be satisfied!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the word &lt;em&gt;justice&lt;/em&gt; changes &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;everything&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. When I hunger and thirst for justice, which I often do, I’m demanding that life be made fair, that those who hurt others pay for their crimes, that everybody get what’s rightfully coming to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This world is full of people who are hungering and thirsting for justice. But demanding justice is an impossible way to live. In their book, &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://homeiswheregodsendsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/book-review-finding-purpose-beyond-our.html"&gt;Finding Purpose Beyond Our Pain&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, Paul Meier and David Henderson offer two examples: If we treat two children with different IQ’s the same, one will excel and one will fail. Is this just? Yet if we treat them differently, offering more time and aid to the one with the lower IQ, is this fair to the one who needs less? If we set the fine for speeding at $200 per offense are we being fair to the school teacher who has so much less than the billionaire? But if we fine her less for committing the same crime is this fair to the billionaire? (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p. 6&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying to make everything fair in this life is a frustrating exercise in futility. And when I think about demanding that everyone get what they deserve, good or bad, God gently reminds me that I really don’t want what I really deserve. Jesus died to save me from that. Thanks to Him, I live under grace, not law.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SvaouLV-vkI/AAAAAAAAA98/bdrrS0Vm_eU/s1600-h/fIMG_2159.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SvaouLV-vkI/AAAAAAAAA98/bdrrS0Vm_eU/s200/fIMG_2159.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5401690314349919810" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Which led me to the next Beatitude! &lt;em&gt;“God blesses those who are merciful, for they will be shown mercy”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew 5:7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NLT&lt;/span&gt;) When I read this, I noticed that when we hunger and thirst for justice, God promises satisfaction. &lt;em&gt;He&lt;/em&gt; takes care of it. We leave our perceived need in &lt;em&gt;His &lt;/em&gt;hands. But we are to &lt;em&gt;be&lt;/em&gt; merciful. We&lt;em&gt; do&lt;/em&gt; something. We &lt;em&gt;show&lt;/em&gt; something. We offer mercy to others, and receive it from God in return. Our hands are tied as far as justice is concerned, but mercy is something &lt;em&gt;we can give&lt;/em&gt;. This passage doesn’t say God blesses those who make everything right and fair. He blesses those who long for a world that is right and fair; they will be satisfied. It’s a promise they can claim, but God will do the work. In the meantime, we offer mercy to those who’ve hurt us, knowing our God is merciful to us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But that’s not all. Verse 5 says,&lt;em&gt; “God blesses those who are humble, for they will inherit the whole earth”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NLT&lt;/span&gt;). As I continued my devotional reading today, I came across this verse, &lt;em&gt;“The one thing I ask of the Lord—the thing I seek most—is to live in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, delighting in the Lord’s perfection and meditating in his Temple”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Psalm 27:4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;NLT&lt;/span&gt;). To me, that’s the ultimate definition of humility. We seek God. We live in His Presence. We leave justice in His capable hands. And we show mercy to the people who surround us each day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloggerspirit.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 139px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5326424800120836338" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SetDIpYIkPI/AAAAAAAAAi4/ilMA0_C5gfg/s200/bloggerspiritsidebar.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In her book, &lt;em&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;/em&gt;, Sarah Young says, &lt;em&gt;“Instead of grasping and controlling, you are learning to release and receive”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p. 326&lt;/span&gt;). Instead of grasping and controlling and demanding life be fair, I release it all, dwell in God’s Presence, and thankfully receive all He gives. I can’t make everything fair. I may hunger and thirst for justice, but I must trust God to satisfy that need. Jesus promises He will. In the meantime, I show mercy. I am forgiven; I forgive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, I often long for a perfect world where everything is just and right and fair. I see so much wrong that I cannot fix. Help me to release this to You knowing &lt;/em&gt;You&lt;em&gt; will make everything right in &lt;/em&gt;Your&lt;em&gt; time. While I wait, I’ll walk with You, delighting in Your perfection and meditating in Your Temple, offering mercy to those who offend me that, hopefully, they will find Your grace, too. Teach me to release and receive. In Jesus’ name, I pray. 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That reminded me of this verse in Isaiah 26 which tells us that grace is shown to the wicked—to those who don’t live for God, to those who aren’t yet even &lt;em&gt;thinking&lt;/em&gt; of turning to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I love that!&lt;/span&gt; Though the verse focuses on the consequences of &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; learning from gracious wake-up calls, I love knowing that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God gives them!&lt;/span&gt; God loves &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;people, regardless of what they have done or how they respond to Him. He is constantly working behind the scenes to teach righteousness, to draw all who don’t yet know Him into His Kingdom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That drunk driver now has a choice. He can recognize God’s majesty in the events of the accident and praise God for sparing him from a murder conviction on top of his DUI, or he can learn nothing from the experience and go on doing evil just as he was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes those who do wrong get second chances. When they do, rather than cry, &lt;em&gt;“No! That’s not fair!”&lt;/em&gt; as we're sometimes prone to do,* let’s pray they’ll see God’s majesty at work and respond to His gracious ways.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, please show grace to the wicked, so they will learn righteousness. And please help Your children to live uprightly—in Jesus—that the unsaved will see and respond to the Your majesty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*I'm most definitely not crying,&lt;em&gt; "No fair,"&lt;/em&gt; this time. God's grace toward the drunk driver spared two innocent lives, including the life of my loved one. Sometimes God's grace toward unsaved people helps His children, too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-4497443030702018027?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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This is one of my rare soapbox posts. But I just have to share my heart. I may be preaching to the choir, but perhaps some who really need to read these words will find them, pray about them, and seek God’s Truth for themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve often heard people say, &lt;em&gt;“If it makes me happy, it must be okay.”