Life is Like Enlarging a Fish Pond, Part 14 – Waiting

I glared at the rain through my window. It had arrived earlier than expected interrupting me as I painted the two 4×6 boards. Everything was waiting on these two boards. I couldn’t finish arranging the rocks around my pond or rearrange the water irises or plant any new land plants until the bridge was installed. And we couldn’t install the bridge until the foundation boards – these boards – were in place. And now it would be days before they dried enough to finish painting them.

I hate waiting. Waiting for flowers to multiply and bloom. Waiting for my husband to help with something I can’t do on my own. Waiting for the light to turn green. Waiting for the nurse to call my name. Waiting for the arrival of a special day.

Often over the years, if I could make something happen to shorten the wait, I would. If God appeared to be taking too long, I would help Him get it done. When someone was too slow at finishing a project, I would do it for them. And in many of those occasions, I ended up regretting it.

However, the older I get, the more I find myself accepting times of waiting as part of life. I have experienced God’s timing countless times, and the times I waited on Him always turned out better than when I grew impatient and ran ahead of Him.

The key to waiting patiently has to do with my eyes. When I focused on the situation, I stressed about the delay. My impatience impacted how I felt and acted. But slowly, as I trained my eyes to focus on God and His promises instead of on the current situations, waiting became easier. God doesn’t worry about time. His plans will be accomplished regardless of anything that I see as delays. So if He’s not worried about the when, why should I? My life is in His hands – and that includes not only what happens but when it happens.

I still hate waiting. But I don’t try to force my plans to happen on my schedule as often. After today’s initial disappointment of the rain, I relaxed and allowed God to be God in this area of my life also. I directed my attention to Him and to the things I could do while I waited – like working on my Bible study, doing laundry, and taking a nap. Sometimes, it seems that it’s in the waiting that God works on our behalf.  And someday I may grow to the point when I don’t have even the initial disappointment.

Thoughts to ponder:

Rain will fall on everyone’s plans sooner or later. In the spiritual realm, it’s not about what the rain does to your plans. It’s about what you do in the wait.

Do you waste time as you fret over the change in your plans?

Do you view the delay as an enemy attack and fight it?

Do you accept it as is and use your time waiting in a productive way?

Do you trust in the Lord’s timing?


Scriptures:

But they soon forgot his works; they did not wait for his counsel. But they had a wanton craving in the wilderness and put God to the test in the desert. Psalm 106:13-14

Better is the end of a thing than its beginning, and the patient in sprit is better than the proud in spirit. Ecclesiastes 7:8

And thus Abraham, having patiently waited, obtained the promise. Hebrews 6:15

You also, be patient. Establish your hearts, for the coming of the Lord is at hand. James 5:8

The Lord is good to those who wait for him, to the soul who seeks him. Lamentations 3:25

Life is Like Enlarging a Fish Pond, Part 12 – The Temptation

I knew I shouldn’t do it. I knew my strained knee needed to rest for a few more days. I knew I was asking for trouble if I continued. But the temptation was too strong. The waterfall needed me.

After five attempts to set up the rocks in my waterfall, I had finally got it right. The water flowed nicely but within a week all the rocks were covered with algae. Not only that, but some of the smaller pebbles had been moved by the water leaving the lining exposed again to the sun’s damaging rays. I had to do something.

I could have asked someone to help.

I could have waited another week.

I could have thrown in more pebbles along with a chemical to kill the algae.

But an idea had entered my mind that I couldn’t ignore. If I was careful, I told myself, everything would be fine. I just needed to stay off my right knee. I had torn a meniscus a year ago which was taking a long time to heal, and had discovered a few days previous the agony of kneeling on it. I didn’t plan on doing that today.

So I took my time removing all the rocks, bending at the waist instead of stooping or kneeling. Then I lifted the liner and dug out more of the dirt under it. When I put the liner back down and turned the water pump back on, I smiled with satisfaction. The pool was deeper now and would be perfect to grow some water plants which would shade the lining, control the algae, and eliminate the need for so many smaller rocks.

