Flame




A tear trailed its way down her cheek as she stared into the fire that held the last six years of her life. For three hours she had stood watching her blood sweat and tears being reduced to nothing but a pile of ash. At this point she could only comprehend what was going on around her as a ballet of firefighters and police, dancing to a song of sirens and shouting.
They had moved into the house together, the new beginning of a partnership of love. Pouring her heart and soul into every section of living space, she created a home from what was once only wood and brick. It seemed that everything that she knew, everything that defined who she was resided within those walls. Everything she had became ingrained within the wood that was now blazing before her very eyes.
A shift in the wind brought the smell of tinder to her, and she pulled the blanket one of the rescuers had placed on her shoulders tighter.
“Honey?”
She knew that she should know the face but at the moment she could not place the person who stood in front of her.
“Let’s get you out of here. You should go try and rest, the police will get in touch with us tomorrow if they find anything.”
She was aware of nodding in agreement, but to what she could not tell you. Slowly she was ushered away from the curb directly across from the scene and to a waiting car. As she dipped into the back seat of the waiting vehicle she turned her head and took one last look back at the building that in a few hours would be nothing but a few coals and embers. One last look at what had defined her for six years, what she had allowed to label her very identity.
The news would report about the mystery of a fire that had gutted a four bedroom, two bath house in a little less than five hours. She knew the next day there would be plans that would have to be made, new situations to contract for her and her family, but before she shut the door of the car, she threw the lighter that she held hidden in her hand, clinging to for the last three hours, into the gutter.



Psalm 39
For the director of music. For Jeduthun. A psalm of David.
1 I said, "I will watch my ways
and keep my tongue from sin;
I will put a muzzle on my mouth
as long as the wicked are in my presence."

2 But when I was silent and still,
not even saying anything good,
my anguish increased.

3 My heart grew hot within me,
and as I meditated, the fire burned;
then I spoke with my tongue:

4 "Show me, O LORD, my life's end
and the number of my days;
let me know how fleeting is my life.

5 You have made my days a mere handbreadth;
the span of my years is as nothing before you.
Each man's life is but a breath.
Selah

6 Man is a mere phantom as he goes to and fro:
He bustles about, but only in vain;
he heaps up wealth, not knowing who will get it.

7 "But now, Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you.

8 Save me from all my transgressions;
do not make me the scorn of fools.

9 I was silent; I would not open my mouth,
for you are the one who has done this.

10 Remove your scourge from me;
I am overcome by the blow of your hand.

11 You rebuke and discipline men for their sin;
you consume their wealth like a moth—
each man is but a breath.
Selah

12 "Hear my prayer, O LORD,
listen to my cry for help;
be not deaf to my weeping.
For I dwell with you as an alien,
a stranger, as all my fathers were.

13 Look away from me, that I may rejoice again
before I depart and am no more."

I am not sure what more needs to be said here. Or what light I can shed on what I have written. I tried to be pretty plain. But the question still remains, have you become so wrapped up in the day and the work that you forget Who it is all for? Have you poured yourself into brick, soil, or even flesh expecting to find relief?

"But now, Lord, what do I look for?
My hope is in you."

Throw a match to it all. Burn it down, for it just a house of mirrors an illusion of the heart, that has not breath nor life.

Much love,
A.

This is my idea of heaven

When you imagine heaven, what do you see? Endless millennia filled with harps and babies in diapers?
In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth and it was good. Everything was in harmony. There was no heaven and earth. Heaven was earth.

Then with one act of rebellion everything fell out of harmony;and that one action resonated throughout the universe. Heaven and earth became two separate entities, and what was-was no more. But we were not the only ones who lost unspeakable amounts on that day, and so began the story of redemption.

The great thing is that it is a love story, and with all great love stories there is a happy ending. Love triumphs, death has been defeated and Truth conquers all. So now we wait, or do we? We must not forget that God is the God of beauty, and even now God gives us a glimpse of what life will be like, when we are reunited with Him.

God is an artist, all one has to do is look and listen to the world around you to believe that to be true. Just this evening as I sat at my window and heard crickets singing praises, the warm air caressed my face as I breathed in the smell of grass and earth. In that moment I was home again. It is an unexplainable feeling when you are kissed by the divine, and sometimes we are too wrapped up in our own lives to stop and drink in the wonders of the Creator.

