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The Love Gift

Dear Readers,

     This journal entry kept coming to my mind…

 

     THE LOVE GIFT    Journal Entry- 9-19-2013

 

     Often times we wonder if we have any spiritual gifts from God.  I myself, feel like a vessel for the Holy Spirit, and whenever He decides to drop a particular gift on me, He does so at His will.

     But some of us Christians have a gift that stays with us 24-7.  One such person comes to my mind.  It is our pastor’s wife.  She has a gift of unconditional love!  She has the ability to look directly at you with a warm smile, and bring you instantly to tears.  She has so much of this kind of agape love that people magnetically gravitate to her.  It doesn’t matter if you are black, white, yellow or green, she accepts you into her arms unconditionally, no matter what church you have come from, or what background you have, she welcomes everyone with warmth and charm and never makes anyone feel slighted.

     Then, after memorizing your name and every detail about you, she has this amazing ability to find something uniquely special about each person and thanks God for sending you and your uniqueness to her and hubby’s church.

     This is a marvelous gift that only the Holy Spirit can fill her heart, soul, and mind with.  And, it’s all wrapped around a blanket of humility.

     Many of us wonder what gifts God has given to us, but to be so consistent, for so many years in one profound gift is such a blessing; not for her, but for us and our insatiable need to feel special.

     One day as I entered the front door of our church and stepped into a flurry of people, hugs, and hellos, just for a second, I took my eyes off the crowd and glanced to my left, and off in the corner I observed a rare moment which brought a smile to my face and warmed my heart.  I noticed pastor’s wife straightening his tie, and encouraging him about something that was obviously troubling him.  It was so special to observe that private closeness for just a fleeting moment in time, that the picture stayed with me the rest of the day.

     I find myself thanking God regularly for our pastor and his extraordinary wife!

     

                        Love in Christ,  Claire  xoxo

 

1 Cor. 12:4+5, "There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit.  There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord."  (NIV) 

 

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The Love Gift

Dear Readers,

     This journal entry kept coming to my mind…

 

     THE LOVE GIFT    Journal Entry- 9-19-2013

 

     Often times we wonder if we have any spiritual gifts from God.  I myself, feel like a vessel for the Holy Spirit, and whenever He decides to drop a particular gift on me, He does so at His will.

     But some of us Christians have a gift that stays with us 24-7.  One such person comes to my mind.  It is our pastor’s wife.  She has a gift of unconditional love!  She has the ability to look directly at you with a warm smile, and bring you instantly to tears.  She has so much of this kind of agape love that people magnetically gravitate to her.  It doesn’t matter if you are black, white, yellow or green, she accepts you into her arms unconditionally, no matter what church you have come from, or what background you have, she welcomes everyone with warmth and charm and never makes anyone feel slighted.

     Then, after memorizing your name and every detail about you, she has this amazing ability to find something uniquely special about each person and thanks God for sending you and your uniqueness to her and hubby’s church.

     This is a marvelous gift that only the Holy Spirit can fill her heart, soul, and mind with.  And, it’s all wrapped around a blanket of humility.

     Many of us wonder what gifts God has given to us, but to be so consistent, for so many years in one profound gift is such a blessing; not for her, but for us and our insatiable need to feel special.

     One day as I entered the front door of our church and stepped into a flurry of people, hugs, and hellos, just for a second, I took my eyes off the crowd and glanced to my left, and off in the corner I observed a rare moment which brought a smile to my face and warmed my heart.  I noticed pastor’s wife straightening his tie, and encouraging him about something that was obviously troubling him.  It was so special to observe that private closeness for just a fleeting moment in time, that the picture stayed with me the rest of the day.

     I find myself thanking God regularly for our pastor and his extraordinary wife!

     

                        Love in Christ,  Claire  xoxo

 

1 Cor. 12:4+5, "There are different kinds of gifts, but the same Spirit.  There are different kinds of service, but the same Lord."  (NIV) 

 

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The Haunting Memories

Dear Readers,

     I know that some of you can relate to this blog that the Lord placed in my mind one day…

 

     THE HAUNTING MEMORIES  Journal Entry-October 28, 2009

 

     Trauma has a way of pulling us away from being close to the Lord, sometimes for years at a time.  It can be a violent act against us, or the loss of a child, grandchild, or mate;  even the loss of a home, job, or personal possession.  Whatever the traumatic experience was, the thoughts can dwell on our minds and hearts for years, sapping us of our energy and pulling us away from God, who wants to be close and help us through this awful time in our lives.  Instead, we let the hurt linger and linger into painful thoughts, depression and endless pain, pulling us farther and farther away from His saving grace.  After awhile, we might try to pray, read the Word, or get close to God, but still the shocking experience will come back to haunt us.

     Almost anything can trigger the thoughts.  It can be a sight, a smell, or a sound of something causing our minds to instantly be consumed with the draining moment, as if it had just happened.  Then we lose yet another day to be close to the Father.  God knows the human weaklings that we are.  He knows our struggles and patiently waits for us to recover and return to Him once again.

     Ministries suffer great loss in times like these.  Whether small or large, every ministry for God is important.  Satan will use these traumas to pull us away again and again, reminding us of the event, bringing back feelings of guilt, shock, horror, or whatever feeling he can use to send our traumatized bodies to blankness.

