Posts Tagged 'Look at God'

Are You Ready?

Wow.

Watch this with the speakers on.

 

Thanks to Kari for finding and sharing.

All We Need–Eternally Speaking

Well, this isn’t really a post for the atheists, but for the rest of us out there, a question: 

What do you think will be the requirement for you to enter into heaven, once you’ve passed from this life?

As for me, being a Bible-kind-of girl, I don’t believe that anyone will be able to merely claim they are a Christian.

(“Why, here’s my membership card in Christian Club of the Earth.”  “Why thanks, that’s really all we needed.  Come right in.”  Umm.  No.)

I also don’t believe that we can “good work” our way into heaven or that there is some tally of good stuff versus bad stuff and that if the bad list is shorter than the good list, we’re in.

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(Sounds more like Santa Claus–naughty and nice list–do you suppose that’s where we got that nonsense?  Perhaps the “faith without works is dead”argument…but nooooo.  Consider the context.  It just isn’t so.)

Nope.  Good works and church attendance and even membership in the Christian Club are not enough. 

All we’ll be able to count on when we stand before the Lord at the end of our life on this earth, is the blood of Jesus. 

Seriously, think about it.  We’re all a big mess and there’s not not one of us who could stand sinless before God on our own.  He does care about sin; He can’t coexist with it.  Providing us a way out of that horrible separation from Him was not the His way of being a control-freak.  It was His way of showing mercy to His messed-up creation (that would be me, and the person sitting in your chair reading this right now).

The way out of the mess way Jesus, pure and simple.  We’ve gotta recognize that we’ve messed it up (a.k.a. “sin”–the “S” word so many teachers of the watered-down gospel seem to be afraid of…).  We need to believe that Jesus is the Son of God and that He was resurrected to bring victory over death, saving us from our sins.  And we need to ask Jesus to save us from our sins and be the boss of our life (that is, Lord). 

Some (including me) refer to this as being able to plead the blood of Jesus.  And that’s the one thing I want to have with me when I stand before the Lord at the end of my life.  No membership card.  No list of good deeds.  While those things might be nice, they’ve got nothing to do with admittance to anyplace I want to be going. 

No, all I need is the blood of Jesus.  It’s all we need.

With all due respect to those who may disagree (or appear to) with me (like, perhaps Mr. Shore, who’s blog I enjoy reading, though I haven’t quite figured out his perspective on critical eternal issues like this), I can lovingly appreciate the differences of opinion without having to ram my viewpoint down your throats, but please know I’m praying that any area of eternal consequence where you might be stumbling into error is revealed to you personally by the Holy Spirit this side of heaven (or hell).  Surely you would not object to that?

Where is God in All This?

 

 

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During a recent, unanticipated, lengthy holiday stay in the hospital, my very brave husband was a complete trooper.  Seriously, he surely has somehow earned the Good Patient Award for the month of December.  I, on the other hand, won the Loud-Talking-Don’t-Make-Her-Mad-Get-It-Done-Or-Else Award, I’m afraid.  But between the two of us, we managed to make sure he was well taken care of and (hopefully) maintain our testimony at the same time.

 Near the end of this stay, as he really started to grow weary, my husband started sharing his concerns with me, which included (*gasp*), “I hate to say it, but I’m wondering, where is God in all this?”  Now, I must tell you, he actually seemed to feel kind of guilty for even asking such a question.  Forget, that Job and David and even Jesus dared to have such thoughts! 

Somehow we had been programmed through our upbringing or teaching, that the God of the Universe was going to smack our hands (or worse) for even asking such a question.  But far from a reprimand, what we got was incredible reassurance.  It was almost as if the moment we posed the question to God, He responded, “I’m so glad you asked.  Now, I think I will show you.”  After that, we proceeded to have numerous, unsolicited blessings and reassurances that came our way, many times through sources that we didn’t expect. 

A group of amazing homeschool mothers in our area rallied to provide us meals and prayers and comfort as soon as we returned home.  A friend who is such a carrier of the peace of God showed up, just as my husband came around a corner, anxious and really feeling like he needed comfort.  I could go on and on.  Encouragement came from so many unexpected sources–we just paused and said to each other, “Look at God.”

In addition to asking, “Where is God?” we did one more thing.  We remembered the character of God in the midst of our challenge.  Late one night, as I wearily emailed an update to some friends, I found myself reflecting on the reason for the season.  One of those friends put that part of my email in her blog–which I’ll let you click here to read.  

The point being, first we remembered the character of God, as we know Him through the Holy Spirit and His Word.  Then we placed our doubts, concerns, and needs in the lap of the Father.  And then (why am I still always amazed when God comes through?), God answered us with encouragement beyond our expectations.

Where is God in all this?  In every nook and cranny we surrender to Him.  Everywhere we allow Him to be.