Think about what you feel when you hear that perfect song? Or when you see the sun peek over the horizon. When your heart swells at the laugh of a child, or the stillness of the forest. The way it feels when your soul sighs, that moment of peace in otherwise broken world. For that moment, there is no death, no famine, no war, no pain. Just peace. You and God and Completeness.

That is just a taste of what heaven is. In heaven it is where God dwells, and one day we will be able to participate in that wholeness again.

Revelation 21

The New Jerusalem
1Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth, for the first heaven and the first earth had passed away, and there was no longer any sea. 2I saw the Holy City, the new Jerusalem, coming down out of heaven from God, prepared as a bride beautifully dressed for her husband. 3And I heard a loud voice from the throne saying, "Now the dwelling of God is with men, and he will live with them. They will be his people, and God himself will be with them and be their God.


In my mind I see forever as being in constant relationship with my Creator. The restoration of all things, a partnership, a great love affair that was bestowed upon us in the beginning.
My sharing in the completeness of God. Forever at the foot of the Master. Me, my Jesus, my Lover, my Friend, my Savior and Lord. Forever Us, sharing this:

Kuroshio Sea - 2nd largest aquarium tank in the world - (song is Please don't go by Barcelona) from Jon Rawlinson on Vimeo.



This is the 2nd largest aquarium. One day I hope to go see the largest.

Cloud Maneuvers from Jon Rawlinson on Vimeo.



To dance in the clouds.

Respect Mother Nature from Jon Rawlinson on Vimeo.



To claim my rightful place beside Him.

Celebration of Light - UK Night - (music is on the wing by Owl City) from Jon Rawlinson on Vimeo.



Where there is no more darkness. Forever in the Light.


What is your idea of heaven?

Free Hugs

'She is so beautiful.' he thought as they walked through the doors of the nearly empty restaurant.
The way her auburn hair swept across her face as it was blown by the night air might not be a topic of interest to most. And to the naked eye, it was just a seemingly normal evening in mid January; but for him, tonight was the beginning of the rest of his life. From the first moment he saw her he knew, she was the one.

This was their first official date and although it was just a cup of coffee with some friends it had been the best night of his life. As she walked him to his car his palms began to sweat in anticipation of the possibility of a kiss.
"I had a really nice time." he said.

But all his mind could think was: 'Wow look at those eyes. What color were they? Were they gray? Green? Blue?' He wasn't sure, all he knew is that if those were the last eyes he ever saw in his entire life, he would die a happy man.


"I had a really nice time too." He watched her shuffle her feet as they reached the door of his car, kicking stones out of the way and ducking her head as she tired to hide the color that crept onto her face. At least he wasn't the only one who was nervous.


"Can I call you tomorrow?" 'or every day for the rest of my life?'
He was feeling physical pain by leaving her at this moment, and he knew he would burst if he didn't get to touch her soon.

"Sure." She smiled up at him, and he could have sworn his heart stopped at that exact moment.

This is it, I am going to go in for a...


"Um, I need to tell you something..."

He knew it was too good to be true. What was it? She had a boyfriend? She just wanted to be friends? She was in an arranged marriage with some guy from Kazakhstan an was to be wed in a week? She..

"I don't kiss on the first date." Oh thank God, although that was not good news, it was mild compared to what he was imagining and he had remembered her mentioning something about that when they first met.

"That's ok. I can wait." Oh that was smooth.

He knew he wanted to see her again but he didn't know if she felt the same way. If only he could have some sign.

"I would like a hug though, I mean it's not a kiss, but it's something right?"

A hug? Seriously? Well it was better than nothing. He went in slow not wanting to knock over her 5'3' body with his 6'4" frame. She was so tiny, so much so, that her head barely came up to his chin. But aside from her small stature she fit perfectly into his arms. He felt her sighing into his body as he tightened his hold on her.

"Mmm, you are a good hugger." she seemed to swoon.

A good hugger?

A good hugger? What was that supposed to mean? All too soon the hug ended and he was left driving home by himself pondering that very question. What exactly was good about this hug? Did that mean that she liked him as more than a friend? Was she going to really make him wait out the whole three date rule before she kissed him? Would he survive it if she did?

Russ Asay wasn't sure about a lot of things that happened that night, but of two things he was positively certain:

One, Andrea Keibler was possibly the strangest, most peculiar girl he had ever met; and two, he was absolutely, positively head over heels in love with her.

That little ditty is the exact account (according to my husband) of our first date. To me a hug wasn't something that was just a meaningless gesture between near strangers, but on that night was the thing that made me certain I had found the one.
A hug can be many things to many people. An encouragement, a celebration, a tool used to console, and something that can even test the waters of love.

