Don’t Slack NOW2

Don’t Slack NOW!
Steadfast…Immovable….always abounding.
Your Rock is His Word!

Grace with out limit, ever astounding,
His Voice you have heard!

Unwaveringly patient, ever expounding
God’s strength is transferred. . .

Obedience enforces the enemy’s confounding
The lines are not blurred!

On you, His presence always surrounding
His ability, conferred.

Day, by day God’s love is resounding
From your heart, undeterred!

“Now go out and Rock your World!”
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I LIFT MY HANDS2

I LIFT MY HANDS
I LIFT MY HANDS, AND I REJOICE
I LIFT MY HEART, I LIFT MY VOICE
I BRING MY PRAAAAI –SES, UNTO YOU
MOST HOLY FA -THER, FAITHFUL AND TRUE
MOST HOLY FA-A-THER, WORTHY ARE YOU!

 

I THANK YOU FOR, SALVATION FREE
I THANK YOU FOR, YOUR LIBERTY
I WORSHIP YOU, MY GOD MY KING
I WORSHIP YOU WITH, ALL MY BEING
YOUR POWER, YOUR MIGHT IS – EVERYTHING

 

IN JESUS’ NAME, I STAND COMPLETE
CASTING ALL CARE, AT HIS FEET
THE BLOOD OF JESUS, SPEAKS FOR ME
THE BLOOD OF JESUS, SAYS I’M FREE
I WALK IN HI-I-IS, AUTHORITY!

 

I LIFT MY HANDS, AND I REJOICE
I LIFT MY HEART, I LIFT MY VOICE
I BRING MY PRAI –AI- AISES, UNTO YOU
MOST HOLY FA -THER, FAITHFUL AND TRUE
MOST HOLY FA-THER, WORTHY ARE YOU!

This is a pick-up-your-guitar-your-voice-and your-feet type of song!
It has a catchy tune, but make up your own and dance before the Lord
as you worship!
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Broken Teeth and Broken Promises2

“Can you please help me?  Please!   Everybody else keeps cutting me off and can’t take it one more time. I don’t know what to do – – I’ve called and called – -“
Sheer urgency, and desperation diffused with pain,  colored every loudly spoken word. 


I was nearly out the door when my phone rang.  Hesitating, I only answered because of a Holy-Spirit prompting.   With every fiber of my being, I restrained a hurried, staccato-type answer and infused my voice with as much cheerfulness as possible.  


My errands beckoned, but promptings from above beckoned more loudly.  It’s never convenient, so I settled my briefcase on the floor, put down my purse and sat at my desk. 


“I’ve been calling all over the place for the last four hours and can’t seem to find anybody to help me,“  the voice continued, still pleading.


“It’s okay – – – calm down and tell me what the problem is,” I spoke in deliberate, empathetic tones.    


“Take a breath and I’ll do what I can once I understand what you need,” I said further. 


A couple of halting sputters, and then some breathy sobs were the only responses.


Apparently, my caller’s tooth had broken that morning while she was in conversation with another mother.  Horribly embarrassed, she told me that this time it was a front tooth. 


For the next many minutes, I heard about her plight, an abusive husband, abusive father, the divorce, broken promises, her relocation to the Central Valley and no job.  Medi-Cal wouldn’t pay for all her broken, decayed teeth to get fixed and she didn’t know where to turn. She indicated her desire to work, and that job applications had been turned in. Now the call-backs were starting to come.  


Panic rose in her voice as she expressed her fear of being turned away if she showed up for an interview with her teeth in such poor condition.   She took another breath to continue, but I stopped her. 


My notion was that I had better get things under control so she could receive whatever God had for her. 


Instructing her to take another breath, I indicated that she should close her eyes. When she was still, I began to pray.   Halfway through, muted sobbing echoed on the other end of the phone.  I continued on anyway.  When the Amenfinished the prayer, she sniffed and cleared her throat. 


“Thank you for praying for me.   Thank you. I was raised in church, but since all this stuff has been happening, I don’t even know where my Bible is anymore.  My sister said I just had to have enough faith and things would turn around.”  She told me to watch a lady named Joyce Meyer. 


“But, HOW LONG do I have to wait? HOW LONG?? I have been like this a long time and I’m so exhausted that I never seem to get a break.  Most of these thirty-seven years have been nothing but struggle, struggle, struggle!!” 


