From Days Wrapped In Silence

In 1864, after the severe wounding of his son during the Civil War and a few years after the loss of his wife who died in an accidental fire in which he suffered burns trying to save her, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow penned the poem, “Christmas Bells”. What we know now as the song, “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day” as a Christmas carol, is missing a few verses from Longfellow’s original poem.  What once was just a nice pretty carol for me, has now so much more meaning and appreciation. “I can make no record of these days. Better leave them wrapped in silence. Perhaps someday God will give me peace”, he wrote in his journal a year after his wife died.  From grief filled days wrapped in silence, to writing, ‘God is not dead, nor doth He sleep’, Longfellow put his heart into this and I encourage you to read the historical background on this carol. (The Story Behind “I Heard the Bells on Christmas Day)

Christmas Bells

“I heard the bells on Christmas Day
Their old familiar carols play,
And wild and sweet
The words repeat
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And thought how, as the day had come,   
The belfries of all Christendom
Had rolled along
The unbroken song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Till, ringing, singing on its way,
The world revolved from night to day,
A voice, a chime
A chant sublime
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

Then from each black accursed mouth
The cannon thundered in the South,
And with the sound
The carols drowned
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

It was as if an earthquake rent
The hearth-stones of a continent,
And made forlorn
The households born
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!

And in despair I bowed my head;
“There is no peace on earth,” I said;
“For hate is strong,
And mocks the song
Of peace on earth, good-will to men!”

Then pealed the bells more loud and deep:
“God is not dead; nor doth he sleep!
The Wrong shall fail,
The Right prevail,
With peace on earth, good-will to men!”

From grief filled days wrapped in silence to a place of peace takes time. Maybe bells of peace and good will are not tolling in your life right now, but comfort will come in our God who is not dead and who neither slumbers nor sleeps.

Psalm 121:1-5, “I will lift up mine eyes unto the hills, from whence cometh my help. My help cometh from the Lord, which made heaven and earth. He will not suffer thy foot to be moved: he that keepeth thee will not slumber.  Behold, he that keepeth Israel shall neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is thy keeper: the Lord is thy shade upon thy right hand.”

Carrying Joy

Sometimes I feel a note or a kind word is just not enough. I feel helpless and inadequate many times in offering support and I tend to believe that my ‘little note’ or what-have- you is not enough. But the ‘little things’ are not so little, really. What may seem small to me, may be the big thing that breathes peace and which helps someone live another day less burdened. To ease an aching heart, to carry a burden for a dear one, to offer kind words, to sow seeds of comfort–All these are carrying joy.  A note, a phone call, a simple “Hello”, a prayer in Jesus’ name- beautiful ways to let someone know you care.

“The Little Things in Life” -Author Unknown

“If you have eased some aching heart today,

Or helped to carry burdens not your own, 

If you have spoken kindly by the way,

Or in some darkened household comfort sown,

You need not say, “This day has been in vain”;

But wait for earth’s tomorrow with a smile,

For you may carry joy where there is pain:

The little things in life are those worth while.”

Heaviness in the heart of man maketh it stoop: but a good word maketh it glad. -Proverbs 12:25

A Prayer for Missionaries

2 Thessalonians 3: 1-2 , “Finally, brethren, pray for us, that the word of the Lord may have free course, and be glorified, even as it is with you: And that we may be delivered from unreasonable and wicked men: for all men have not faith.”

I have received several phone calls lately from family who are concerned for our safety here on the Juárez, Mexico/El Paso, Texas border. We feel the tension here in El Paso over the news concerning the immigrants who are coming our way. Already, we have seen the border patrol ‘environment’ more alert and dressed ready to take action if need be. We have seen people lined up at the border waiting for asylum and piling up at the border wall. We have had conversations with our church people over what to do if we cannot cross anymore, even temporarily. We feel no alarm when we cross the border as of yet and once we get up in the mountain where our church is, all is as it has always been. That may change, however, if tensions keep rising. We are watchful.

I have been posting lately a few prayers I had found in the back of a hymn book and I saw this one recently and thought it a fitting time to share it.

A Prayer for Missionaries 

O God, bless all those who have gone out to bring the message of the Gospel to other lands.

I remember before You

-Those who have to endure hardship and discomfort;

-Those who have to face peril and danger;

-Those who have had to leave their families and their children behind while they went out to other lands;

-Those who have had to struggle with a new language and with new ways of thought;

-Those whose health has broken down under that strain, and who have had to come home, not knowing whether they will ever be fit for their task again;

-Those who have to face constant discouragement in a situation in which no progress ever seems to be made.

Especially bless those who work in countries where new nations are being born, and where there is strife and trouble and bitterness in the birth-pangs of the new age.

Bless those who preach in the villages and the towns and the cities; those who teach in the schools and the colleges; those who work in the hospitals and among the sick; those who have laid their gifts of craftsmanship or administration at the altar of missionary service.

Help us at home never to forget them and always to pray for them. And help us to give generously of our money to their work so that it may go where we ourselves cannot go.

And bring quickly the day when the knowledge of You will cover the earth as the waters cover the sea: through Jesus Christ my Lord. Amen.