Jaun Mann knows the importance of a hug, and the world is in desperate need for it's kind of medicine.


The Free Hugs campaign is a real life controversial story of Juan Mann, A man who's sole mission was to reach out and hug a stranger to brighten up their life.

In this age of social dis-connectivity and lack of human contact, the effects of the Free Hugs campaign became phenomenal.

As this symbol of human hope spread across the city, police and officials ordered the Free Hugs campaign BANNED. What we then witness is the true spirit of humanity come together in what can only be described as awe inspiring.




What officials failed to realize is that by banning this outreach, they were actually impeding an emotional salve that this country desperately needs.

Studies have shown that hugging has an effect not only on a person's self worth, but can also positively affect a child's language skills, IQ. A hug can help improve the mental outlook of the person who is being hugged, as well as the hugger. According to author, nurse and hug expert Kathleen Keating in The Hug Therapy Book:
"hugging is a very special form of touch therapy that significantly contributes to the way a person heals, and his/her overall health."


There is an account given by David Bresler, Ph.D, former director of UCLA's Pain Control Clinic. Doctor Bresler instructed a female patient suffering from reoccurring pain to receive four hugs a day, these hugs were to be given by her husband who would be playing the vital role of 'hug administrator.' Once her hugging therapy began, the patient reported a distinct drop in the amount of pain she was experiencing.

Touch therapy expert Helen Colton explains:
"..touch is a basic healing need sometimes even more vital than medication."
Colton's observations theorized that when a person's desire for human contact is sated, he becomes physically and emotionally stronger and able to handle problems or traumas.

Dolores Krieger, R.N., Ph.D., professor of nursing at New York University and expert in the field of touch therapy, explains:
"..when one person hugs or touches another, it actually invigorates the body by stimulating the level of hemoglobin which carries oxygen to tissues. When these tissues receive oxygen, they have a new energy that continues to rejuvenate the body."


The unlimited research in the touch therapy field has shown that hugging may help lessen the chances of senility in people age 70+, increases liveliness, curiosity, problem-solving abilities and overall physical well-being, and substantially improves a newborn's developmental progress.


"We need 4 hugs a day for survival. We need 8 hugs a day for maintenance. We need 12 hugs a day for growth."
—Virginia Satir, family therapist


Now that we know the benefits, let us begin the practice of hugging, but before we do it would be irresponsible of me to not give you some guidelines.

One) There are some people who do not like hugs.
For those of us who are seasoned 'huggers' this may be hard to understand or believe. But there are just some people who for one reason or another do not like to be hugged. Because our lack of understanding we may be hurt by the non effort (I call this the 'half-hug') or even outright denial of the hug itself. I am here to tell you do not be offended. If it happens, and it very well may, find a fellow 'hugger' and hug out those frustrations. Or if you are stuck with the non-hugger most of the time they will accept a hearty handshake. Hey, it's not much, but it works.

Two) There are some people who we should NOT hug. The first thing that comes to mind are members of the opposite sex who are now currently or soon to be married. Sometimes that person's spouse is not comfortable with members of the opposite sex engaging in hugs with their partner. This is OK, and totally reasonable. They are not being "overbearing" or "uptight," the bible refers to the bodies of married people as "being not of our own," but belonging to our husband/wife. So hands off if Mary doesn't want you hugging up on her hubby. (Or vice a versa.) It is her/his right.

Three) I would also be ill advised not to say that single people should also limit their hugging of members of the opposite sex. I urge you to be aware, because what can be "just a hug" to you could give the other person an idea of possible romance. I cannot say that this is always the case. However, it is always better to be "safe" in this area than to have some uncomfortable situation unfold that you never intended on occurring.

OK now that my "rules" have been explained I give you detailed steps on how to properly administer a hug. Enjoy. :)

How To Give a Hug
We all know what a hug is already, so let's get to the point. The following guidelines are meant to give insight into how two people can share a good/great hug. The hugs which will be described are not "polite", "casual" or "manly", they are hugs between individuals who wish to totally embrace one another. It's very simple, really:

Step 1: The Approach
Before you give/receive a hug you must take into consideration the position in which your partner is engaging you. This is very important. Observe how the person is embracing you so that you may respond in the best way. There are 4 possible embraces:

