Tag : direction
Tag : direction
Was it supposed to rain today?
As I watch the skies light up outside and listen to the rain pound my back patio, I realize there was a change in the forecast and this definitely jeopardizes my plans to do a little work in the backyard today.
How do you handle change?
Change can be annoying.
It can be intimidating.
Change can be overwhelming.
But if you like adventure, it can also be exciting.
I’m having to think seriously about a possible radical change in my life. When worry tries to set in, I attempt to push back the thoughts. When I can’t sleep, I attempt to drift back into slumber. Most of the time that doesn’t work.
But I’ve found that when change knocks on my door, the best place to take it is to Jesus.
Colossians 2:3 says, “In Christ lie hidden all the treasures of wisdom and knowledge.” Even though we don’t know how to proceed, Jesus will give us clarity concerning His will for our lives. I have received dreams, have obtained needed information through a non-fiction book I happen to be reading at this time, and counsel from my husband and friends. I feel I am being prepared for something new, but now I have to wait and see if I am correct about this particular change. I have prayed a bold prayer that if this is God’s will, then it will happen, and that will be my green light to proceed.
God does not want us to fear change. If we are full aligned with Him, then change is often used to advance us to a new level spiritually. In a devotion I read today it said our prayer should be, “God, do in me whatever you need to do so that I will exhibit your (spiritual) Fruit.”
So today, are you willing to be open to change even though it does not feel comfortable? If so, that’s part of what it looks like to fully surrender your life to God.
Passover begins tonight night at Sundown. This is a remembrance of a time when Jews were enslaved in Egypt but to start the process of deliverance, God delivered ten plagues so the Egyptian Pharaoh would be convinced to free the Jewish people. The last plague was the death of the first born child. God’s chosen ones were instructed to take the blood of an unblemished lamb and paint it over their doorframe so the angel of death would pass over their house—and he did. After this act of mercy, God issued a commandment to the Jews to never forget how He acted on their behalf.
“Obey these instructions as a lasting ordinance for you and your descendants. When you enter the land that the Lord will give you as he promised, observe this ceremony. And when your children ask you, ‘What does this ceremony mean to you?’ then tell them, ‘It is the Passover sacrifice to the Lord, who passed over the houses of the Israelites in Egypt and spared our homes when he struck down the Egyptians.’ Then the people bowed down and worshiped” (Exodus 12:24–27).
Since being called back to my Jewish roots in 2014, many things have changed in my life but a couple of the most radical changes occurred during last year’s Passover remembrance.
All this began in December 2014 at a shop named “Shorashim” (Meaning in English is “Roots”) in Israel six years ago when God whispered in my ear that even though my Jewish father died before I was born, my Jewish roots never died. I was perplexed. What did that mean? Was I supposed to attend a Messianic synagogue? Take Hebrew?
While it took a couple of years, I now attend a monthly Shabbat service at our church and I am finishing up Hebrew at The King’s University. Yes, I can now read Hebrew passages in the Bible. It is thrilling! But last Passover, I fasted not only from pork, which I now do during every Jewish festival, but also from bread. It was during that time that I:
It was a powerful Passover during a very difficult season. But this Passover, we are in a different place, aren’t we? We are starting to come out of the Pandemic, and here in Texas it’s feeling a little more normal. Regardless, tonight I will begin another fast for seven days. Here’s what I know applies to all of us. When we fast out of obedience, or to seek answers, God is faithful. Sometimes He will shift our direction in a very exciting way when we take the time to put aside our own agenda and listen. If I had not fasted last Passover, it would have been “business as usual” and I would have missed an exciting turn of events in my life. This Passover, or maybe it’s Easter week for you, consider going even deeper with God through a fast and be prepared for him to reveal his magnificent plan for your life.
That’s the best way to describe how I’m feeling right now in the midst of the Texas snow event and the rolling blackouts. Power on. Power off. Power on. Power off. POWER ON! Hurry up, get that load of laundry done. Run the dishwasher. Better yet. Send emails! How should I spend this window of connection? Those of you who live in Texas can probably relate.
My Hebrew class was cancelled yesterday, as was a radio interview I was supposed to do. An event scheduled for Thursday—delayed for two months.
However, I am realizing this “pause” on top of the pause we are already experiencing, because of the Pandemic, has created some additional time to catch up on studies and take care of projects that had been lying dormant. Projects like cleaning out email on my computer (thanking God there’s a light on my computer), removing moldy food from the fridge, and giving the floors a once over. It feels good to have more order in the house. After all, we are created in the image of God and He is a God of order.
What is interesting is that last week I fasted from my usual eating regimen for a couple of days because I was feeling overwhelmed with my schedule and needed guidance. Between leading Pearls of Promise and other ministry commitments, there are a lot of moving parts. I specifically prayed about one organization that I love but that requires a lot of my time. Am I supposed to remain involved? So that was the focus of my fast. G-d is faithful. He made it very clear through repeat messages that I was supposed to stick with this commitment. I then said to the LORD, Well okay. Then could you expand my time so I don’t feel like I’m always behind?