(Found in the back of the hymnal: Praise! Our Songs and Hymns)

Quietness of Heart {A Prayer for the Weekend}

Give me, O Lord, that quietness of heart that makes the most of labor and of rest. Save me from passionate excitement, petulant fretfulness, and idle fear, keeping me ever in the restful presence of Thy love.
 
Teach me to be alert and wise in all responsibilities, without hurry and without neglect. Tame Thou and rule my tongue, that I may not transgress Thy law of love. When others censure, may I seek Thine image in each fellow man, judging with charity, as one who shall be judged.
 
Banish envy and hatred from my thoughts.
 
Help me to be content amid the strife of tongues, with my unspoken thought. When anxious cares threaten my peace, help me to run to Thee, that I may find my rest and be made strong for calm endurance and valiant service.
 
Amen.
(Found in the back of the hymnal: PRAISE! Our Songs and Hymns)

Throw Your Leg Over the Boat

“Faith is hearing Jesus say, “Come”. Believing is actually throwing your leg over the side of the boat.” -Rex Rouis

The disciple Peter was known for being impetuous. He was known for being quick to judge and hasty in his denial of knowing Christ at one point, yet he was the first to throw his leg over the boat when Christ came to the disciples walking on water. He was the first to answer when Christ calmed their fears and told them who He was. And while Peter became distracted by the wind on the water, in a heartbeat, he called out for help. The Bible says in Matthew 14:31, “And immediately Jesus stretched forth his hand, and caught him…” And while Peter was doing the miraculous, the others were left in the boat alone with their faith, but without the will to back it up.

Christ bids me to come to Him and I can say that I believe that He will guide, care for, and help me. But when I refuse to give up anxiety and doubt and I continue to question His direction, I am left alone while He waits a little longer for me to believe. It is recorded in the gospels that Christ did not do a whole lot for people in certain areas due to their unbelief. A bunch of skeptics they were. And so am I at times, truthfully.

Faith in Christ hears and knows His invitation to come out of my comfort zone and trust.

Faith in Christ is knowing that when the winds of life overwhelm, in a heartbeat, I can call out for help and immediately be rescued.

Belief is laying aside every weight of doubt, stepping out of the boat of fear and anxiety, and walking with focus on Him, one step at a time.

“…Faith, if it hath not works, is dead, being alone.” James 2:17

 

When Wisdom Is Nearer

Wisdom is oftentimes nearer when we stoop than when we soar. -W. Wordsworth

Oh how hard it is to not let pride get in the way. To choose God’s righteousness over self-righteousness is a challenge some days because my flesh wants to have its own way. To let His will be done instead of forcing my ways and hoping I did the right thing goes against the Spirit who only wants what is best.

Concepts used around the word “wisdom” are usually; righteousness, understanding, integrity, knowledge, upright, just, peace, safety, honor, diligence, life. And so much more.

Wisdom is nearer when I bend to His will.

Wisdom is nearer when I listen for the still small voice which says, “This way”.

Wisdom is nearer when I wait for God’s direction, not rushing results.

Wisdom is nearer when I choose to live with integrity, knowledge, peace, safety, honor,…life.

Wisdom is nearer when I find myself kneeling before God first before expecting to soar.

Proverbs 11:6, “When pride cometh, then cometh shame: but with the lowly is wisdom.”

I Don’t Want To Forget

Psalm 119:16, “I will delight myself in thy statutes: I will not forget thy word.”

When I feel discouraged, I will not forget God’s word and the many men and women in the Bible who have found victory through trusting in God’s ways.

When I feel angry, I will remember that God’s word tells me there is a right way and a wrong way to handle a matter.

When I feel confused as to which way He is leading, I will remember that from the beginning, God said that if His people who are called by His name seek His lead, He will show the way.

When I need a friend, when I feel happy, when I am anxious, when I know sadness, when I lose a loved one, when I am battling against the powers of this world, there is guidance in God’s word. Have I failed to remember? Do I neglect to keep God’s precepts in my mind and heart? It’s all there and profitable for “doctrine, for reproof, for correction, for instruction in righteousness:” (2 Timothy 3:16). In this day and age, if we cannot find a helpful Bible verse manually, we can “Google it” and find what we are looking for and even Bible commentary helps. The key is to keep looking. Keep remembering that “there’s a verse for that”.

I don’t want to forget.

Hoping For the Best

“A lot of people no longer hope for the best. They just hope to avoid the worst.”

Words associated with hope:

Anticipate

Believe

Count on

Rely 

It’s a state of mind; the determination that I will trust and praise anticipating the hand of God to guide in health, in finances, in life. The mindset to believe God is listening and counting on His peace is what keeps believers putting one foot in front of the other when life is a struggle. My favorite word on the list is “rely” because the Latin word means “to bind fast, hold firmly” and also, to realign. Adjusting focus from self to God, to join my thoughts and heart as one in trusting that God will deliver is all part of hope. The will to be patient in trials is what it takes to keep hope alive, centering our praise on Him and not on the worst that can happen.