1. Underhand: Your partner approaches you with his/her arms ready to wrap around your torso, under yours. This is somewhat popular with women, as I have noticed, but there is not enough data to support this statistic. This type of embrace is commonly undertaken by those who are smaller than you, though this is not neccesary. Respond to this embrace with an Overhand:
2. Overhand: The person approaches you aiming over your shoulders. This is evident by a certain characteristic move which looks sort of like a "dive", though it does not always present itself like this. It is common for someone who is taller than you to approach you with this embrace. This type of embrace is hard to master, and I'd reccomend you only use it to respond to an Underhand.
3. Cross (Right): Your partner approaches you with his/her left arm higher than the right. This will result in your heads tilting to your right, and having each other at your respective lefts. Only with Cross-type hugs can the position of your head be determined by the approach, the prior two don't give any insight into this, they may end up on the left or right (it is not always, however, that the position of the head can be determined in these types of hugs, but most of the time). The left arm will come over the shoulder, while the right arm goes under: this applies to both of you. This embrace is the most common one, and usually performed by two people who are about the same height. It is also reccomended, since you may both cover the most area with your arms and get a tighter, better fitting grip on each other. Use this same embrace as a response.
4. Cross (Left): Your partner approaches you with his/her right arm higher than the left. Your heads will tilt to your left, and you will end up at each other's respective rights. The right arm will come over the shoulder, while the left arm goes under. Respond with this same embrace.


Step 2: The Hug
So you have come together; since your bodies should be neatly fit into each other, there are only two things you need to keep track of at this point: your head, and your arms/hands.

* Your head: Whether you have ended at each other's respective left or right, there are basically only two options for your head at this point: 1) Look forward, maintain your heads touching, and lay your chin on the person's neck lightly if you would like. 2) Burrow your head into your partner's neck, which conveniently seems to allow it to fit. This is most common between lovers, at which point they may engage in kissing each other's necks and other Good Stuff. It is also common if you're being embraced while crying. Note that head positioning may be limited by the person who is hugging Overhand.
* Your arms & hands: This is where it gets tricky for most people. Depending on what type of embrace you have given and received, the maneuverability of your hands will be dictated. Once again, it is best to share a Cross-type hug, so that both your head and arms get the most out of it. Depending on which type of embrace you are sharing, your arms/hands will be be positioned in several ways:
o With an Underhand embrace you may wrap your arms around the person's torso or lift them upwards so that they reach over your partner's shoulder. The latter is not recommended unless the hug is short and generally friendly; also, your hands would only be able to tap. If you wrap around the torso, you may lay one arm over the other, though it is better if you put one on top of the other (i.e.: from the back, "-" stacked arms, or "=" arms both on the back). You may rub with limited range and also pat.
o With an Overhand embrace your arms will typically wrap around the person's head, though you may manage to drive them into the upper torso with a certain angle. This gives you limited maneuverability: you may rub with a very limited range, and pat.
o In both Cross embraces, the arms and hands have the most freedom. Do not be afraid to touch the person's back: you're hugging, your partner will not be upset if you touch his/her back, in fact, (s)he will want you to. Do not lay your arms on top of each other, instead, cover some ground.


Step 3: Finishing Up
After you have embraced the person for a certain time, you may go on to move your arms and hands, and either "rub" or "pat". Rubbing consists running your hands up and down his/her back, creating a very soothing sensation. Patting consists of just that: clapping your hands on his/her back softly. Take some time to take in the hug, however, before you rub or pat. It is actually not necessary to do either of these. Note that many people do not like pats, and many like rubs very much.

You may now disengage and are complete with your hug. Ahh, breathe in all the air you were deprived of while your lungs were being squished. Good stuff.


Misc
There are many other things you can do while giving a hug. One of the simple ones includes lifting up the person if (s)he is shorter and lighter than you. Note that this only works if you have an Underhand hold on the person, or if you're engaged in a Cross-type hug. Do not try this if you engaged the person with an Overhand. If you have the person off of the ground and feel adventurous, you may try to spin him/her once or twice (make sure to have some space before you do this). Another fun thing to do might be to tickle each other as you are disengaging from the hug (since your hands have access to your partner's armpits and sides).





Happy hugging everyone!!

Dinner is served






His legs, not quite able to reach the ground swung freely as we sat waiting in the doctors office.

“Mommy?”

“Yes dearling?”

“Why are we at the doctors?”

“Because Mommy’s eye is sick.”