A bundle of other negativisms flowed and I listened.   


“Alright, I hear you,” I spoke in unhurried tones, softly, yet with authority. 


“You haven’t reached someone who doesn’t understand. I do.  I understand about being abused and neglected as a child. I DO understand rotten teeth and dental pain.  I understand a husband who doesn’t take responsibility and leaves. I understand going hungry.  I understand not being able to fix my own teeth, or getting medical care for myself because the kids take priority. I understand your frustration and your feeling of being without hope.” 


“But…there is one thing I understand more, and that is that Jesus didn’t come to this world to give you more faith so YOU could do something about your sin and your problems.   You have it all backwards.” 


Many gentle words fell more graciously and powerfully than I knew I could manage on my own. Thank you Lord. 


“I know this: if you give yourself and your problems to Jesus, that doesn’t mean the problems will vanish lickety-split. It took a while for you to get yourself in the mess and it will take a while to get out. “ 


However, it DOES mean that Jesus will get in the middle of the problems and bring His peace.  Once your heart is peaceful, you will be able to see more clearly and God’s Holy Spirit will be able to act in your behalf without you getting in the way trying to solve everything on your own.” 


“And, by the way, all those negative things that keep rolling out of your mouth? You are canceling your own blessings every time you speak.  Let’s ask God to help you turn those negative thoughts around. Every time one comes, stop yourself and say, ‘Thank You, God, that You are meeting all my needs.“

I paused,   “Can you do that?”

“Y e s “ came a tiny, sincere voice. 


“Then I am going to pray with you again and you are going to get God involved back into your life.   You didn’t call me or reach me by accident.  God knew where to send you so you can get what you really need.” 


In brief, she gave her life back to God and received some more instruction from me.  Impressed that it wasn’t ALL on her, but understanding that she did have a part to play; my caller thanked me with voice that had found its footing.


What a change!   


It took the better part of an hour and I only had enough time to do the last thing on my list – to get on the road and drive to my meeting! 


Later that evening, I located some online info and resources.   Before popping it into the mail, I marveled at God’s love and I gave thanks! 


The kicker is that I had been cleaning my office and ran across a stack of Joyce Meyer CDs that I had already enjoyed several times over.   They waited on my counter while I waited for God to show me who needed them.   


Before letting my caller go earlier, I asked her if she had a CD player.  She did.  I told her that I had a stack of Joyce Meyer CDs and that I had just asked God who needed them before she had called.   When I mentioned that I knew who should receive them now, she burst into tears. 


“You already took so much time with me, why are you doing this?” an incredulous voice queried.



“Because God loves you, and He wants to show you that He will take care of you.” 


“Remember?  I said your call was no accident.  God knew right where he was sending you.  Use these CDs to help keep yourself encouraged, and give God the time it takes to get help to you.” 


Broken Teeth, broken lives, and broken promises.  


Only God can heal our Humpty-Dumpty messes.  

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Perspective and Peace


Memories of Christmas Past



Melancholy swept over my heart, and for just a moment it was as if had been hit with a small gust of wind. An involuntary shiver shook my senses. I breathed in and then heard a deep sigh escape.

Each year, we set up a couple of trees. Our smallest Christmas tree is always adorned with picture “ornaments” taken of the family over-the-years. Hesitatingly, I took each of them down, wishing that these little jewels didn’t have to be packed away so soon. It would be a whole year until they came out again!

They triggered so many memories – some good and some not-so-good.  Thoughts of specific hardship or challenges of past years revolved in my mind.   Moving on, I considered the numerous challenges and ghosts of the year past.

Pretty soon, I was just standing there motionless, paralyzed by thought.  So many troubles and storms we had weathered!!

When I came to, I deliberately shook myself as if to shake off some creepy-crawler!  Why is it we can recall the bad stuff so much more readily than the good stuff?

Thoughts of all the people who meandered in and out of my life also strolled in my head.  They either contributed joy or came along bearing a vacant soul-starving weariness.  Huh, well….that’s another story, altogether.
 
Gratitude overtook me as I gazed at the images of my kids in different stages of life.  All in all, I had to thank God that we have come this far, basically unscathed.

Some years were better than others, but there seems to be a common thread for most people.  Certain threads manage to weave themselves into the background and remain undetected.
 
Maybe it’s not exactly that we don’t notice them, but these “issues” have become a familiar aspect of the backdrop.  Instead of taking note and dealing with them, we are conditioned to accept their presence.
 