&lt;/em&gt; In other words, happiness is their moral compass. If it feels good, it&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt; good. If it hurts, leave it alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m sure the man who drank too much alcohol probably enjoyed the experience. He believed that alcohol was making him happy, so he drank up; then he got in his car to drive. He might even have been happy right up to the moment when he slammed his car into another, sending it spinning out of control and into the car one of my loved ones was driving at the time. That drunk driver may have been happy, but what he did was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;wrong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully, no one was seriously hurt—this time. I &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;praise God&lt;/span&gt; for that, and I hope with all my heart that this alcohol-drinking driver will listen to the gracious wake-up call he just received. I pray he’ll learn from the experience and never drive drunk again. And if he turns to God with a repentant heart, that will be even better still. This is now my prayer for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But back to my soapbox, I’m sure burglars who steal from others do so because they believe stealing will make them happy. They may be pleased with themselves, but that doesn’t excuse their actions. Stealing is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The terrorists who flew planes into our World Trade Center on 9-11 may have been happy about their choices, too. They were anticipating some glorious reward, which I’m certain they didn’t receive. Murder is wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SvAjHiMvYQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/S78P9GEieGg/s1600-h/bIMG_2083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SvAjHiMvYQI/AAAAAAAAA9M/S78P9GEieGg/s200/bIMG_2083.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5399854565563523330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My point is: wrong is always &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wrong&lt;/span&gt;, regardless of how one feels. Using emotions to determine morality is like using a compass whose needle points a different direction every time. You can’t find the right path that way; emotions will just leave you lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s why Jesus has given us another compass—one that never changes and is always accurate. His Word, the Bible, shows us the only right way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if the size of the Bible overwhelms some, Jesus made it all so simple in &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=mark%2012:30-31&amp;version=NIV"&gt;Mark 12:30-31&lt;/a&gt; when he said that there is no greater commandment than, &lt;em&gt;“Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength”&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;“Love your neighbor as yourself.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If our actions show sincere, unselfish, 100% genuine love to God and to the people around us, our actions are going to be &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;right&lt;/span&gt;. Be warned though: the most loving actions may, in truth, make us feel unhappy sometimes. In fact, in some cases, the most loving actions may make people around us unhappy. But feelings, because they can be deceitful, are irrelevant; our goal is to do what is right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul also gave us a simple indicator when he said, &lt;em&gt;“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Galatians 5:22-23&lt;/span&gt;). There is no law against these because actions that come from these show love to God and His beloved creation, humankind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is nice, but it can’t tell us the difference between right and wrong. For that, we have to listen for God’s voice by reading His Word and obeying as Jesus taught and as the Holy Spirit leads. Ironically enough, when we do this, true happiness—the kind that comes from inner peace and joy—will find us. The other kind is a counterfeit that will leave us spinning around helplessly like the drunk driver I now pray for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, when we’re in doubt or feeling confused about what to do, draw us to seek clear direction from You. Thank You for Your Word, Your Son, Your Spirit, and the determination to always choose right over wrong—for the sake of Your Name and the glory of Your Kingdom. In Jesus’ Name, we pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-1733285105580241953?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I’ve read Joseph’s amazing story many times, but when I read this verse, I had to stop and think. It says that God gave Joseph success in whatever he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now let’s just back up the turnip truck for a moment. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;That’s such a bizarre phrase, don’t ya think? I may have to look into its history for curiosity’s sake.* But back to the story . . .&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joseph was a slave. Then Joseph was framed for a crime he didn’t commit and became a prisoner. I don’t know of many societies that would define these &lt;em&gt;“occupations”&lt;/em&gt; as success. Parents don’t say, &lt;em&gt;“When my boy grows up, I hope he’s forced into slavery” or “put into prison for a crime he didn’t commit.”&lt;/em&gt; No. It just doesn’t happen. Not anywhere. I don't think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet Genesis 39 tells us that the Lord was with Joseph and gave him success. In fact, it says it &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;twice&lt;/span&gt;. Verses 3-4&lt;em&gt;b&lt;/em&gt; say (of Joseph's time as Potipher’s slave), &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When his master saw that the Lord was with him and that the Lord gave him success in everything he did, Joseph found favor in his eyes and became his attendant.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;When we read the rest of the story, we learn that God eventually grants Joseph huge &lt;em&gt;worldly&lt;/em&gt; success as well. But these verses from Genesis 39 don’t say, &lt;em&gt;“the Lord&lt;/em&gt; planned &lt;em&gt;to give Joseph success.”&lt;/em&gt; They say,&lt;em&gt; “the Lord &lt;/em&gt;gave&lt;em&gt; him success in &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everything he did&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;emphasis mine&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the take-away point for us is that the circumstances we find ourselves in don’t determine success&lt;em&gt; or&lt;/em&gt; failure in God’s eyes. Oftentimes circumstances are out of our control. We have to trust God with that, just as Joseph did. But if we serve God faithfully in whatever circumstances we find ourselves in, doing whatever our hands find to do with all our might (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;see &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=ecclesiates%209:10&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Ecclesiastes 9:10a&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;), this is success in God’s eyes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul’s message to slaves in Colossians 3:22-24 sums this up well:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Slaves, obey your earthly masters in everything; and do it, not only when their eye is on you and to win their favor, but with sincerity of heart and reverence for the Lord. Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men, since you know that you will receive an inheritance from the Lord as a reward. It is the Lord Christ you are serving.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;If we know God is with us, as Joseph obviously did, and we serve Him in all circumstances, He will bless our efforts with success right where we are. And even if we don’t see that success on society’s terms, we can trust that, in God’s eyes, we’re doing well indeed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, help us keep our eyes on You, serving You only through all we do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*Results of my research:&lt;/strong&gt; Oh! I get it. You back up the truck because you never know what may&lt;em&gt; "turn-up"&lt;/em&gt; when you go over the ground a second time. Clever--that phrase gets creativity points. 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It’s one of my favorites! (The book, not the month—not that there’s anything wrong with October. It’s a perfectly fine month. But I’m referring to the book.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the book of Genesis because it’s a book of stories, fascinating stories we begin telling children from their earliest years, yet stories adults can learn from, too. I recently heard it referred to as the soap opera that resulted from the Fall.* That made me giggle, and I suppose it’s true. The difference is, these stories show God at work, carrying out His perfect plan among and on the behalf of the fallen people He has decided to redeem because He loves us &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so much&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My point today is that we can always learn something new from Genesis. This is true of all of God’s Word, but I think we sometimes take Genesis for granted. It &lt;em&gt;is &lt;/em&gt;the beginning and many of us learn its stories from&lt;em&gt; our&lt;/em&gt; beginning and they become so familiar to us. It’s easy to consider skipping over them, thinking that if we can recite them by heart, then we’ve learned all we can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But there’s &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;more!&lt;/span&gt; Every reading there’s &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when I read through the story of Noah (&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=genesis%206-9:17&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Genesis 6-9:17&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;) this time, these two passages caught my attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Noah did everything just as God commanded him.”&lt;/em&gt; –Genesis 6:22&lt;/blockquote&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“By the first day of the first month of Noah's six hundred and first year, the water had dried up from the earth. Noah then removed the covering from the ark and saw that the surface of the ground was dry. By the twenty-seventh day of the second month the earth was completely dry. Then God said to Noah, ‘Come out of the ark, you and your wife and your sons and their wives.’”&lt;/em&gt; –Genesis 8:13-15&lt;/blockquote&gt;Did you catch that?! The ground was dry on the&lt;em&gt; first&lt;/em&gt; day of the month. It was completely dry on the &lt;em&gt;27th &lt;/em&gt;day of the month. Noah &lt;em&gt;saw&lt;/em&gt; that it was dry, but &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he waited&lt;/span&gt;. He waited in an ark full of stir crazy animals with his stir crazy family for almost a full month. He&lt;em&gt; stayed&lt;/em&gt; in that ark &lt;em&gt;in spite&lt;/em&gt; of what he saw &lt;em&gt;until &lt;/em&gt;God told him to come out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow! When Moses wrote that Noah did everything just as God commanded him, he wasn’t kidding. And since Noah was the one man chosen (with his family) to be spared from the flood, I think we should take note. (I also think we should hope and pray it doesn’t take us 601 years to learn to wait on God, ‘cause sometimes I think, with me, it might.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a few more Genesis lessons to share, but this post is long enough for today. I’ll share more thoughts in coming days. In the meantime, happy studying! If you’re wondering what to read now, consider giving good old Genesis a brand new try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Sermon by Mike Reeves, October 25, 2009&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;For last year's thoughts on Noah, click &lt;a href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/2008/08/what-about-noah.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-5322281055595042818?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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That song truly does draw my soul to sing as it so beautifully proclaims God’s creative, awesome, eternal &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. How great You are, O Lord! How great You &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;are!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, during the offering, the pianist continued her worship theme, playing and singing Chris Tomlin’s modern hymn, &lt;em&gt;“Indescribable”&lt;/em&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“From the highest of heights to the depths of the sea&lt;br /&gt;Creation's revealing Your majesty . . .&lt;br /&gt;Indescribable, uncontainable,&lt;br /&gt;You placed the stars in the sky and You know them by name.&lt;br /&gt;You are amazing God.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;My mind pondered the parallels between the two songs, written more than a century apart, proclaiming the same incredible Truth. And then I remembered Psalm 8:3-4:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“When I consider your heavens, the work of your fingers,&lt;br /&gt;the moon and the stars, which you have set in place,&lt;br /&gt;what is man that you are mindful of him,&lt;br /&gt;the son of man that you care for him?”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SuW8j7rH69I/AAAAAAAAA78/fNqfJtRw44w/s1600-h/zmIMG_2005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5396927053973416914" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SuW8j7rH69I/AAAAAAAAA78/fNqfJtRw44w/s200/zmIMG_2005.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It seems people have been drawn throughout time to worship God, the Creator of all, through the works of His hands. All that we see and consider in nature reveals the true nature of our almighty God. The heavens, especially, declare His unfathomable greatness! Our God’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;huge!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; Yet He creates tiny, delicate flowers that sometimes go unseen—just because He wants to—and He counts the hairs on our heads and makes no two snowflakes the same! As we think about this, we &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; to sing, to praise, to pray, to fall on our knees and proclaim His glory with adoration, wonder, and inexpressible &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;awe&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve heard of a star registry, where people can apply (and pay) to have stars named for themselves or those they love. But God’s already named them! They are His Creation; He holds them in His hands! He’s &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Others believe that if they are very, very good and follow all the rules, someday, God will give them planets or solar systems of their own to rule over just as He does. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But God already rules over them all!&lt;/span&gt; There is only one God—and He can manage &lt;em&gt;ev-er-y-thing!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We don’t exist to make great names for ourselves—to claim stars or planets or people or things. We exist to glorify and proclaim God’s incomprehensively &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;majestic &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;name! And yet, we’re so &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;very small&lt;/span&gt;. To think that our little voices, among all the other little voices that ever have or ever will exist, &lt;em&gt;matter&lt;/em&gt; to the God who hangs the stars in the sky without even burning His fingers on that which would vaporize us in an instant from light years away. . . He invites us to sing, to live lives that bring glory to His worthy name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He loves us each so much! That’s &lt;em&gt;indescribable&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-2962416571103071825?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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True--it has its problems and dangers, so I approach it with caution and care. But anytime I want to know a fact (the meaning of a word, a historical detail, specifics about a current event), all I have to do is turn my computer on, find my favorite search engine, type a few words, and suddenly all the answers are there! I no longer have to wonder until I find the time to go to the library or purchase a newspaper, if I find the time at all. No effort needed aside from a few quick keystrokes. Knowledge is available like never before!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wisdom, however, is different. Wisdom is knowledge gained from experience. I may be able to find an advice columnist on-line who is willing to share her wisdom concerning a particular situation, but her wisdom may not be right for my situation. She doesn’t live in my shoes; she hasn’t experienced my life. Different circumstances call for different solutions; finding them requires personal wisdom, wisdom from within.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How does one gain the kind of wisdom that protects, loves, and watches over a person? This wisdom comes from God. So easy to say! But how do we access it? By filling our hearts and minds with His Word--reading, studying, memorizing, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;devouring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; God invites us to take it all in--&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;His wisdom!&lt;/span&gt; He wants us to internalize it, make it a part of ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If we do this, then, when difficult circumstances arise, God’s Spirit will act as a search engine, pulling the verses we need onto the screen of our awareness, so we’ll know how best to respond. With practice and experience, this wisdom comes more easily, giving us confidence in our ability to handle new situations wisely with God’s help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we can’t forget to pray. Asking for wisdom pleases God. He’s ready to give us all we need at any time.  (Again, that's easy to say, but remembering to do this, training ourselves to make prayer our first response and to trust that God will answer takes practice, determination, and time.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Google for knowledge. For wsidom, go to God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Father, open my heart and mind to Wisdom. I choose to honor her. Let her protect and watch over me, helping me make right choices to successfully live Your way. Thank You in Jesus’ name. 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I don’t know where it came from, but my husband and I both love books and somehow this one wandered into our collection. It caught my attention because it tells about ministry to troubled teens living on the streets; it was written by a nun, Sister Mary Rose O’Geady. I decided to see what she had to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are You Out There, God?&lt;/em&gt; is a collection of letters written by Sister O’Geady to people who support the Covenant House ministry through prayer. Each letter tells the story of a different child living on the street either by choice (the runaway) or through abandonment. The stories are heartbreaking—sometimes horrific; some end triumphantly, some hopefully, some not yet, but maybe someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I read through the first three or four stories, I noticed something strange within myself. My mind recognized that the stories were atrocious, but my heart didn’t seem to feel anything at all—it was actually taking in the information rather matter-of-factly. My mind didn’t think this was right. It told my heart to make me break down and cry. My heart stubbornly ignored it, remaining stoic. I asked God about this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;“Lord, these children’s lives are nightmares I can’t even begin to imagine. Millions of children are living on the streets right now experiencing things no one should. I don’t ever want to be callous to such a thing. Help me respond as You want me to.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The phrase, &lt;em&gt;“For this child I prayed,”&lt;/em&gt; (from 1 Samuel 1:27&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;KJV&lt;/span&gt;) came to mind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that phrase! It’s actually part of Hannah’s explanation to Priest Eli as she left her son, Samuel, to serve at the Temple. (See 1 Samuel 1.) Hannah had been barren. Year after year, she had prayed for a child. When she finally conceived and bore Samuel, she gave him back to God for life!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah’s story is one of hope for childless couples, and her statement, &lt;em&gt;“For this child I prayed,”&lt;/em&gt; is usually associated with thanksgiving for a long-awaited child. Christian bookstores carry beautiful pictures of mothers holding new babies. Hannah’s phrase is often the caption for these. I love that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I wasn’t thinking about eagerly anticipated new babies. I was thinking about lost teenagers. I believe God was showing me the statement can apply to these, too. Covenant House workers invite all the children they can in from off the street—and for each of these, they pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’ll pray, too!&lt;br /&gt;For the prodigal—&lt;br /&gt;For the forsaken—&lt;br /&gt;For the hungry—&lt;br /&gt;For the hurting—&lt;br /&gt;For the homeless—&lt;br /&gt;For these children, I’ll pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And as God leads, I’ll do more as I can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://happytodesign.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 160px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393906069662865698" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/StsA_gIUGSI/AAAAAAAAA7M/gaMXBLI-UhQ/s200/Sunday+Favorites.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My heart and mind are getting along now. I don’t think they ever weren’t. My heart just didn’t want to accept that what my eyes were reading was true. Children shouldn’t suffer like that—not anywhere, not ever, not even if they brought their troubles on themselves. God created them, He loves them, and He’s waiting to welcome them home—into His arms, into the homes of people who will care for them the way He originally planned. That is my prayer: that they’ll find their way there, that those who can will help, including me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I prayed for this child, and the LORD has granted me what I asked of him.”