I proceeded to craft out the pool with a few larger rocks and some plants. Everything went well – until I attempted to place a large rock at the edge of the waterfall. It was a long stretch to reach the middle, and I had nothing to hold on to. I hesitated but then decided if I was careful enough, I could do it. Slowly, I lifted the heavy rock in one hand and bent over the edge of the pool, balancing myself with my other hand outstretched behind me. Six inches to go. Five. Four. It was working. As long as I moved slowly, I was able to lean without having to bend my knee. Three more inches. Two. Slowly, I pushed my limit to reach that last inch – and slowly I felt myself falling. Not into the small pool, which would have been bad enough, but over the edge of the waterfall into the large pond. My life flashed before my eyes. I saw myself falling head first onto the pile of rocks at the bottom of the waterfall and wondered how long it would be before someone discovered me down there covered in algae and goldfish.

No! I was not going to let that happen! I scrambled back as much as I could waving my arms around for balance, and landed hard on my knees with my face inches from the water. Relief was instantly replaced with agony as my bad knee screamed in pain. I took several deep breaths before attempting to stand up. It took a few minutes, but I was able to get to my feet, limp into my house and dig out my knee brace.

After resting and icing my knee for a few days, I was able to walk around again. The weather had turned too cold to go outside, but soon the warm sunny weather returned – and along with it came the temptation to get back to work on pond.

I knew I shouldn’t. I knew my knee needed more time to rest. But the temptation was too strong. If I was careful not to kneel and only worked on the safer parts of the pond, I would be okay. Right? I didn’t fall again, but I now have an appointment with an orthopedic specialist. It seems I’m no match for the urge to create when it comes to an unfinished pond and garden area.

Giving into temptation can hurt us even when we are being careful. We may think we are getting away with it. But there is always a price to pay. An extra five pounds or an empty wallet might not seem to be such a big deal. But that five pounds can become twenty-five over time and that empty wallet can end up with bankruptcy.

Everyone faces temptations every day. Some temptations are easier than others to resist, but they all require self-control. Paul told Timothy that God has given us a spirit of self-control so it’s something we all have even if we aren’t using it. Paul told the Galatians that self-control is a fruit of the Spirit which means it can grow. And Peter warned the early Christians to be self-controlled in these end days which implies it’s a choice. Choosing to exercise self-control in the easier areas can help it to grow strong enough to handle harder or stronger areas.

God warns us away from things for a reason. He can see consequences that we can’t – or sometimes choose not to – see. We sometimes call these things sin, but temptation doesn’t always have to involve sin and they don’t always apply to everyone. Buying the more expensive dress, sleeping in on Sundays, and having an extra piece of cake may not seem like much for some but for others it can easily lead to weakening self-control. In these cases, people exercise their ability to make excuses over their ability to control themselves.

The call of my garden is admittedly a relatively mild temptation but I’ve experienced a greater temptations. Resisting one involved weeks of agonized tears, desperate prayers, and constantly yelling “No!” at myself – but even so I never got to the point that I shed blood like Jesus did in His garden that dreadful night.

We have no excuse. Jesus told the disciples to watch and pray so they wouldn’t fall into temptation. He said no temptation would be too great to handle and that He would always provide a way out. But He does not usually fight this battle for us. Neither can anyone else. It’s up to us to fight our own temptations. But even so, we don’t have to fight them alone. God stands with us in our struggle, and we can ask other people to help. The encouragement and prayers of someone we who will hold us accountable is like the support of the men who held up Moses’s arms during a long and intense battle.

I like to do things myself. I like being self-sufficient. I take pride in my ability to get things done no matter what the challenge. But sometimes, like now as I can feel the pull of my waterfall, it would be wiser for me to reach out to a friend rather than to my gardening gloves.


Scriptures

But Moses’ hands grew weary, so they took a stone and put it under him, and he sat on it while Aaron and Hur held up his hands, one on one side, and the other on the other side. So his hands were steady until the going down of the sun. Exodus 17:12

In your struggle against sin you have not yet resisted to the point of shedding your blood. Hebrews 12:4

For God gave us a spirit not of fear but of power and love and self-control. 2 Timothy 1:7

The end of all things is at hand; therefore be self-controlled and sober-minded for the sake of your prayers. 1 Peter 4:7

But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law. And those who belong to Christ Jesus have crucified the flesh with its passions and desires. Galatians 5:22-24