It was a sunny Monday morning and I was sitting in my doctors waiting room internally begging for my name to be called. My husband has worked the midnight shift for the better part of six years, and so I am used to going it alone during doctors visits and general errand running. But today, today of all days, I needed three extra pairs of hands. As it was I was trying very hard to keep track of a toddler who had just recently decided he wanted nothing to do with sitting still and a six year old who was full of questions. Adding to this a horrible eye infection rendering my left eye nearly useless, not to mention incredibly painful and light sensitive, I was one suffering woman.

“Why is your eye sick?”

“Because it got infected.”

“What is infected?”

“It means germs got into my eye and now I need medicine to get it better.”

“Why did germs get in there?”

“Because Mommy touched her eye while her hands where dirty.”

He paused, and at that moment I prayed that the line of questions be at an end. Eli had just hit that stage where everything was a great mystery to be unraveled, and Mommy was the key to knowledge. Counting the seconds since the last question, I breathed a sigh of relief when it seemed that he might finally be finished. That was one thing that I didn’t have to juggle at the moment I thought to myself.

“Mommy?”

He wasn’t done. “Yes darling.” I tried to reign in the tone of my voice as my youngest kicked, and shrieked for freedom. Eli was unfazed.

“Did God make germs?”

“Well honey, God did make germs but the fall is what caused people to get sick.”

“What’s the fall.” Noah screamed in self-determination.

“It was when sin was first introduced to the world honey.”

“When Adam and Eve ate the fruit?”

“Yes honey, when Adam and Eve ate the fruit.” Noah threw himself back on my lap and smacked his head off my shoulder. I winced. Noah, screamed louder.

“Why did they eat the fruit Mommy?”

“What honey?” I bounced the baby on my knee trying to calm him. “It’s ok Noah, it’s ok.”

“Why did they eat the fruit Mommy?”

“Because they were tricked by the serpent.” How long had I been sitting out here? For goodness sakes can someone shut those blinds.

“They believed what the snake said. But he was a liar, huh Mommy?”

“Yes baby, he lied.” The lady beside us got up and moved. Noah wailed, I threw my head back in frustration and smacked it off the glass window behind me. I am going to kill my husband.

“Why did they believe him?”

“Because of pride.” Yes, I am going to kill him. Preferably with some blunt object. He needed sleep? HA! He didn‘t need sleep, just like I clearly don’t need vision in both eyes to deal with two very active children.

“What’s pride?”

“What Eli?” My temper was slipping. I could feel the last of my reserve crack like a chipped windshield in a hot garage.

“What is pride?” he asked pointedly most likely thinking I didn‘t understand his question.

“When we think that we know better or that we don’t need help.” Stabbing pain shot through my left eye as Noah poked me enjoying the reaction he was getting from doing so. What a neat new game he found.

“So they believed the snake because they didn’t think they needed God’s help?”

“Eli can we talk about this later?” Come on! Those people just got here. Have they no compassion? Can they not see I am a woman in peril! Oh why, why would no one free me from my waiting room hell! I then wondered why I turned into a Emily Bronte when I was angry. I would deal with that later, right now Eli was not giving up so easily.

“Mommy come on, please Mommy.”

I had to give him credit for his persistence. “Well they thought God was lying to them.”

“Why?”

“Why what honey?”

“Why did they think God was lying to them?”

I was stunned. I had not expected this. When this line of questioning started the last place I thought it would end up in was a theology lesson. There are mature Christians that I knew that didn’t ask that question. It was one that I had pondered for awhile just recently and here my six year old was asking it like it was no big deal.
“Um.. I. I am not sure honey.”
“You don’t know?”
“No Eli, Mommy has an idea but she needs to check.”

“Check what?”

“Check with God.”

Eli got very serious. “You talk to God?”

“Yes darling, every day and when I have a question I can ask Him and find the answer in the bible.” Noah who for the last few moments seemed content playing with my wallet suddenly was no longer amused. He threw it to the ground and began to tell me in his own toddler way that in no uncertain terms his patience had too run out. Lord, please. If you love me, even just a little bit, please have them call my….

“Andrea …” THANK YOU JESUS!

“Eli we will talk about this later. Now, grab your brother’s diaper bag they are calling Mommy.”

My son’s inquisitive nature is something I love about him. But at that moment not only was I overwhelmed by his astuteness but also by example that he was teaching me.

When we go into fellowship with God we cannot walk away unchanged. One of the first things that happens to us is that we develop a hunger. Some people have described this phenomenon as ‘the great ache’ a sensation that settles itself into the depths of our souls that is only sedated by the constant digging for knowledge and the desire to know and experience more of our Lord.