That’s when everything came to a standstill because of the snow storm. I am not saying this happened because of my fast, but the timing is interesting. He used the snow to open up a window of time to play catch up—a quick answer to my prayer. Mummified in a couple of throws because of the lower than usual indoor temperature, I spent extra time studying yesterday afternoon and feel more confident about my classes. Today, I plan to actually get ahead in Hebrew, and last night I cleaned out about 7000 emails from my inbox.
I also realized that fasting is a certain way to hear from God and to perhaps move a mountain that seems immovable.
When the disciples were unable to heal a boy with an evil spirit, possibly embarrassed by their power outage, they asked Jesus why they weren’t successful. Jesus said, “This kind can come out by nothing but prayer and fasting” (Mark 9:29).
So we are no different than the disciples. When we’re facing a roadblock, uncertain about direction or have a big decision in our lives, then setting aside a day or two to fast from food—I ate only fruit—could save us from additional days of uncertainty.
When we need an answer fast, it’s time to “fast.”
While we are just experiencing “rolling blackouts” at our home, today I want to pray for the millions of people in Texas who are without any power or water. LORD, keep them safe. Provide your warmth. Stretch supplies of bottled water and food and I pray that this situation turns around quickly. We trust you, LORD, to take care of your children. In the name of Jesus I pray, AMEN.
Today as I was cleaning up and going through papers that I need to get rid of, I realized this time of isolation provides a great opportunity to discard of things no longer needed.
While tearing papers, I came across a letter my husband wrote to me 37 years ago. He was acknowledging his undying love for me, his beautiful flower (He called me Rose), and how happy he was that we were together. After reading this thoughtful and sentimental letter, I cried!
My husband passed away six years ago. Until today, I did not realize how much I missed him. Yes, I grieved for a while after he was gone, but a flood of grief engulfed me after I read his letter. You see, I had forgotten he wrote it to me and the fact that I was not looking for it touched the core of my heart. Was he trying to tell me something? Was he thinking about me today? Was he saying, “I miss you.” “I am so proud of you.”
I am reminded of a scripture. Hebrews 12:1 assures us (the faithful), that “we are surrounded by … a great cloud of witnesses.” The cloud referred to as “great” indicates that millions of believers have gone before us, each bearing witness to the life of faith we now live.
Yes see, it was just yesterday I was offered a position as Chair for a Christian organization that I am connected to, and I accepted. This is a great opportunity but I am holding onto God’s hand as I move forward because he has put me in a place of responsibility beyond my experience. I believe my husband was saying to me: “Rose; you can do this. I am cheering you on.”
Once we say yes to God’s will and to His ways, no telling where he will direct us to be his hands and feet. “Since the Lord is directing your steps, why try to understand anything that happens along the way” (Proverbs 20:24). We have to simply trust Him.
You are unique and God has blessed you with a special gift or gifts for His will and purpose. It’s never too late to serve Him. “Commit to the LORD whatever you do, and he will establish your plans” (Proverb 16:3). We just have to remember to let him lead.
My God richly bless you.
Do you seek godly counsel when perplexed about a situation? It’s important to reach out to other Christians when you’re not sure how to proceed. Proverbs 15:22 says, “Without counsel plans fail, but with many advisers they succeed.” I did that this past week. I needed some advice about a couple of scenarios I was facing so I sought counsel from long-time sister friends. They gave the exact same direction, which in my mind was a confirmation of what I was already thinking.
But when we are struggling, our help shouldn’t only come from our pals. Sometimes it’s a natural tendency to run to our friends first—we long for human conversation, a person on the other end of the phone line. We crave their discernment, however, our all-knowing loving God, who knows the number of hairs on our heads, wants first fruits. He desires for us to take our confusion, worries, and relationships to him before anyone else. Isaiah 2:22 says, “Stop trusting in mere humans, who have but a breath in their nostrils. Why hold them in esteem?”
The book of Hosea is written to God’s chosen ones, the Israelites, and reveals the Lord’s broken heart because His children have turned to others besides Him. They have embraced idols and worshiped other gods. The one true God feels like He’s been cheated on and because of that, pronounces judgment for the Israelites’ unfaithfulness. He reminds them in Hosea 14:8, “O Israel, stay away from idols! I am the one who answers your prayers and cares for you. I am like a tree that is always green; all your fruit comes from me.”
Where does our help come from? “My help comes from the LORD, the Maker of heaven and earth” (Psalm 121:1).
I know it’s difficult when we can’t see God face-to-face and we can’t reach out and touch Him, but over the years, I’ve found Him so faithful to provide direction.
If I’m not supposed to proceed in a certain direction, I ask Him to block it.
If I am supposed to move forward, I pray for His favor.
He gives it.
He places people in my path, His Holy Spirit’s voice in my spirit, and the words of the Bible often leap off the page when He’s speaking. I know He cares about the details of my life, just as He cares about your specifics.
The next time you have a problem,, it’s important to ask other believers for advice, but always remember that no one knows you better than your heavenly Father. Check in first to His divine Help Desk.