Two are better than one, because they have a good reward for their toil. For if they fall, one will lift up his fellow. But woe to him who is alone when he falls and has not another to lift him up! Ecclesiastes 4:9-10

For the grace of God as appeared, bringing salvation for all people, training us to renounce ungodliness and worldly passions, and to live self-controlled, upright, and godly lives in the present age Titus 2:11-12

Watch and pray that you may not enter into temptation. The spirit is indeed willing but the flesh is weak. Matthew 26:41

No temptation has overtaken you that is not common to man. God is faithful, and he will not let you be tempted beyond your ability, but with the temptation he will also provide the way of escape, that you may be able to endure it  1 Corinthians 10:13

Throw Out the Bath Water – But not the Baby

With all the stuff coming out lately – the Epstein files, false prophets, immoral pastors – it seems that the people who have been speaking out against rich white males have a point. Rich and powerful men have been doing all kinds of bad things for many years. And most of these have been white.

Yet there are millions of adult white men who are nothing like these. Millions of adult white men are living decent lives. They work hard to support their families, give of themselves to their community, and share their resources with those in need. Judging all white men because of those who are doing wrong is like throwing the baby out along with the dirty bath water. Besides, there are plenty of non-white men doing evil – and it’s not limited to just men. Women can be just as evil.

We need to get rid of the evil but let’s not do so at the cost of the baby. Let’s clean up our lives so our light, which comes from Jesus, will shine in dark places and we can rightly call out the evil happening around us.

Do not judge by appearances, but judge with right judgment. John 7:24

Take no part in the unfruitful works of darkness, but instead expose them. Ephesians 5:11

But when anything is exposed by the light, it becomes visible, Ephesians 5:13

The light shines in the darkness, and the darkness has not overcome it. John 1:5

God Feels Indignation Every Day – Open Your Eyes Series

Ps 7:11  God is a righteous judge, and a God who feels indignation every day.

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Indignation, according to Strong’s H2194, is defined as froth at the mouth, fury, angry, rage.

That is not an image of God we like to think about. We’d much rather think of God’s love and forgiveness and mercy and grace. But if that’s all we think about, we’re going to miss a side of God that is as important as the warm fuzzies He gives.

A God that is only loving and merciful and forgiving is not a loving God at all. If He allows sin to go unpunished, how is that loving to those who are hurt by it? How is it loving if He never disciplines us and we end up selfish, self-centered, greedy, idolaters – and then he judges us when we die? 

I’ve heard people say that they can’t accept a God who is an angry, judging God.

First, I’d say they don’t get to create God in their image. If God was a vindictive, unfair, cruel God, He would still be God. We would still have to treat Him as such. We might not have the warm feeling for Him that we would want, but that doesn’t change the fact that God is God. No one made Him. He just is.

Second, God is just. He does what is right, period. He doesn’t follow social norms or cultural expectations. He doesn’t take advice from anyone. He does right because He is righteous. It is who He is.

Third, they don’t know and can’t know God’s thoughts. His thinking is way beyond our thinking. He sees things differently than we do because His perspective is so much higher than ours. He can see the end from the beginning. Time had no restraint on Him. We are bound by so many things – He is bound by nothing. He sees all. He knows all. He is in all places at all times, including our hearts. He knows each person’s motivations and future. Our decisions are based on what we see and know. In like manner, God makes decisions based on what He sees and knows.

And fourth, our spirits are created for God. If we reject Him, we will fill that space with other gods of our own making. Money, power, prestige, causes, agendas, family, jobs, hobbies, sports, even ourselves, are all things that have become gods in today’s world. We can talk ourselves into and out of believing anything, but the truth doesn’t change. There is only one God.  And we didn’t create Him.

God is who He is. He does what He does. We can accept all of Him, part of Him, or none of Him. That doesn’t change the fact that He is looking down at us right this minute with both love and fury. Jesus provided the only way to escape being the object of His fury. We may suffer some fallout from the fury directed at the evil around us, but we will not be a target.