&lt;/em&gt; –1 Samuel 1:27&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God answered Hannah’s prayer—so for these children, I’ll pray: &lt;em&gt;May their lives come to honor God as Samuel’s did. Amen.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;Lord,&lt;br /&gt;Please provide food for those who don't have any &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and shelter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;and safety.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt;You've already provided salvation--their most crucial need.&lt;br /&gt;Please draw them to find it.&lt;br /&gt;Thank You, Lord.&lt;br /&gt;Amen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bloggerspirit.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 191px; height: 139px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/StsGvJSQwoI/AAAAAAAAA7c/-eGxGj_DAaU/s200/bloggerspiritsidebar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393912385722434178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Are You Out There, God?&lt;/em&gt; was written in 1996, but the Covenant House ministry is still going strong in several major cities around the world. For more information, click &lt;a href="http://www.covenanthouse.org/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Originally published September 25, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-3144486719573777315?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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I think. (The non-ending still has me perplexed.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Green&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;is a story of fallen mankind, and God’s plan to restore, and Satan’s plan to destroy. It’s an allegory of the biggest spiritual battle of all time. And what’s spiritual, or unseen in the real world, becomes literal and seen in the world of the Circle. So it’s not pretty. In fact, it’s mostly dark and horrific and frightening and highly disturbing. You may have nightmares. Be warned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the story also includes the Great Romance—God’s love for His children, their love for Him, and the hope and help He provides to those who remain faithful to the end. One scene was so beautiful, it brought tears to my eyes. That scene made the book worth my time. I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; is an unusual book. Book Zero of the &lt;em&gt;Circle&lt;/em&gt; series, you can read it first or last and it will still make sense—to a point. It’s also the sequel, of sorts, to &lt;em&gt;Showdown &lt;/em&gt;and is related to the &lt;em&gt;Lost Books&lt;/em&gt; series, too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you’ve never read a Ted Dekker novel before, I’d recommend starting with something tamer, yet equally enthralling, like &lt;em&gt;Blink&lt;/em&gt;. If you’re eager to start the &lt;em&gt;Circle&lt;/em&gt; series, I’d recommend starting with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Though Dekker has written it to work like a circle, the loop didn’t, to me, completely work—it did loop, but it didn’t seem faithful to the subject of the allegory. I’m not sure what Dekker was trying to communicate with that. If you start with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, however, &lt;em&gt;White&lt;/em&gt; will leave you as a reader, in the end, in a happier and more satisfying place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you want the allegory without the violent, horror extreme, you can still just read &lt;em&gt;Black&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;em&gt;Red&lt;/em&gt;, and &lt;em&gt;White&lt;/em&gt; without &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. 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In fact, on a cloudy day, we don’t get any. I’ve found three places in our house where I can usually find a signal in even the worst weather, but even then, there are times when I have to dial over and over again to get through. It’s frustrating at those times!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To help, my husband ordered some cell phone boosters. You place them inside your phone next to the battery. They are supposed to focus the signal so you get better reception. At first, my son and I didn’t notice a difference; then Seth read that you can put two of these things in your phone for even better reception. He tried it, and it actually works! We still have to walk around the house searching for a signal on occasion, but most of the time we have at least two bars.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurs to me that going to church is like using those cell phone boosters. It's not about the preaching--though this student does appreciate one that feeds her appetite. It's not about the music style or church decor, either--though great music and an aesthetic atmosphere are nice. What really matters overall is me or you being there with God’s people. Jesus said, &lt;em&gt;“For where two or three come together in my name, there am I with them”&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Matthew 18:20&lt;/span&gt;) . It's the coming together that gives us all a boost because the coming together welcomes God into our midst!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/StG-1CxY6QI/AAAAAAAAA64/8glTjybAMPw/s1600-h/zjkIMG_2394.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/StG-1CxY6QI/AAAAAAAAA64/8glTjybAMPw/s200/zjkIMG_2394.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5391300047425562882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yes, God hears my prayers when I am alone. Yes, I can worship Him and study the Bible alone--I often do. But corporate worship provides a weekly boost, helps me and fellow worshippers focus, and helps us all hear more from God. When His people unite, there really are more bars, and (if I keep my battery charged with prayer) the signal will last all week—no matter how many life storms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Related verses:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=psalm%20122:1&amp;version=NIV"&gt;Psalm 122:1&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=hebrews%2010:25&amp;version=NIV"&gt;Hebrews 10:25&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Originally published July 18, 2008.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-8288728999423725253?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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My favorite strategy is to find a dark corner with a wall to hide behind that has a small peephole. Then I can just sit there and play sniper until my husband and boys come looking for me. (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;They always do—I’m an easy target—many, quick points! I sometimes suspect it’s why they want me to play.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last time I played, however, a different teenager found me. I’d never seen this kid before, but he had me in his sight—point blank! He paused to savor the moment, loudly yelling, &lt;em&gt;“Ah ha!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What was a girl to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My reflexes took over. I simply put my hand up in front of his laser. He pulled the trigger, but the kill didn’t register. My hand was in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perplexed, the boy started to argue, &lt;em&gt;“You can’t do that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shot him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Then I ran!