Advent has begun. The remembering is moving into a place in our minds and our activities. We plan our decorations and our shopping and baking. Oh can we plan a spiritual time too? I so want to make it a spiritual season not just filled with packages and stuff that most of us don’t really need. Grandma will do fun special things for the children but I want more than anything for them to know that the season is not about more stuff. It is about the story. Matthew 1:18-24
The story of a young couple given a Divine order. The story of a young couple choosing to be obedient. Even when they didn’t really know what that meant or what it would cost them. The story of a young girl chosen to be a mom the mom….of a saviour. Her saviour and ours. What did she feel like? What did she think? When the angel appeared and said to her ‘fear not.’ It would take your breath away. Fear not… Mary Fear not… I am standing in the presence of an angel and I am told to Fear not? Mary could have said that or at least thought it. How can I not question for I am pure of body and heart.
How did she do it and how did they both sleep at night knowing there would be a son born to them. I would toss and turn and be forever restless. Perhaps since she was carrying the saviour of the world she had an intense peace ‘that passes all understanding-deep within her heart.’ Perhaps as she sat with Joseph and whispered to him, as he held her shaking hand… “I am scared, I don’t understand it all but I choose… I choose… Joseph choose with me…stay with me so we can see… what the angels have told us.” Oh what a moment between them. The choice of obedience and trust. What a precious little couple… We sing, “Oh little town of Bethlehem and We three kings of Orient are.” We sing, “Away in the manger and O Holy Night.”
But can we grasp the HOLY MOMENTS of the passage of time when it began? Where everything around them anticipated the birth of a special baby. The moment when the stillness of the night and the light of the stars were so bright. The moment and reflection of a scared girl becoming a mom and a scared dad holding an infant SO full of power and yet so full of innocence as it all began. They were young. They were beginning a life full of such uncertainties and yet they loved the child just as we would love our newborns. I hold my two month old grandson and I see how precious how miraculous how innocent he is. And this baby in the manger was just like my precious grandson. The difference… When she held his tiny warm body she held the SON Immanuel God with us. Advent is here may we never forget the journey to the manger along the path leading to the story. Lord Jesus Help us to remember The most important story of all time. Your story… O Holy Night… may we fall on our knees and praise you.
Someone at our church lost her husband the day before Thanksgiving. How does one deal with that? He had been on a heart transplant list for four months. Can you imagine? four months of waiting… waiting… waiting… for a heart to be available. It is hard to wait …. to question … can you live longer… will they find a match for you… If their heart is good then it takes a fast acting team to do the surgery and implant the heart into a chest waiting.
He didn’t get a heart. He rested and waited for 4 months and no heart was there to bring life His body weakened and he could wait no longer. God has a reason. God has a purpose for the wait and the heart ache and the final hours. We won’t ever understand it. We won’t ever know why some live and some don’t. We just need to remember this little family now with our prayers. Can you pray with me? He left behind a wife and two sons, ages 8 and 4.
Thank you for being with her God, Give her strength and stamina to press forward in the days and months to come. Help her now to rest in your powerful wonderful love. Help her in her sorrow. Help her in her weakness. For we give her to you as a child of yours who needs your arms to hold her. She needs a hug… Thank you for your promise that you will not ever leave us. Bring comfort to her … bring peace to her… Give her rest through your powerful name ~ Amen
This is the blog I was quoting from I hope it is ok to share it… an awesome reminder for us to slow down and pause. (Click onto the writing in purple or the first line).
On this Thanksgiving day may we be thankful and full of prayer.
Gratitude is the memory of the heart ~ Jean Baptiste Massieu
Thanksgiving. A time for being with family or friends. A time for feasting on wonderful food and sharing in fellowship. A time for setting one day aside for resting and giving thanks for life~ love~ and health. What will you do this thanksgiving? Watch the Macy’s thanksgiving day parade while preparing the food? Will you sleep in and relax or will it be a day of bustling around baking and cooking ‘stressing’ to make everything just right.
Before our day begins~ My prayer for us all is to stop stop Pause and slow down to give thanks.
My prayer is that we will open our eyes to look and see what we have surrounding us.
My prayer is that we will know how richly blessed we are.
We are warm~ fed~ and loved. We have clean sheets on our beds and warm blankets. We have furnaces that take away the chill at the touch of a button and ovens that cook our food. We have hot water by the turn of a faucet and warm towels from the tumble of the dryer.
We are blessed people~ We have the freedom to go the church of our choice or the market when something is needed. How sad it is that We forget…we forget. We are forgetful people and our memory is bad.
We are ungrateful at times We seek more and strive for more.
While others in different countries have nothing. We remain ungrateful and forgetful and it is sad to realize that is who we are. I pray that we can see we are wealthy and rich and so abundantly blessed. Given much~ our bounty is full Our cupboards are running over. Even when we live from paycheck to paycheck we still have the choice of grocery stores with the ability to replenish our stock with fresh water to drink and the protection of a home.
Thanksgiving needs to be not just a day to sit and fill ourselves with wonderfully warm food prepared by loving hands. It needs to be it must be a way of life. We must find a way to remember to give thanks to the one who loved us first and provides for us all that we have.
We must find a way of waking each day and reminding ourselves how much we have to be thankful for.
Gratitude is a memory of our heart~ We must remember how far we have come.
Are we grateful this day Are we thankful this day can we allow ourselves to ask the question?
I read today on anothers blog, and I hope it is ok to share: “When we sit around the table and reach out for each others hands we enter into a sacred place.”
May our hearts prayer not just be a short ‘thank you for this food prayer.’ But a prayer of thanksgiving for we are truly blessed and richly provided for.
The same blog I read said: Without the pause before the thanks, it is just habit.
May we never make giving thanks a habit that is so mundane and normal that we lose the power of the sacred moment.
Prayer is a sacred place I pray that we will allow this thanksgiving to become a new way of life for us. I pray that we will allow ourselves a quiet silence to ‘give thanks with a grateful heart’. On this Thanksgiving I wish you a new way of life and a new hearts perspective to be thankful.
Have your sound on please. Take your time and listen to this song. Take your time and let the words sink in. The cries of our heart and soul searching for depth and intimacy are more important to God than our hallelujah’s from empty places inside. If you have ever been to a ‘charismatic’ church, they say Amen and hallelujah for many reasons throughout the service. It doesn’t mean it is a cry from the heart… its just words… hollow words. Empty sounds coming from voices wanting to be heard but not wanting to be real. God loves our heart’s cries when we bring him our messes… our woundedness. The vulnerable places inside us. Beautiful the mess we are… for that is where HE can begin. Beautiful are the cries from our searching hearts. I pray this be a blessing to you…
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I can do everything through him who gives me strength. ==================== Courage doesn't always roar. Sometimes courage is the quiet voice at the end of the day saying, "I will try again tomorrow." Courage is not the absence of fear but it's taking action in the midst of it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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It's your heart, not the dictionary that gives meaning to your words. Matthew 12:34 (msg) version.
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Ann Voskamp's blog A holy Experience This image of a bleeding heart represents a journey of healing from brokenness to wholeness. Some of my favorite books: One thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp
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I am a mother of two and grandmother of six and mom to two very spoiled kitties. I love to worship and encourage and of course write whenever I can find a topic or subject to share about.
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