Why is this? Why is that pull for Him so great? Christ calls Himself the Living Water in the discussion He has with the Samaritan woman. Imagine if you will a woman who has come to this same well, probably all her life. Every day she pulls from this water source, only to exhaust her supply and have to come back the next day. Every single day it is the same thing, until one day a Jew, who obviously doesn’t know the ‘rules’ tells her about this water that after she imbibes she will never thirst again.


10Jesus answered her, "If you knew the gift of God and who it is that asks you for a drink, you would have asked him and he would have given you living water."

11"Sir," the woman said, "you have nothing to draw with and the well is deep. Where can you get this living water? 12Are you greater than our father Jacob, who gave us the well and drank from it himself, as did also his sons and his flocks and herds?"

13Jesus answered, "Everyone who drinks this water will be thirsty again, 14but whoever drinks the water I give him will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give him will become in him a spring of water welling up to eternal life."

15The woman said to him, "Sir, give me this water so that I won't get thirsty and have to keep coming here to draw water."


At this point in the conversation this woman is not only intrigued but desperate. “Sir, give me this water so I won’t get thirsty and have to keep coming here to draw water.”
Does that not sound like the desperation of a woman who is tired of the emptiness of her brand of drink? She craved a water that could finally dull the dryness in her soul, that she tried for years to quench.

But this is where God always gives us MORE than just what we ask for. That is the beauty of God, this woman is asking for Christ to fill her belly, but instead He starts to fill her heart.


16He told her, "Go, call your husband and come back."

17"I have no husband," she replied.

Jesus said to her, "You are right when you say you have no husband. 18The fact is, you have had five husbands, and the man you now have is not your husband. What you have just said is quite true."

19"Sir," the woman said, "I can see that you are a prophet. 20Our fathers worshiped on this mountain, but you Jews claim that the place where we must worship is in Jerusalem."

21Jesus declared, "Believe me, woman, a time is coming when you will worship the Father neither on this mountain nor in Jerusalem. 22You Samaritans worship what you do not know; we worship what we do know, for salvation is from the Jews. 23Yet a time is coming and has now come when the true worshipers will worship the Father in spirit and truth, for they are the kind of worshipers the Father seeks. 24God is spirit, and his worshipers must worship in spirit and in truth."

25The woman said, "I know that Messiah" (called Christ) "is coming. When he comes, he will explain everything to us."

26Then Jesus declared, "I who speak to you am he."


How many times have we been left empty by what we used to fill our cups. How many times have we come to the same well, in the same square, to draw the same water, and then are surprised when we get the same result of emptiness at the end of the day? Then only to return the next to repeat the pattern. Christ is telling her “You don’t have to do this anymore. I who speak to you am HE.”

When I began my walk and began drinking of God’s word I found something miraculous happened. Not only was I satisfied after I read, but as I grew and dove deeper, His word would change with my ‘tastes.’

God tells us in Exodus that while the Israelites were in the wilderness God would litter the ground with bread in the mornings. Now in ancient Israel, bread was man's "staff of life," the basic staple food. While they could have “survived’ on just a diet of bread God knew they would not be satisfied, and God as He often does took it one step further:

Manna and Quail
1 The whole Israelite community set out from Elim and came to the Desert of Sin, which is between Elim and Sinai, on the fifteenth day of the second month after they had come out of Egypt. 2 In the desert the whole community grumbled against Moses and Aaron. 3 The Israelites said to them, "If only we had died by the LORD's hand in Egypt! There we sat around pots of meat and ate all the food we wanted, but you have brought us out into this desert to starve this entire assembly to death."

4 Then the LORD said to Moses, "I will rain down bread from heaven for you. The people are to go out each day and gather enough for that day. In this way I will test them and see whether they will follow my instructions. 5 On the sixth day they are to prepare what they bring in, and that is to be twice as much as they gather on the other days."

6 So Moses and Aaron said to all the Israelites, "In the evening you will know that it was the LORD who brought you out of Egypt, 7 and in the morning you will see the glory of the LORD, because he has heard your grumbling against him. Who are we, that you should grumble against us?" 8 Moses also said, "You will know that it was the LORD when he gives you meat to eat in the evening and all the bread you want in the morning, because he has heard your grumbling against him. Who are we? You are not grumbling against us, but against the LORD."

9 Then Moses told Aaron, "Say to the entire Israelite community, 'Come before the LORD, for he has heard your grumbling.' "

10 While Aaron was speaking to the whole Israelite community, they looked toward the desert, and there was the glory of the LORD appearing in the cloud.