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Laser tag’s not supposed to be lethal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I think it would have been that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When Satan has us in his sight at point blank range, he wants us to believe it’s all over—that he’s rendered us &lt;em&gt;powerless&lt;/em&gt;. But all we have to do is raise our hand to heaven and call on God in faith. Not only will God block the flaming arrows, but He’ll also fight for us (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Exodus+14:14&amp;amp;version=NIV"&gt;Exodus 14:14&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Satan may yell, &lt;em&gt;“Hey! You can’t do that!”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;But you can&lt;/span&gt;—God wants you to!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then you can run safely away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You, Lord! You are strong and You are here and You want to fight to protect me. Remind me to use my shield of faith, calling on You first, whenever there’s a need. With You on my side, I’m safe. Amen!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-6772090731520176791?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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But now he’s actually turning his back on me and snubbing me with that cute, little stump of a tail. He’s even refusing to accept Cheerios—his favorite! The honey nut kind!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Why’s he so mad?”&lt;/em&gt; you ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems I had the nerve to clean his cage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No. It’s not the first time I’ve cleaned his cage, but for some reason, this cleaning rattled him. Maybe he’s decided he’s had enough. If he wants a messy cage, he should have a messy cage, and what right do I have to change anything in his cozy, little world without his permission—even if it's for his own good?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid hamster.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He’s missing out on his favorite of all treats just because I cleaned out the garbage and made his little home a healthier and more pleasant place to live. Does he really think he’s punishing &lt;em&gt;me&lt;/em&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;How often do we do the same thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God clears out the clutter, changes a few things for our own good. But instead of seeing the good and being thankful for it, we get angry, complain, avoid fellowship, and refuse the offered blessings from His hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“No, thank You, Lord,”&lt;/em&gt; we pray. &lt;em&gt;“We liked things the way they were, and until you put them back, we’ve decided to be mad.”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Thankfully, God continues to reach out to us. If we’re wise, we eventually respond. God offers so much more than Cheerios! And fellowship with Him is the sweetest kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lord, forgive us when we refuse to see the good You do for us each day. Fill us with thanksgiving that we can enjoy precious fellowship with You all the time. In Jesus Name, we pray. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This post is fondly dedicated to the memory of Titan’s adopted brother, Chewbacca Reeves (April or May 2008-October 5, 2009). May he rest in peace and find hamster heaven full of Honey Nut Cheerios. They were his favorite, too! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-9127818495433028405?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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In Sarah Young’s book, &lt;em&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;/em&gt;, she writes (as if Jesus is talking to us personally):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"If you make problem-solving secondary to the goal of living close to Me, you can find joy even in your most difficult days."&lt;/em&gt; (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;p. 292&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/blockquote&gt;I think if we revise that just a little bit, we have the answer to our question. If our primary goal is &lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;always to live close to Jesus&lt;/span&gt;, godless living and sinful pleasures won’t be able to find any place in our lives. Whew! One less problem to solve just by keeping our most important life goal in view.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/Ssnv3E9IpRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/xs7yk_ECgSg/s1600-h/zjaIMG_2390.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/Ssnv3E9IpRI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/xs7yk_ECgSg/s200/zjaIMG_2390.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389102158627513618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I wrote about this yesterday at my other blog: &lt;em&gt;Home Is Where God Sends You&lt;/em&gt;. To summarize, I wrote that we avoid Satan’s traps by disciplining ourselves to be aware of God’s Presence always. Then I listed suggestions on how to do this. Click &lt;a href="http://homeiswheregodsendsyou.blogspot.com/2009/10/trip-tip-4-walk-with-jesus.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; if you’d like to read that post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As part of this discipline, particularly regarding&lt;em&gt; today’s&lt;/em&gt; discussion question, I think we should pray often as David did:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;“Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts. See if there is any offensive way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting.”&lt;/em&gt; –Psalm 139:33-34&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then we need to let the Holy Spirit do His job. According to Jesus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When he comes, he will convict the world of guilt in regard to sin and righteousness and judgment:"&lt;/em&gt; --John 16:8&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then we need to listen and obey and continue to walk ever closer to Jesus all the time. As we listen for His voice and seek His face, we won't be tempted to wander away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You, Lord, for Your Presence in our lives. Remind us constantly that You are &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;here&lt;/span&gt;. Help us to walk closely to You, to study Your Word, to listen for Your voice, and to always obey. You created us for companionship. Help us to walk with You constantly as Your faithful friends. Amen.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-7587419704434433138?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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My mother called me the Saturday night before to let me know that she’d collapsed unexpectedly and been rushed to the hospital. After running tests, the doctor had given her only two short weeks to live. My husband purchased plane tickets for Monday, so I could fly across country to say goodbye. I began packing my bags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, in church, we sang, &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0xwzItqYmII&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded#"&gt;&lt;em&gt;“I Can Only Imagine.”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I’ve always loved this song, but on this morning I thought, &lt;blockquote&gt;“&lt;em&gt;Soon Grandma won’t have to imagine—she’ll know!