Where do I start?
I have this friend that is always so encouraging. Great kind of friend to have right. And if that's not enough, he encourages me to get into the word of God. WOW - that's the best. He likes how I break the word down. He likes my teaching style. And whenever we talk, he always nudges me to write more of my blog posts. I love to write, I love to teach, I love Jesus, so why then do I go so long in between posts on my blog for God? Well that's a very good question actually.
Really - the world has happened. There is so much political correctness that is expected, and so many are offended by so called Christians because after all we are hypocrits. And because some in this world have strayed so far from morality and Christianity - the word seems very unrealistic.
So again I ask - Where do I start?
While talking to my friend tonight, he reminded me - Jesus wasn't always politically correct - but he always spoke the truth.
I pray I can find that balance - to deliver the word to those who are willing to hear it. That it will draw people closer the the Lord that I know to be so loving and kind and forgiving. I pray that my words of truth never leave anyone to feel hopeless, but hopeful.
God give me the right words to speak to your people. Words that lift up and don't drag down. Help me to be kind but not let political correctness hold me back.
May God's word give you hope and happiness and peace - now and always.
Thanks my friend -
Blessings to all,
Lynn
Monday, December 7, 2015
Sunday, January 11, 2015
Mary or Martha
I remember watching my parents just randomly talking to people they didn't know. And I remember being slightly embarrassed thinking oh those people may be busy you should leave them alone. Not that my parents were saying bad things, it was usually a compliment to them or maybe their child. And I really think my Dad whom doesn't travel at all knows everyone, or at least he thinks he does. He says, Hey do I know you? But for some reason it would make me uneasy that they would just talk to random strangers.
As I got older there were times when people would stop me and tell me what a beautiful child I had, that she was sweet or precious - and that just made this Mama's heart beam. A Blessing from God. But I've also found that people will just start talking to me. So I listen, I guess I figured they needed someone to talk to.
One day while visiting an aviation museum, I stopped in front of a particular airplane reading about it's function in WWII. An an older woman stopped and started telling me a story of how she and her brother were in WWII. She was a civilian working the radios and he was a fly boy on one of the bombers, and flew this type of airplane. She told of how they would go out on their missions and she would wait to hear her brothers call sign to come back in. I could tell that she was reliving it like she was there at that very moment. Suddenly she stopped and looked slightly embarrassed and apologized for rambling on.
I told her no apology necessary I was enjoying the story. I don't know if I needed to listen or she needed to talk, but I've never forgotten it.
Now I'm a little older, and a little bolder, I find myself just randomly speaking to strangers. Flash a smile, give an encouraging word, or compliment, or help them if I know how. And I ask myself, why do I do that? Is it because I'm bolder now as I'm older, or is it that I've slowed down enough to be in the moment. Have I taken the focus off myself and taken the time to look around me. By not focusing on what has happened or what is going to happen, but by being in the moment helps you to not miss a blessing that God may be trying to give you. Maybe even from a stranger.
I'm a Martha most of the time. I've got places to be and things to do.
Luke 10:38-42 (NIV)
38 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”
41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one.[a] Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
And even though I am often told I'm a good listener, I'm also guilty of constantly planning my next move. There needs to be balance. It's important to pay attention to what needs to be done. But it's also important to be present and love on those around you, whether it's Jesus or a stranger.
The light of Jesus will shine through you if you let it. Your smile, kind word or listening ear, may be the only Jesus they will see.
I pray you find a stranger to compliment.
Blessings,
Lynn
As I got older there were times when people would stop me and tell me what a beautiful child I had, that she was sweet or precious - and that just made this Mama's heart beam. A Blessing from God. But I've also found that people will just start talking to me. So I listen, I guess I figured they needed someone to talk to.
One day while visiting an aviation museum, I stopped in front of a particular airplane reading about it's function in WWII. An an older woman stopped and started telling me a story of how she and her brother were in WWII. She was a civilian working the radios and he was a fly boy on one of the bombers, and flew this type of airplane. She told of how they would go out on their missions and she would wait to hear her brothers call sign to come back in. I could tell that she was reliving it like she was there at that very moment. Suddenly she stopped and looked slightly embarrassed and apologized for rambling on.
I told her no apology necessary I was enjoying the story. I don't know if I needed to listen or she needed to talk, but I've never forgotten it.
Now I'm a little older, and a little bolder, I find myself just randomly speaking to strangers. Flash a smile, give an encouraging word, or compliment, or help them if I know how. And I ask myself, why do I do that? Is it because I'm bolder now as I'm older, or is it that I've slowed down enough to be in the moment. Have I taken the focus off myself and taken the time to look around me. By not focusing on what has happened or what is going to happen, but by being in the moment helps you to not miss a blessing that God may be trying to give you. Maybe even from a stranger.
I'm a Martha most of the time. I've got places to be and things to do.
Luke 10:38-42 (NIV)
38 As Jesus and his disciples were on their way, he came to a village where a woman named Martha opened her home to him. 39 She had a sister called Mary, who sat at the Lord’s feet listening to what he said. 40 But Martha was distracted by all the preparations that had to be made. She came to him and asked, “Lord, don’t you care that my sister has left me to do the work by myself? Tell her to help me!”
41 “Martha, Martha,” the Lord answered, “you are worried and upset about many things, 42 but few things are needed—or indeed only one.[a] Mary has chosen what is better, and it will not be taken away from her.”
And even though I am often told I'm a good listener, I'm also guilty of constantly planning my next move. There needs to be balance. It's important to pay attention to what needs to be done. But it's also important to be present and love on those around you, whether it's Jesus or a stranger.
The light of Jesus will shine through you if you let it. Your smile, kind word or listening ear, may be the only Jesus they will see.
I pray you find a stranger to compliment.
Blessings,
Lynn
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