Hosea 5:15 "I will return again to my place, until they acknowledge their guilt and seek my face, and in their distress earnestly seek me." Here we see that the Lord, at least in the OT, did bring distress into a persons life in order that they might seek Him "earnestly". Important to note is that Israel was already in a place of great sin. It seems that the LORD simply added to their misery in certain areas in order to bring them to deeper places of distress that they might call on Him. But even then, He seeks those who would go after Him with a sincere heart acknowledging their guilt before him. Those who would come in humility. Lord, I say, that in all things the work of your hands bring Justice, Love, Mercy and Discipline in their right proportions to work for your purposes. I say that those purposes are for our good. Even when it seems that your hand is heavy or that you are afar off, I choose to believe that in all situations you are Just and Good. I thank you Father that I can lean on these truths even when I look at a world that is languishing in deep sorrow and sin. All things will work together to the good for those who love you and are called according to your purposes!! Amen!
Sunday, 11 March 2012
Saturday, 3 March 2012
Truth and Deception
Have you ever noticed that when Paul describes the armor of God that the very first thing mentioned as our defense is the "belt of truth" (Eph. 6:14)? Why is this so important as a1st defense? In every counseling type situation I have ever found myself in, either when I was counseling another or I myself was being counseled, the root issue was a lie that had been picked up somewhere along the way and believed giving birth to deception. Deception is the enemies one and only weapon.
We all know how Eve was "tempted" in the garden and we often speak of "temptation" as being the weapon of the enemy. But actually the first thing the enemy did was lie to Eve. He gave forth a deception from his mouth that spoke of God withholding something from Eve that was desirable to have. Once Eve gave this deception entry into her heart and mind, then there was temptation. What if she had said "No" to Satan's lie that day and believed Truth over Deception? Could it be then that temptation would never have awakened in her desires.
So, if then the very nature of deception is that the one being deceived does not know it, how can we fight such a thing? By being rooted in Truth, the source of Truth, we stand a better chance of recognizing the deception from the first moment of conception in our thoughts. And then, because Jesus has lent us His authority here on earth, we can then take every thought captive and make it obedient to Him. (II Cor. 10:5)
When we let our minds roam freely from thought to thought without care, we become easy and willing prey for the deceptions the enemy would plant in us. Once planted, those deceptions easily take the form of temptation which unchecked, leads to unbridled sin. When those deceptions are planted deep and are allowed a more permanent place in our thinking, strongholds are created that become part of everything we do; every decision we make; every thought that comes after. These deep rooted deceptions then become well camouflaged and hard to discover.
Thanks to the Lord His light shines upon even the darkest corners of our minds revealing such deceptions long ago welcomed into our thoughts. Thanks to the Lord, the adoption afforded to us as His very own children, thus there is authority given to us to root out strongholds of wrong thinking setting us free to live as He destined before time began!
I encourage you my friends, live freely in body, mind and spirit! Let the light of the Father reign in you. Even in your thoughts, that the strongholds of the enemy maybe brought down and the Truth built up within you! For the Truth will set you free and those who are free in Christ are free INDEED!
FREEDOM!!!!
We all know how Eve was "tempted" in the garden and we often speak of "temptation" as being the weapon of the enemy. But actually the first thing the enemy did was lie to Eve. He gave forth a deception from his mouth that spoke of God withholding something from Eve that was desirable to have. Once Eve gave this deception entry into her heart and mind, then there was temptation. What if she had said "No" to Satan's lie that day and believed Truth over Deception? Could it be then that temptation would never have awakened in her desires.
So, if then the very nature of deception is that the one being deceived does not know it, how can we fight such a thing? By being rooted in Truth, the source of Truth, we stand a better chance of recognizing the deception from the first moment of conception in our thoughts. And then, because Jesus has lent us His authority here on earth, we can then take every thought captive and make it obedient to Him. (II Cor. 10:5)
When we let our minds roam freely from thought to thought without care, we become easy and willing prey for the deceptions the enemy would plant in us. Once planted, those deceptions easily take the form of temptation which unchecked, leads to unbridled sin. When those deceptions are planted deep and are allowed a more permanent place in our thinking, strongholds are created that become part of everything we do; every decision we make; every thought that comes after. These deep rooted deceptions then become well camouflaged and hard to discover.
Thanks to the Lord His light shines upon even the darkest corners of our minds revealing such deceptions long ago welcomed into our thoughts. Thanks to the Lord, the adoption afforded to us as His very own children, thus there is authority given to us to root out strongholds of wrong thinking setting us free to live as He destined before time began!