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;As I sang the song, I tried to imagine what Grandma would experience when she met Jesus face to face for the first time. As I pictured Jesus welcoming her home, I worshipped and thanked Him and praised His holy Name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother called as we were walking in the door after church. Grandma had died early that morning in her sleep. I wouldn't get to say good-bye, yet I recognized that song as a gift of comfort to me. As I had imagined Grandma entering God’s Presence, she was already there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://signsmiraclesandwonders.blogspot.com/2008/03/then-sings-my-soul-saturdays-inaugural.html"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; FLOAT: right; PADDING-TOP: 0px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_LbcbA4xmEgs/R9L2sBkLVvI/AAAAAAAAAKI/wBr0rikJufE/s200/then_sings_my_soul.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A few days later, at Grandma’s memorial service, one of her nieces joked that Grandma was probably complaining to Jesus about missing the party and begging Him to let her come—for just a few hours or so. We all laughed. The comment fit Grandma’s personality so perfectly. She loved being with her family and friends—always the more, the merrier. She would have loved her memorial.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet later I realized that Grandma was enjoying a party of her own. Jesus, Himself, was welcoming her home. She was standing or bowing or singing or praising or suddenly silent—no way! And whatever she was doing, she was surrounded by husband, parents, grandparents, brothers, and friends who’d gone before. In Heaven with those most precious people and Jesus, Himself, face to face at last, I don’t think she missed us at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know she’s waiting for us, right beside her beloved Lord. (In fact, I like to think &lt;a href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-expiration-date.html"&gt;she’s still talking to Him about us,&lt;/a&gt; urging Him to work in our hearts, to faithfully lead us &lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt; to join them in that place.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someday we’ll stand in God’s Presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can only imagine that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-9200787457335678843?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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And God is faithful; he will not let you be tempted beyond what you can bear. But when you are tempted, he will also provide a way out so that you can stand up under it. Therefore, my dear friends, flee from idolatry.”&lt;/em&gt; –1 Corinthians 10:13-14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 Corinthians 10:13 always brings a vivid image to my mind. Our youth leader had us memorize it when I was about 16. He told us that being tempted is like finding ourselves stuck in a box. Satan wants us to believe there is no way out; we have to give in and sin. But 1 Corinthians 10:13 promises an escape—always! When we are tempted, God will provide a way out. We &lt;em&gt;never&lt;/em&gt; have to yield to sin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And along these lines, I’ve found that once you begin looking for the escape hatch, your mind loses its preoccupation with the temptation. In other words, sometimes, just choosing to look for a way out &lt;em&gt;is&lt;/em&gt; the way out! If it isn’t, though, we pray and seek and trust that our faithful God will show us the right and safe way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I considered this verse again this week, however, I noticed the connection between verses 13 and 14. The NIV separates these verses into different sections, so it’s easy to miss. But consider the verses together as Paul would have written them. First, we’re stuck in a box called temptation. We look for the promised way out. &lt;em&gt;Then&lt;/em&gt; we flee from idolatry. Paul didn’t tell us to run from the temptation; he told us to run from&lt;em&gt; idolatry&lt;/em&gt;. It occurs to me that maybe they are the same thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For example, when someone is tempted to lie that person is either protecting her reputation (idolizing herself) or trying to get something she’s not meant to have (idolizing the object). She’s putting herself or her wants above God. I think if we traced the motives behind any other sin we might be tempted to commit, we’d find the same—deep inside we’re deciding that something or someone is more important to us than God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.deedee-warren.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 3px; PADDING-RIGHT: 3px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-TOP: 3px" src="http://i146.photobucket.com/albums/r278/splitdecisionz/simple%20and%20elegant/tuesdaystogether.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; This thought leads us to another escape hatch. When we are tempted, we look for the way out by looking to God. We focus on Him. We worship Him. We thank Him for Who He is and for what He has done. Then our minds will flee from idolatry as our hearts fill with our &lt;em&gt;real&lt;/em&gt; desire for God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God not only&lt;em&gt; provides&lt;/em&gt; an escape hatch, He&lt;em&gt; is&lt;/em&gt; the escape hatch. When tempted, we must turn our eyes back to Him, acknowledge that He is Lord over all, and keep Him in first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Thank You, Lord, for providing the way out, so we never have to yield to sin. When anything attempts to compete with You, remind us to worship, praise, and thank. You are God--the only One. Nothing is more important to our lives than knowing You.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-3370009652266608925?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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The Old Testament portion is presented in chronological order rather than traditional. On the positive side, I’ve enjoyed being able to read something from the New Testament every day. On the other hand, jumping around all over the Bible getting just small doses of this and that sometimes frustrated me. I was surprised to see unusual connections between the books, though—Ezra and Revelation actually go together well. Others books did, too. Overall, it’s been an interesting adventure in Bible study, but I’m looking forward to returning to the traditional arrangement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Pearls of Great Price&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Joni Eareckson Tada and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Jesus Calling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Sarah Young—the two daily devotionals I’ve been working my way through this year. Both are outstanding!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Parenting Is Your Highest Calling and 8 Other Myths That Trap Us in Worry and Guilt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Leslie Leyland Fields. I’m so glad I found this book! I especially recommend it to parents of older children and teens. Biblically grounded concepts set parents free from impossible and unreasonable cultural expectations while showing how to parent God’s way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;Secure in Heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Robin Weidner. An excellent study of God’s character showing how He provides &lt;em&gt;all &lt;/em&gt;the security we women need.