“I will hope continually, and will yet praise thee more and more.” Psalm 17:14

A Different Sort of Kingdom

A while back, I read a thought-provoking web post on the topic, Consider the Lilies. In it, the author Jill Carattini wrote,  “..Beauty can offer healing; that paying attention, even to fleeting glimpses of the mere suggestion of new creation, is deeply restorative…It is quite possible to see and not really see, to hear and not really hear…When Jesus asks the world to consider the lilies, to consider beauty in the midst of all the ashes around us, his request is full of promise, for he is both the Source of beauty and its Subject.”

Luke 12:27, “Consider the lilies how they grow: they toil not, they spin not; and yet I say unto you, that Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.” I cannot even imagine the opulence of King Solomon “in all his glory” – Our minds probably could not even comprehend what he possessed in his palace or storehouses. Yet, the lily is much more exquisite than anything Solomon owned. Jesus wants us to be aware of how the ravens are fed with very little effort on their part. And He wants us to examine the beauty of the lily and its Source.

“Paying attention to the ephemeral [or short-lived] is in and of itself restorative because it is paying attention to him. Here, both the anxiety-addicted and the attention-overloaded can find solace in a different sort of kingdom: one in which there is room for the paradox of a fleeting world with eternity in its heart.” (J. Carattini)

Ah, the world is filled with the anxiety addicted and the attention-overloaded, Christians not excluded. The remedy is finding solace in a different sort of kingdom, keeping in mind the Source of beauty around us, with eternity in our sites. Here is the latest in my little kingdom/#straygifts photos: (no pictures of ravens or lilies, I’m afraid, but still some of God’s wonders.)

Top Row (left to right):
-$4.00 Mums on the Clearance shelves. These yellow ones look a bit frazzled, but the leaves look healthy. The brightest and best were near $15.00, but I knew this one would be o.k. after some trimming. (For the record, I also bought white, purple, orange, and red Mums as well on the Clearance shelves!)
-Yellow roses on the rose bushes out front.
-Tiny little Red Salvia blooms…a new plant for me this year. I didn’t know if they would bloom again.
-For weekends, for rest, I’m thankful. For a bird feeder- a gift from a young friend years ago, for yellow trumpet flowers, and southwestern sunsets, thank you, Lord.

Bottom Row:
-Most of my roses are all withering at the moment, but the honeysuckle blooms have decided to make an appearance.
-Regularly $20.00, I bought these packs of Fall paper for $6.00 each. I have been trying to get back into card making/sending notes lately.
-Gentle rain on roses
-I was pruning the front yard roses one morning as my husband was pulling out of the driveway. He stopped to show me the reflection of the sunrise in the front windows.

 

 

The Difference Between a Rut and a Grave

“The difference between a rut and a grave is the distance.”

I heard the above quote while watching an old western with my dad a while back. Some of the old westerns have really good life lessons portrayed in them and this particular quote got me thinking. Sometimes we feel “stuck” in a rut which hinders progress in life.  We feel as if we cannot make one move forward or even backward. Most of the time, it takes a lot of hard work to get out of it. Add to that some creative thinking and clever solutions. But one thing is for certain, a rut is merely a temporary location for a season and not a permanent residence.

“Rut” (definition): a long deep track made by the repeated passage of the wheels of vehicles; a habit or pattern of behavior that has become dull and unproductive but is hard to change.

Whether the long deep tracks are set from repeated mistakes, or whether the habits I have created become unproductive for a grace-filled life, I need to recognize quickly that some changes need to be made:

✔️ When I feel stuck in a rut and am unsure of God’s direction, I will readjust my focus from what I cannot change to making one right decision at a time for things that I can. (And take note: Am I resting enough? Am I eating enough healthy foods? Am I praying/reading my Bible/ practicing thankfulness? These things matter to help with a ‘reset’.)

✔️ When I feel stuck in a rut of insecurity, I will remember that I am not alone. No one does everything perfectly, no matter how a life is portrayed on social media. I will not compare because it takes away from seeing the blessings that I have. (And take note: Do I spend too much time looking at other people’s lives on Facebook/Instagram/etc and not enough making things happen for myself?)

✔️ When I feel stuck in a rut and am surprised by life’s twists and turns, I will resolve to keep going, keep waking up to look for the stray gifts in life, keep showing up for my family, keep being useful in my community/church/relationships. (And take note: Am I willing to be flexible when God calls for a change? Am I too proud to ask for help? Am I too distracted by the way I think things should go and not letting God or someone else wiser lead?)

A rut is only temporary and needs time, patience, and a whole lot of God’s grace to make it through. In the old westerns, when a wagon was stuck in a wagon train, everyone worked together to get it unstuck. And sometimes, things had to be left behind because ‘stuff’ was too heavy to keep going productively.

God is still writing His love and sharing His redemption through our pages of life. He is still restoring, renewing, and giving grace after grace. When we feel stuck in a rut, we can be encouraged that it is merely a temporary location for a season and not a final resting place.

Psalm 34: 17-19, “The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth, and delivereth them out of all their troubles. The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a broken heart; and saveth such as be of a contrite spirit. Many are the afflictions of the righteous: but the Lord delivereth him out of them all.”