Perseverance

What will the future hold?

debbestillandlisten's avatarDebBe Still and Listen

I have been reading the book of Daniel and “perseverance” has popped into my head quite a few times throughout the reading of this book. Daniel was a persistent and faithful man. He prayed three times a day since he was a young child.

Now there were some officials that were jealous of Daniel and they could not find any faults with him. So they devised a plan that would definitely make some trouble in Daniel’s life. These men figured the only way they could trap Daniel was by tricking the King into signing a decree against anyone who worshipped any other god besides the King- (King Darius).

So what was the first thing Daniel did after gaining knowledge of the signing of the decree, a decree condemning all who prayed to or worshipped any other god besides the King would be thrown into the lion’s den.

Daniel…

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Little I Things I Don’t Want To Forget

We left Killarney and headed towards the coast and the Cliffs of Moher. It was Wednesday. Once again our GPS directed us on some of the smallest roads I had ever seen through rocky countryside that makes my country town feel like a veritable city. It felt most times as thought we were miles from civilisation and that Ireland was all but empty of human life.

We arrived at the visitor’s center at Moher  around 11 A.M. and discovered that a boat tour of the cliffs was launching at three from the town of Doolin some twenty minutes down the road. Since we had the option of making our own way we decided to eat our lunch atop the cliffs and make our way to Doolin for the three hour wait.

 

I suppose while we saw many grand sights on the Emerald Isle it was the little things I will remember most, those things that made the trip truly unique: The smell of peat burning as we passed through villages in the countryside, the fact that pharmacies in Ireland are depicted by neon green crosses, the mirror at the hotel room in Galway that didn’t fog in the middle, the color of the buildings, the way the country roads all have a strip of the greenest grass growing down the center. It is the little memories that made the place stand out, that made it all so magical.

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A Touch Of Majesty

 

While we truly enjoyed Blarney Castle, Amanda and I were glad to be shed of the traffic of Cork. I have to admit I get a little excitable in heavy traffic and Cork had no shortage of that. Add the whole left side of the road thing and forgetting which side of the car to look out of as I entered incoming traffic and  you can just imagine how our sense of inner peace was challenged.

Things got better, though, as we headed toward the Mangerton Mountains and the town of Killarney in Co Kerry.

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The word majestic is apropos’ here. I cannot suppose it is the size of the mountains or even the color. Yet there is no mistaking the otherworldly quality of the place that makes you feel you have entered the domain of kings or of the King. There again,was the sense of loneliness that became so familiar to us as we traveled the island. Yet, there was something else too as we drove into Killarney, a sense that somehow God was sharing with us some secret key to His own majesty. Many times as I travelled through Ireland I was struck by the truth that here in this place I was having a unique experience, one I could not have anywhere else in the wide-world.

The questions and truths of Psalm chapter eight seemed to echo through the landscape and somehow the terrain itself called back the answers.

Psalm 8

For the choir director: A psalm of David, to be accompanied by a stringed instrument.[a]

O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!
    Your glory is higher than the heavens.
You have taught children and infants
    to tell of your strength,
silencing your enemies
    and all who oppose you.

When I look at the night sky and see the work of your fingers—
    the moon and the stars you set in place—
what are mere mortals that you should think about them,
    human beings that you should care for them?
Yet you made them only a little lower than God
    and crowned them[e] with glory and honor.
You gave them charge of everything you made,
    putting all things under their authority—
the flocks and the herds
    and all the wild animals,
the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea,
    and everything that swims the ocean currents.

O Lord, our Lord, your majestic name fills the earth!

Jesus wept,…we rejoice!

We are the reason He gave His life. He is the reason we can rejoice in ours!

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Thanks be to God, who gives us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ (I Corinthians 15:57).

The victory is yours…in all circumstances.  So claim it!  It’s your birthright.  This doesn’t mean that the Christian can never suffer defeat or experience difficult times in life.  But it does mean that Jesus is with you no matter what the situation.  The peace of victory comes in the midst of problems and in spite of them.