If I were to be honest, I am amazed by the sheer number of people surrounding me who tolerate sadness or despondency.. An abundance of activity masks their hurt.  They NEVER stop moving or going!  All appears well, yet, it is during private conversations that I learn about what others cannot see –   their emptiness.
 
Sadly, the majority of these people’s family or friends won’t even recognize that there is a problem.  Could it be that they are probably engulfed in a similar type of disquiet themselves?
 
As for me?  Certainly, there have been losses and disappointments, along with plans and wishes that never materialized for me in the year gone by.  Time is unforgiving.  Willingly or not, we are also compelled by its momentum. It gets old.
 
We cannot reclaim the time we spend unwittingly tending background “issues”.  When we realize this, an alert sounds in our spirits!  When a person feels unduly deprived or stolen from, RESOLVE arises!   It doesn’t have to be a New Year’s resolution either.
 
When I was working as a Practice Management Consultant, I had a prospective client ask me what I thought he needed to change in his dental practice.
 
My response?  PERSPECTIVE!
 
It appeared that he had abundance, but couldn’t really SEE the blessings because he was blinded by muted discontent and avarice.  He definitely needed some new glasses!
 
As a facilitator and organizer, I  assess and to provide reasonable solutions immediately.  Long range goals are set and accomplished via several short-term action plans.
 
At times, it also means removing things that are not “best practices.”  Sometimes it is a person who contributes nothing except to suck the life out of the business.   That’s hard, but if it’s gangrenous, it has to go!
 
This dentist didn’t need MORE, he needed to realize what he already had to work with. Then he needed to clear out the “clutter” and reorganize for efficiency.  In doing that, he could discover unrealized profit.
 
This is a PROCESS, and it takes time. Of course, not everyone wants to hear that.  Neither do they wish to embrace those changes which brings change….and ultimately their freedom and growth.
 
But we want a MIRACLE…and we want it NOW!
 
“Calm that storm, Jesus!”
 
It’s pretty simple overall.  The only thing that most people need to change for the NEW year  – OR at any time it becomes evident that change is needed –  is their perspective.
 
Once during a training seminar, I sat through a presentation about “Paradigm Shift.”  A silly but useful mnemonic was given: Take a pair of dimes…turn one to heads and the other to tails.  Now we have a “paradigm shift”.  It is totally another perspective!
 
Some types of shifting or transformation comes more quickly than others.  The idea is not to rush, but to complete the shift.  This really does a number on the attitude.
How about this?  Instead of looking at the storms and wondering why they aren’t calm yet, allow a perspective change.
 
We can pray,
“Jesus, calm the storm in me!”   “Assure my heart that I’m loved, and blessed.  I know have an anchor.  I can’t see it, because it is in the deep, but it is doing its job. Reveal to me those things which might be hindrances and help me to see myself and my circumstances through Your eyes. Help me to be deliberate so I can hear from You!”   
 
Jesus said: “LAUNCH OUT into the DEEP and let down your nets for a catch.”… “And this time their nets were so full of fish they began to tear!” Luke 5:4-6
 
Can you see it? We have Jesus’ permission to change the way we do things OR the way we perceive them.
 
We CAN forget those things which are behind!  We CAN move ahead with great expectations because a house built on God’s Word will be solid!
 
His perspective brings Peace!   
Merry Christmas!

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Crippled by The Ripple

Crushed in spirit.  a head hangs down


Self esteem is shattered


Future relations will be impaired –


They couldn’t see what mattered.
~~


Attitudes will, when left unchecked,


Foster thoughtless living


A child turned inward, torn apart


Some words are unforgiving.
~~


Generations of gloom and doom –


It’s hard to break that curse


The burdened soul, it longs to fly


Sad hearts just makes things worse.
~~


Toss a pebble into a pond


There’s definitely a ripple


Tsunami’s travel the world around


And with their waves, they cripple.
~~ 


Those crashing waves on distant shore


Are hundreds of miles away


So words, injurious, make a wound


Cruel actions cause dismay.
~~


Interesting,  it is to see


How far those ripples travel


The effects, of which, time will tell


As temperaments unravel.
~~


Everything we do and say


Makes a ripple, good or grim


Only God, can healing bring


The curse will end with HIM!



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Words and Attitudes DO Matter