I encourage you my friends, live freely in body, mind and spirit! Let the light of the Father reign in you. Even in your thoughts, that the strongholds of the enemy maybe brought down and the Truth built up within you! For the Truth will set you free and those who are free in Christ are free INDEED!
FREEDOM!!!!
Monday, 20 February 2012
Church and Marijuana
Tonight I went to church. We meet in a little wooden shack in a community called Masiphumele. Masiphumele means, "We will overcome". Masi is a poor community. Most people live in tiny shacks made up of scrap metal and other bits of building materials haphazardly put together. We were a mixed group of two white ladies, a couple of Malawians, a Zulu, a Xhosa (both South African people groups), a Kenyan and others. We sang. We shared what we were most thankful for this past week. We spent a time in silence listening for scriptures and words of encouragement for some brothers and a sister being sent from our group to reach out to a Muslim people group in Malawi. We shared our greatest needs. We prayed for each other. We saw a man healed of pain in his middle body! Praise God. Then we broke into smaller groups and studied a passage in Revelation together.
All the time these things were taking place, there was so much happening around us. The door and the windows of our tiny little shack had to be open due to the heat. Children ran in and out. They were playing just outside the door. The shack across the way had loud music going and people talking loudly. Cars went by with booming base. There was a constant smell with us as well. The smell of marijuana. The two shacks across from our "ministry" shack house two Rastafarians. They are just 6 steps away from us, door to door. They also had music going and the constant whiff of marijuana would enter our meeting place.
But even with all of these other things happening around us, God was in our midst! He was being worshipped. His Truth was being studied. Revelation was being given by the Holy Spirit. Surrounded by the distractions of this world, God's love conquered and ruled in our lives. One person shared a vision they had received during one of the prayer times.
" In the old days a light bulb had a wire filament on the inside. When the bulb was connected to electricity that filament would then illuminate the whole bulb. God said, when you are all connected like this in love, you are like that filament. And when you get plugged into me by my Holy Spirit, you become illuminated. " We all reached for each others hands and simply agreed in silence that we were the light of God in Masi.
I am so thankful for my little house church here in South Africa in a poor little shack on a back road in Masiphumele - We shall overcome!!!
All the time these things were taking place, there was so much happening around us. The door and the windows of our tiny little shack had to be open due to the heat. Children ran in and out. They were playing just outside the door. The shack across the way had loud music going and people talking loudly. Cars went by with booming base. There was a constant smell with us as well. The smell of marijuana. The two shacks across from our "ministry" shack house two Rastafarians. They are just 6 steps away from us, door to door. They also had music going and the constant whiff of marijuana would enter our meeting place.
But even with all of these other things happening around us, God was in our midst! He was being worshipped. His Truth was being studied. Revelation was being given by the Holy Spirit. Surrounded by the distractions of this world, God's love conquered and ruled in our lives. One person shared a vision they had received during one of the prayer times.
" In the old days a light bulb had a wire filament on the inside. When the bulb was connected to electricity that filament would then illuminate the whole bulb. God said, when you are all connected like this in love, you are like that filament. And when you get plugged into me by my Holy Spirit, you become illuminated. " We all reached for each others hands and simply agreed in silence that we were the light of God in Masi.
I am so thankful for my little house church here in South Africa in a poor little shack on a back road in Masiphumele - We shall overcome!!!
Thursday, 16 February 2012
Breaking down barriers
Today I went to a women's house church in a community called Masiphumalele here in South Africa. I was one of two white women in a room of Africans and one Trinidadian. I was so excited to be with them and begin to get to know them all. I knew a couple of the women in the room but most of them were new faces to me.
As we ate our meal together and talked and shared, there was one woman across the room who just stared at me constantly. I tried smiling a bit to her but her appearance did not change. No smile in return. We all opened our Bibles and began to discuss the Word of God together and still there was no change in her demeanor. I wondered what she was thinking. Did she not like me? Why doesn't she return my smiles? I felt a little afraid that maybe she was offended at my presence there.
As our church time was coming to an end, the women began to sing a song in the Chichewa language of Malawi. They began to teach the song to me and I began to sing a nice harmony with them. There we were, two white women from the U.S., a couple of Malawians, and a bunch of South Africans all singing and worshiping God together! Then, finally I saw the faintest of smiles on the woman's face.
After church was over, some of us went to another location to practice some worship for a large celebration gathering that would take place later that weekend. The woman who would not smile back at me was coming with us to the rehearsal. As it turned out, we were riding to the other location in the same car. I figured since we were going to be sharing the back seat of a car together I should learn her name. So I asked her. She timidly answered me that her name was Sheila.