The strength for overcoming and gaining victory continually comes from Jesus.  The Bible does not teach that sin is completely removed from the Christian in this life, but it does teach that sin shall no longer reign over you.  So when some temptation comes upon you and you falter and give in to it, bring it to the Cross.  You may not always immediately feel the joy, but it is always available to us.  Remember, Weeping may endure for…

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Where Is Your Focus?

What do you think? What should we be excited about?

debbestillandlisten's avatarDebBe Still and Listen

There have been so many times I’ve said, ‘Thank you, God!’ when things seem to not be going so good mainly because I know Jesus is coming soon. Well, the other night my sister was watching some program on TV and I overheard a comment that shot straight to my heart.  This was the comment;

 I’m sick and tired of Christians rejoicing of Jesus’ return because we should be more sorrowful for the lost that will be left behind rather than celebrating for ourselves.

 Instantly, I’m like whoa, wait a minute why can’t I be happy about Jesus’ return? I am a child of God why shouldn’t I be excited about the return of my Lord and Savior especially since we are living in the end-times, right?  Getting to meet Jesus face to face will be so amazing and wonderful somehow rejoicing just doesn’t seem to be enough! No…

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A Do-It-Yourself Guide?

Apart from God we can do nothing!

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Man proposes, God disposes.  (Or, as the old Yiddish proverb says, Man plans, God laughs.)

This is a translation from a passage in “The Imitation of Christ” by the German-born, Thomas à Kempis (c.1380-1471): For the resolutions of the just depend rather on the grace of God than on their own wisdom; and in Him they always put their trust, whatever they take in hand.  For man proposes, but God disposes; neither is the way of man in his own hands.  This may be a reflection of a verse in the Bible (Proverbs 16:9): We can make our plans, but the LORD determines our steps.  Shakespeare, too, had a similar message in Hamlet by Hamlet: There is a divinity that shapes our ends, rough-hew them how we will.

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Human beings can make any plans they want, but it’s God who decides success or failure.  Can you imagine what would have…

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Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: The Color Green

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This week’s Fun Fotos all have to be about being: GREEN

Cee’s Fun Foto Challenge: The Color Green

“It’s not easy being green” as Kermit D. Frog says, unless of course you have just been to the Emerald Isle.

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Actually I don’t think green was as hard as blue now that I think of it!

On the Banks Of the Liffey

People many times before and since my return from Ireland have asked, “Did you go because you have family ties to Ireland?”

The answer is no. As far as I know noone in my blood-line is of Irish descent. I don’t know how I managed to come from Massachusetts and miss out on Irish blood but there you have it. I am not Irish. But I have long been a fan of Irish music and if there is any reason for going to Ireland beyond my daughter’s desire to go then that is it. The music  inspired me to the act. And I found it a profound thing that just about everywhere I went on the island reminded me of a song.

Dublin brought up this tune from my childhood:

 

We spent the day touring Dublin along the banks of the Liffey. At this point in the trip I was sleeping in short bursts as my arms were continually waking me up in the night, or maybe it was just jet lag manifesting. At any rate our touring was done by about three. Amanda napped. I soaked my arms and by six we were eating in the hotel restauraunt. I had a lamb burger. Yummy!

 

Here a little, there a little…

Guard the gates.

Ken Knowlton's avatarartistdayapart

Talk about two sides to the same coin…In Isaiah chapter 28, God emphasizes something by having Isaiah repeat the same exact words twice.  But what a difference in the outcome.  He tells us things to make understanding easy.  He tells us everything over and over—one line at a time, one line at a time, a little here, and a little there! (Isaiah 28:10)  If we would only listen, He has promised, here is a place of rest; let the weary rest here.  This is a place of quiet rest.”  But they would not listen.  All we have to do is follow His precepts one little step at a time.


  

My wife reminded me of something the other day that I think we all forget at times.  Most of the problems in our lives don’t come out of nowhere.  I’m talking about the things in each of our lives…

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