How many of us truly believe what God has revealed about Himself through the Bible? How would our attitude and reverence towards God change if we truly accepted all aspects of Him? How would our lives be different if we really believed that God feels indignation at sin every day?


even as he chose us in him before the foundation of the world, that we should be holy and blameless before him.  (Eph 1:4)

And Jesus answered him, “It is written, “You shall worship the Lord your God, and him only shall you serve.” (Luke 4:8)

For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways, declares the Lord. For as the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways  and my thoughts than your thoughts. (Is 55:8-9)

“I the Lord search the heart and test the mind, to give every man according to his ways, according to the fruit of his deeds.” (Jer 17:10)

Where Are You, God?

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Where Are You, God?

 

I am here in the trenches

With the sickest people

And with those who care for them.

 

I am here in the nursing homes and hospitals

That are filled with anxiety and fear and worry

 Bringing peace and comfort to those who let Me.

 

I am here behind the scene

With those who are fighting to find answers

Guiding and strengthening those who will listen.

 

I am here in the homes of millions and millions of people

Who feel all alone as they shelter in place

Offering companionship and peace to those who let me in

And don’t allow anxiety to squeeze me out.

 

I am here for the millions of stir crazy people

Who are struggling to get through each day

Inspiring creative ideas to relieve the boredom.

 

I am here to the masses of people

 And I am here to the solitary person

Who feels abandoned, alone and scared about tomorrow

Offering love, friendship, hope, peace, and a place in My kingdom.

If only they’d let Me.

Offering It Back to God

You asked for something from God. And He gave it to you.

Or He gave you something to do for Him.

You are thankful.

You love it.

You want to enjoy it.

You want to play with it.

And He wants you to.

But what if…

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What if you asked Him to use it for His glory?

What could God do with it?

Is it possible that not only would you get to enjoy it, but so would a multitude of other people?

And that God’s amazing goodness would be seen by many?

The boy with the bread and fish found out the day he offered God’s provision back to Him.

And so could you.

If you dared.

So the question comes down to…

When God gives you something, what will YOU do with it?

Get Out of Your Boat

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Come walk with Me.

Um… You’re walking on water.

Yup, and you can, too. Come on out here.

I will sink. Those waves are bigger than I am, never mind the deep water underneath. And who knows what’s down there?

I will keep you above the water. Come on, it’s okay.

I appreciate Your invitation, but I really should stay in my boat. It’s keeping me safe from the storm.

I will keep you safe. Come out of your boat, and take a walk with Me.

Well, that sounds nice and all, but I have to think about my health. If I don’t worry about doing everything right, I might get sick.

Focus on Me, and let Me keep you well. Come on, we’ll exercise together.

If I’m out there with You, who’s going to worry about making sure there’s enough money in the bank to pay my bills. What if something big happens and I don’t have enough money?

I will supply your needs. Leave your boat, and let’s go on an adventure.

That sounds great, but who will take care of my family and dogs? I have to stay here to make sure their needs are met, too.

I will meet their needs. Come on, you can do it. Come to Me.

But I made this boat super strong. It can protect me from the rough waves.

I’m stronger. Come out here, and be with Me. You will see how strong I am.

I know people can’t really walk on water. Besides, You’re more like a ghost. My hand will go right through Your hand, and I’ll drown.

I will hold you up. You will not drown. Come out of your boat, and dance with Me.

But it doesn’t make sense to trust something I can’t understand instead of trusting something I can see and touch.

You’re thinking is backwards. Trusting the boat doesn’t make sense. It’s just boards nailed together. It can break. It can sink. It’s Me you need to trust. I will never break or sink. Trust Me. Come out here, and stay with Me.

I’m scared.

I know. I am trustworthy. Come out here, and find out.

I’m coming.

Here’s My hand. This is going to be amazing!

Ultimately Everyone Has to Clean Up Their Own Backyards

She hadn’t looked into her backyard for years now. She knew her dogs had been using it and so expected it to be somewhat nasty but it probably wasn’t all that bad. After all, it’s a big yard and most of her dogs were quite little.

One day she glanced that way and just knew it was time to clean it up. She called together the other four people who she provided for and talked them into helping her. It helped that she offered them ice cream and Pepsi. They ate their ice cream, drank their Pepsi, picked up the tools they would need, and disappeared through the back door. All but one that is. One found things that needed to be done in the house that kept her too busy to make it outside. She was disappointed but let it go. The other three were surely hard at work.