On the way to the rehearsal there were four of us women sitting in the back seat of the car. Each of us had one leg almost in the air and half way resting on the person behind us and one leg actually on the seat. It was a very intimate situation! Sheila was next to me and I could tell she felt quite awkward. We did have a laugh or two on the way but I discerned from her that she still wasn't quite sure what to make of me.
Once we arrived to the rehearsal the singing began almost immediately. I was one of only three white people in the room, the rest all black Africans. They were teaching us more songs in African languages. One thing I love about African Praise is that it is always a celebration. Full of life, sound, movement and rich harmonies.
After singing the first few songs (one song can go for half an hour some times!!) along with the dancing and laughing; I looked over at Sheila and she was laughing and smiling too! I told her I loved learning songs in her language. Somehow we got on the subject of families and she was surprised to learn that I had no husband or children, only Jesus. She told me that she needed me to help her to learn to love Jesus more. She told me she was a new believer and that she really wanted to love Jesus.
I was so surprised that she opened up to me like that. This was the same woman that just two hours before would not even smile back at me from across the room! What had changed in that short time to cause her to open up to me like that? I assured her that Jesus wanted to be the lover of her heart. Her hero and protector. I told her I looked forward to walking a journey with her and getting to know her more.
But again I ask, what changed in those 2 hours? I think what broke down the barriers was my willingness to be real, to relax, to have fun with them. To learn their songs and their language. I didn't try to make myself above them but was just who I am; a woman who loves the Lord, loves people, loves languages, loves to sing and dance. Just a woman who loves!!!
That love broke down the barriers as Sheila watched me through out the night. And in the end a new relationship has been born that I am so excited about. I can't wait to see why God has allowed our journeys to coincide with each other. What is in store for Sheila and I? Only God knows!!
As we ate our meal together and talked and shared, there was one woman across the room who just stared at me constantly. I tried smiling a bit to her but her appearance did not change. No smile in return. We all opened our Bibles and began to discuss the Word of God together and still there was no change in her demeanor. I wondered what she was thinking. Did she not like me? Why doesn't she return my smiles? I felt a little afraid that maybe she was offended at my presence there.
As our church time was coming to an end, the women began to sing a song in the Chichewa language of Malawi. They began to teach the song to me and I began to sing a nice harmony with them. There we were, two white women from the U.S., a couple of Malawians, and a bunch of South Africans all singing and worshiping God together! Then, finally I saw the faintest of smiles on the woman's face.
After church was over, some of us went to another location to practice some worship for a large celebration gathering that would take place later that weekend. The woman who would not smile back at me was coming with us to the rehearsal. As it turned out, we were riding to the other location in the same car. I figured since we were going to be sharing the back seat of a car together I should learn her name. So I asked her. She timidly answered me that her name was Sheila.
On the way to the rehearsal there were four of us women sitting in the back seat of the car. Each of us had one leg almost in the air and half way resting on the person behind us and one leg actually on the seat. It was a very intimate situation! Sheila was next to me and I could tell she felt quite awkward. We did have a laugh or two on the way but I discerned from her that she still wasn't quite sure what to make of me.
Once we arrived to the rehearsal the singing began almost immediately. I was one of only three white people in the room, the rest all black Africans. They were teaching us more songs in African languages. One thing I love about African Praise is that it is always a celebration. Full of life, sound, movement and rich harmonies.
After singing the first few songs (one song can go for half an hour some times!!) along with the dancing and laughing; I looked over at Sheila and she was laughing and smiling too! I told her I loved learning songs in her language. Somehow we got on the subject of families and she was surprised to learn that I had no husband or children, only Jesus. She told me that she needed me to help her to learn to love Jesus more. She told me she was a new believer and that she really wanted to love Jesus.
I was so surprised that she opened up to me like that. This was the same woman that just two hours before would not even smile back at me from across the room! What had changed in that short time to cause her to open up to me like that? I assured her that Jesus wanted to be the lover of her heart. Her hero and protector. I told her I looked forward to walking a journey with her and getting to know her more.
But again I ask, what changed in those 2 hours? I think what broke down the barriers was my willingness to be real, to relax, to have fun with them. To learn their songs and their language. I didn't try to make myself above them but was just who I am; a woman who loves the Lord, loves people, loves languages, loves to sing and dance. Just a woman who loves!!!
That love broke down the barriers as Sheila watched me through out the night. And in the end a new relationship has been born that I am so excited about. I can't wait to see why God has allowed our journeys to coincide with each other. What is in store for Sheila and I? Only God knows!!
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