11 The LORD said to Moses, 12 "I have heard the grumbling of the Israelites. Tell them, 'At twilight you will eat meat, and in the morning you will be filled with bread. Then you will know that I am the LORD your God.' "

13 That evening quail came and covered the camp, and in the morning there was a layer of dew around the camp. 14 When the dew was gone, thin flakes like frost on the ground appeared on the desert floor. 15 When the Israelites saw it, they said to each other, "What is it?" For they did not know what it was.
Moses said to them, "It is the bread the LORD has given you to eat.


When the Israelites where craving meat, God provided quail for His people.
Jesus said “Man cannot live on bread alone, but on every Word that comes out of the mouth of God.”


His word is the sustenance that we Need. That is the only nourishment that makes sense to us. When He met us in the very first dawning of our new life in Him, He knew that we would need to have more. We would desire Him in a way that was a kin to a starving man in that just walked into a buffet.

As I walked into the examination room on that hot day in early summer I couldn’t help but see a little of myself in my son’s thirst for knowledge. Remembering that just that morning I was sitting on the Father’s lap, my legs not quite able to reach the ground swinging freely as I sat and was given my portion of bread, meat, and water for the day. When one first reads the Words of the bible God meets us there at the banquet table. And there as we Open His word we commune with Him as He delights in our hearts and gives us what we crave most.


Psalm 53:2
God looks down from heaven on the sons of men to see if there are any who understand, any who seek God.

Psalm 63:1
[ A psalm of David. When he was in the Desert of Judah. ] O God, you are my God, earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you, my body longs for you, in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
Matt 7
Ask, Seek, Knock
7"Ask and it will be given to you; seek and you will find; knock and the door will be opened to you. 8For everyone who asks receives; he who seeks finds; and to him who knocks, the door will be opened.


*No husbands were harmed during the writing of this blog*

PONG



This week I have been listening to a series by Pastor Rob Bell on forgiveness. The first message in the series titled "Drop the Jawbone" centers around the story of Samson and the Philistines in Judges 15.


Judges 15
Samson's Vengeance on the Philistines
1 Later on, at the time of wheat harvest, Samson took a young goat and went to visit his wife. He said, "I'm going to my wife's room." But her father would not let him go in.

2 "I was so sure you thoroughly hated her," he said, "that I gave her to your friend. Isn't her younger sister more attractive? Take her instead."

3 Samson said to them, "This time I have a right to get even with the Philistines; I will really harm them." 4 So he went out and caught three hundred foxes and tied them tail to tail in pairs. He then fastened a torch to every pair of tails, 5 lit the torches and let the foxes loose in the standing grain of the Philistines. He burned up the shocks and standing grain, together with the vineyards and olive groves.

6 When the Philistines asked, "Who did this?" they were told, "Samson, the Timnite's son-in-law, because his wife was given to his friend."
So the Philistines went up and burned her and her father to death. 7 Samson said to them, "Since you've acted like this, I won't stop until I get my revenge on you." 8 He attacked them viciously and slaughtered many of them. Then he went down and stayed in a cave in the rock of Etam.

9 The Philistines went up and camped in Judah, spreading out near Lehi. 10 The men of Judah asked, "Why have you come to fight us?"
"We have come to take Samson prisoner," they answered, "to do to him as he did to us."

11 Then three thousand men from Judah went down to the cave in the rock of Etam and said to Samson, "Don't you realize that the Philistines are rulers over us? What have you done to us?"
He answered, "I merely did to them what they did to me."

12 They said to him, "We've come to tie you up and hand you over to the Philistines."
Samson said, "Swear to me that you won't kill me yourselves."

13 "Agreed," they answered. "We will only tie you up and hand you over to them. We will not kill you." So they bound him with two new ropes and led him up from the rock. 14 As he approached Lehi, the Philistines came toward him shouting. The Spirit of the LORD came upon him in power. The ropes on his arms became like charred flax, and the bindings dropped from his hands. 15 Finding a fresh jawbone of a donkey, he grabbed it and struck down a thousand men.


Wow. What an intense and crazy story, right? But how is what Samson did any different than what we do when we are harmed?
3 Samson said to them, "This time I have a right to get even with the Philistines; I will really harm them."

How many times have we ourselves said this when we are harmed? Be it by someones words, or actions; how many times do we find ourselves "justifying" the act of revenge.
In the message Pastor Bell explains the premise that people can get caught up in something he calls "relational PONG."