She gathered her supplies – plastic bags that she’d use to protect her hands, garbage bags to put the poop in, trowel to pick up the stuff up with, and her basket with her ice cream and Pepsi to nourish her when she got tired – and joined the three in the backyard. As they saw her, they each began making excuses and leaving until she was alone. Alone to handle the piles of poop that lay scattered throughout the yard. There was a lot more than she expected but she knew what she had to do and got started.

She walked across the yard about ten yards and found a huge area filled with many varying sizes of poop. This is where I’ll start, she decided. She had barely begun when 013119043228229someone called for her attention. A well dressed lady and her daughter were standing on the nearby patio. She tried to answer their questions but they couldn’t understand. They began walking across the yard heading to a small shed in the corner where they would shop for homemade items. She worried about them stepping in one of the messes but again had trouble getting some sign of understanding from them. She didn’t want to be seen scooping up the piles of poop so she considered going inside. She would just continue to ignore the mess. But no, she really couldn’t. Not when her yard was open to people coming to look at the handmade stuff. She had to clean it up.

She thought about the four people who she had thought would surely help her, especially since she took care of their needs. But they evidently didn’t buy into the reciprocal nature of giving.  She looked back at the poop surrounding her and an amazingly calm resolve filled her. She would clean it up no matter who saw her or whether anyone else helped her because she knew ultimately everyone had to clean up their own backyards.

“Need some help?” whispered a Voice she knew so well. She closed her eyes and hugged that Voice as she whispered back, “Yes, please.”

She got back to work and was surprised at how fast the cleaning went with Him to keep her company. And she discovered that as she worked on some piles, other piles seemed to disappear on their own.

“Thanks,” she whispered.

“Glad to help,” He whispered back.

As they continued to work together in comfortable companionship, she thought, “Well, maybe we don’t have to clean up our backyards completely by ourselves. I may not be able to count on other people helping me when I need it. But I should have remembered there is One I can always count on.”

 

(Based on a dream, December 14, 2018)

Malformed Pieces

“Uh oh,” she said as she picked up the next tiny plastic piece. “This one won’t fit.” She dropped it into a growing pile of malformed pieces and picked up another one. “Perfect!”

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Usually the repetitive task of fitting the tiny pieces into their places on the sticky grid gave her mind a chance to relax as it daydreamed about problems and goals. But this time as she placed the well shaped piece carefully on the grid, a thought interrupted her wandering mind.

“When you don’t let God trim off your rough edges, you won’t be able to fit into His design as well. Not only won’t you fit within your boundaries, you will bother those around you.”

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She stopped to consider that. “It’s true we all have baggage we bring into our relationship with God, things from the past we hang on to even though we no longer need them just like this tiny piece still has a piece of its manufacturing process attached to it. And I know I fight each time He wants me to let go of something. Maybe there’s a bigger picture to Him wanting to trim me. Maybe sometimes it’s not so much about me as it is about His bigger picture,” she thought, freshly determined to be more cooperative the next time He starts trimming.

She got back to work, still musing on the importance of being trimmed. Then another thought entered. What about all those other pieces in that pile of malformed pieces. There’s more than one reason a piece can’t fit correctly on the grid.

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She picked up the black piece. Totally misshapen.

“Like when we refuse to let God do anything in us. We are still saved – still a piece – but pretty much useless in the design.” She thought about what she had been like when she entered her relationship with God, and she was very glad she wasn’t anything like that anymore. Transformed was a very real fact in her life, unlike that poor piece.

And the tan one?

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“Hmmm,” she thought about the two pieces clinging to each other for a few minutes. “My relationship with Jesus is a very personal one. When I walk with Him, I have to do it alone. It’s just me and Him. He wants me to cling to Him, not anything else. He can surround me with others just like each of these pieces are surrounded by other pieces, but I cannot insist on having someone in the same place I’m in. It just doesn’t work.”

She put the malformed pieces back into their pile and picked up the next perfect tiny plastic piece. As she placed into the design, she breathed a prayer.

“God, form me to fit the spot You have chosen for me. Help me to let go of what holds me back so that I can become part of Your big, amazing design.”

And her heart swelled with peace and contentment, knowing God heard her prayer.

 

(Disclaimer:  I am not promoting this brand of diamond painting. Actually, there’s another brand that I find superior to this one, but this was the only brand that had this specific design and so I went with it.)