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;A Time of War&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Gilbert Morris. Book 5 of the &lt;em&gt;American Odyssey&lt;/em&gt; series. This story continues the decade by decade saga of the Stuart clan, this portion set in the 1940’s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;Green&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; by Ted Dekker. Though it’s not on my nightstand yet, I hope to start this book&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;today&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, my latest Book Review Blogger choice from Thomas Nelson Publishers. Hurry up, UPS! &lt;em&gt;Green&lt;/em&gt; is the fourth book in the &lt;em&gt;Circle &lt;/em&gt;trilogy. (Yes, I meant to say it that way.) I can’t wait to see what happens next! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Hang in there, Justin! I’ll send it your way when I’m done.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That’s all you’ve caught me with this time. I wonder what &lt;em&gt;next&lt;/em&gt; month will bring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;*Yes, I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/2008/12/why-i-put-my-one-year-bible-away.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;put my One Year Bible away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;, but this one entered my house and I&lt;em&gt; had&lt;/em&gt; to pick it up. 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Some are starting week two or three, others week six or seven. In any case, September seems like the perfect time to remind ourselves to keep them in our prayers--daily! (&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I originally published this post on October 11, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have quite a burden for our schools and the precious people who inhabit them almost daily. Don’t even get me started down that wild path of thought. Instead of travelling that direction, let’s let the road sign provide this week’s parachute prayer—literally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like to get started pretty early most mornings. If I have errands to run, I’m bound to go through several school zones, pass a few school busses, and even stop to wait whil&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SPHf9lTipvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/RBSQYBqpp38/s1600-h/School3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; FLOAT: right; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256228489197168370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SPHf9lTipvI/AAAAAAAAAT0/RBSQYBqpp38/s200/School3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;e those busses pick up children beginning their day. If you are an afternoon person, you’ll see and do the same as the routes run in reverse. Let’s use these sights and actions as a call to prayer. When we see the bright yellow school zone signs or busses and begin to slow or stop, we can le&lt;a href="http://highwaytrafficsupply.com/images/regulatory_signs.html/S2-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;t them remind us to pray for the students, teachers, administrators, parents—even for government officials or groups that work together on our children’s behalf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The system might not be perfect, but it is impacting the next generation in a significant way. Therefore, we must pray—for the system and for those who function within it. I know some amazing teachers! I’m even related to more than a few! They care about kids, want to make a difference in their lives, and are helping to set &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SPHgNp2pL8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ylttMkZJCM8/s1600-h/School1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256228765296046018" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5_7N2-LU-8g/SPHgNp2pL8I/AAAAAAAAAT8/ylttMkZJCM8/s200/School1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;them on the path to a productive and fulfilling future. They deserve our prayers as they strive to do this. Let’s thank God for teachers like these—and ask Him to send more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also know some amazing kids—and just happen to be related to more than a few of those, too! In some cases, I can only imagine the challenges they face; so let’s pray for the kids as well. They need all the strength and encouragement and wisdom they can get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve listed quite a bit to pray for during the 30 seconds or so it takes to drive through a school zone or wait for a bus, but that’s the beauty of a parachute prayer. When we see signs of schools, we’ll pray for whichever of these God brings to mind at the time. Together, with His help, we’ll cover it all. When we see signs of schools, let’s pray.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="BlogSign" src="http://i374.photobucket.com/albums/oo190/ReevesJR7/BlogSign.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5082266772280044768-3064608320464074283?l=wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="feedflare"&gt;
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Is there a balance? Do you think this is even a healthy approach when you are examining yourself in regards to your relationship with Christ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Being a born and bred perfectionist through and through, I find that when I focus on my accomplishments, I either become discouraged because I can’t do everything I think I should or extremely self-satisfied for reaching a desired goal. Neither is what God wants for me. My worth doesn’t come from what I do or do not do—and it doesn’t change from day to day based on what I can or can’t complete.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when I find myself caught up in this trap, I know it’s time to spend some extra time with Jesus. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(I wrote about just such an internal battle recently. You can read those posts &lt;a href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/2009/09/thankful-thursday-for-gods-command-to.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://wildflowerthinking.blogspot.com/2009/09/hamster-distractions.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think we are afraid to stop what we’re doing to sit and spend time with Jesus. We become so performance driven that we fear running out of time, failing, or letting someone down. In reality, we’re letting Satan distract us, so that we’re actually letting Jesus down. He created us for relationship, to love and worship Him. We can only find true life fulfillment as we dwell in His Presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That doesn’t mean we’ll never accomplish anything. As we talk with Jesus, He shows us what to do and leads us to do it in His timing and power and under His direction. There is no greater feeling than knowing He is pleased with our lives. That sense of &lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Matthew+25:21&amp;version=NIV"&gt;“Well done good and faithful servant”&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt; beats unnecessary self-recrimination or perhaps unwarranted, self-satisfaction every time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jesus, thank You for being a constant in my life and for loving me just the same each day. Lead me to do as I seek time with You. I long to live and move and have my being in You moment by moment, always. That's what makes my existence worth something. In Your dear name I pray. 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