"[Revenge] is the PONG of the heart. 'You hurt me here it comes.'
Bong.
Bong.
Bong.
The story of Samson is so primitive and barbaric and ancient and kinda like 'Come on it's 2009' but revenge may not involve jawbones but its still, primitive and barbaric and brutal. 'I'm only doing them what they did to me. This time I have a right. I'll show them not to mess with me.' Forgiveness begins when we are willing to put the jawbone down and we decide 'I am not going to play PONG with this one.'
Forgiveness begins when you surrender your urge for revenge. Because you have understood that it doesn't work. You never get revenge."


How true is that? How many times do we find ourselves caught up in this little game that we so desperately want out of but just can't seem to drop the paddle? For me it has been too many. Revenge is a drug. It is something that we can so easily be caught up in because it feels good. It is natural to lash out at someone who has just hurt you. But in doing so we begin this game of PONG that can be more harmful than what initially started it in the first place. The bible says:
Romans 12:19
Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay," says the Lord.

When we lash out ourselves we take the power out of God's hands and say. "I don't trust You to handle this."
Check out the rest of the series on forgiveness. It is just as awesome as this first message, and I pray that it touches your heart, and sheds some light on the jawbones you are holding onto in your life as it did mine.

Blessings,

A.

Let's get to work






“Wow......”

“I know.”

Side-by-side we stand just taking in the huge mess that towers in front of us.

“There sure is a lot of junk in here.” I kick a piece of trash away from my foot.

“I know. That is why we need to do this everyday.”

“You do know that I am not the best housekeeper right?”

“I am very aware. But, that is why I am here to help.”

“It seems like too much.”

“It’s going to take some work. It will probably be tiring, and painful, and you are going to want to quit. But again that is why I am here. Remember what I said about ..”

“Yeah, yeah something about burdens being light and such…..."

He looks at me.

"Sorry. I didn’t mean to get snarky.”

“It’s OK. I know.”

Sigh. “Why didn’t I do this earlier?”

“Because you were scared, you were relying on your own power, and hiding in your own sin.”

“I am still scared, and honestly this mountain of trash seems too big.”

“Do you think it is too big for Me?”

“No.”

“Do you think when I said, ‘I will never leave you nor forsake you,’ it meant I wanted you to deal with all your junk on your own?”

“No.”

“Well what are you worried about?”

“Can’t we just fast forward to the end? I mean, You are God, can’t I have some sort of divine Dust Buster and suck all this stuff up?”

Laughs.
“ Divine Dust Buster, huh?”

“Hey you made me, you know how my mind works.”

“Yes I do and that is one of the reasons why you are so precious to Me. I love you so much.” Smiles.

Starts to get emotional.
“I love You too. That is why I am doing this. All this junk seems to be keeping me from You.”

Laughs.
“It isn’t keeping you from Me. I am with you always. But all this junk, it is weighing you down. Think about it this way Andrea, (We are suddenly outside. He points into the air at a bird that seems to be dancing in the sky.) Do you see that bird there? See how free she is? Imagine if you will that she is gathering twigs and bits of string to build her nest. You do not see her carrying more than she can carry and still fly? If she would, she finds out very quickly that she needs to drop it to take flight. You are grounded Andrea, I just want you to fly.”

We are now back infront of the mountain of junk that I have gathered and horded over the past year. It is massive and although I believe Jesus, that I need to be freed from under it, I am still worried.


“You know I am afraid of heights.”

“And I also know you are stalling.”

“Yes I am.”

“I am here Andrea.”

“I know.”

“You are not alone.”

“I know.”

“We can do this together.”

Deep breath. “I know we can. I still wish we had a Divine Dust Buster though.”

Winks. “We do. However I like to call Him My Spirit.”

Shocked, a wide smile breaks across my face.
“Did you just..”

“Explain something so you could understand it? Yeah, I am kinda Awesome like that. Now, lets get to work.” Jesus offers His hand.

I accept it. “I love You.”

“I know.”

Squeezing my hand He leads me as we step into the midst of the things that have been weighing me down. But I am no longer afraid.






We can do this. He can do this.




While I have been away there have been many things I have not gotten rid of, things that have kept me from flying. I have walked through the valley this past year and I am excited to share my travels with you. Throughout the next few months, I will try to share what I have learned along the way, and maybe help you clean through some of the trash you have been hording. Grabs her “Dust Buster”

OK, let’s get to work.