     Sometimes 30 years or more may have passed but memories of the event come back so strongly it seems only moments ago that it happened.  During these times we do a grave injustice to the Lord.  In the Word, He tells us over and over that all is forgiven and forgotten.  But we still will continue to dwell on these moments in time, often for weeks or months.  During the anniversary date each year when we should be rejoicing, we again will mourn the loss.  Fear, anger, or numbness will consume us on the actual day or month.  Occasionally, we’ll even experience guilt even if we, "don’t" feel badly.

     Humans are weak and we tend to hang onto things.  Satan depends on this!  It helps him in his quest to constantly pull us away from God’s Word that continually tells us we don’t have to hang on to the past anymore.  When these memories do come back to haunt us we need to immediately rebuke them in Jesus’s name over and over until the dwelling thoughts leave.  Some days we might have to rebuke from dawn til dusk, but we must not quit.  To go the other way will continue to rob us of precious time with God and the ministry He has in mind for each of us.

     One way I survive is to dwell on sensing the closeness of the Holy Spirit.  Feeling Him in the room I’m in, or the walk I’m taking, or the drive in my car.  I listen intently for His voice in my heart and in my head, no matter where I am, whether alone or in a crowd.  I shut off the radio, TV, and computer and search the silence in the quietness around me.  I void my mind of words and just look around at everything.  I listen to birds singing, clocks ticking, water flowing, my house creaking, my shoes hitting the pavement, the wind blowing in the trees, the owls hooting at sunset, the coyotes howling at night, or the turkeys gobbling off in the distance.  Peace covers me when I silence my mind and all of a sudden it happens; satan is gone and the Holy Spirit takes over and the trauma is put away once again.  But most importantly, I notice that God is right there waiting for me, close again!

                    Love in Christ,  Claire xoxo

 

Eph. 4:31+32, "Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice.  Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ, God forgave you."  (NIV)

Phil. 3:13+14, "Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it.  But one thing I do; forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."  (NIV) 

 

 

 

 

 

      

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The Haunting Memories

Dear Readers,

     I know that some of you can relate to this blog that the Lord placed in my mind one day…

 

     THE HAUNTING MEMORIES  Journal Entry-October 28, 2009

 

     Trauma has a way of pulling us away from being close to the Lord, sometimes for years at a time.  It can be a violent act against us, or the loss of a child, grandchild, or mate.  Or, the loss of a home, job, or personal possession.  Whatever the traumatic experience was, the thoughts can dwell on our minds and hearts for years, sapping us of our energy and pulling us away from God, who wants to be close and help us through this awful time in our lives.  Instead, we let the hurt linger and linger into painful thoughts, depression and endless pain, pulling us farther and farther away from His saving grace.  After awhile, we might try to pray, read the Word, or get close to God, but still the shocking experience will come back to haunt us.

     Almost anything can trigger the thoughts.  It can be a sight, a smell, or a sound of something causing our minds to instantly be consumed with the draining moment, as if it had just happened.  Then we lose yet another day to be close to the Father.  God knows the human weaklings that we are.  He knows our struggles and patiently waits for us to recover and return to Him once again.

     Ministries suffer great loss in times like these.  Whether small or large, every ministry for God is important.  Satan will use these traumas to pull us away again and again, reminding us of the event, bringing back feelings of guilt, shock, horror, or whatever feeling he can use to send our traumatized bodies to blankness.

     Sometimes 30 years or more may have passed but memories of the event come back so strongly it seems only moments ago that it happened.  During these times we do a grave injustice to the Lord.  In the Word, He tells us over and over that all if forgiven and forgotten.  But we still will continue to dwell on these moments in time, often for weeks or months.  During the anniversary date each year when we should be rejoicing, we again will mourn the loss.  Fear, anger, or numbness will consume us on the actual day or month.  Occasionally, we’ll even experience guilt even if we, "don’t" feel badly.

     Humans are weak and we tend to hang onto things.  Satan depends on this!  It helps him in his quest to constantly pull us away from God’s Word that continually tells us we don’t have to hang on to the past anymore.  When these memories do come back to haunt us we need to immediately rebuke them in Jesus’s name over and over until the dwelling thoughts leave.  Some days we might have to rebuke from dawn til dusk, but we must not quit.  To go the other way will continue to rob us of precious time with God and the ministry He has in mind for each of us.

     One way I survive is to dwell on sensing the closeness of the Holy Spirit.  Feeling Him in the room I’m in, or the walk I’m taking, or the drive in my car.  I listen intently for His voice in my heart and in my head, no matter where I am, whether alone or in a crowd.  I shut off the radio, TV, and computer and search the silence in the quietness around me.  I void my mind of words and just look around at everything.  I listen to birds singing, clocks ticking, water flowing, my house creaking, my shoes hitting the pavement, the wind blowing in the trees, the owls hooting at sunset, the coyotes howling at night, or the turkeys gobbling off in the distance.  Peace covers me when I silence my mind and all of a sudden it happens; satan is gone and the Holy Spirit takes over and the trauma is put away once again.  But most importantly, I notice that God is right there waiting for me, close again!

                    Love in Christ,  Claire xoxo

 

Eph. 4:31+32, "Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice.  Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ, God forgave you."  (NIV)

Phil. 3:13+14, "Brothers, I do not consider myself yet to have taken hold of it.  But one thing I do; forgetting what is behind and straining toward what is ahead, I press on toward the goal to win the prize for which God has called me heavenward in Christ Jesus."  (NIV) 

 

 

 

 

 

      

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