God’s Unchanging Word

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God’s Unchanging Word

For feelings come and feelings go,
And feelings are deceiving;
My warrant is the Word of God,
Naught else is worth believing.

Though all my heart should feel condemned
For want of some sweet token,
There is one greater than my heart
Whose word cannot be broken.

I’ll trust in God’s unchanging word
Til soul and body sever;
For, though all things shall pass away,
His word shall stand forever.

— Martin Luther

What’s the Shape of Your Faith: God’s Thumbprints

In the continuing series, “What’s the Shape of Your Faith,” Heather’s question for us this week has to do with those times in life when God has done something specific, something that was obviously just from Him. All Christians have moments like that, whether they are the big dramatic moments or the everyday manna of God’s blessing. Heather calls them “God’s thumbprints.” I like that. 🙂

I’ve been excited about this since I first read of it. Here are just a few:

  • My family moved to a new small town before I started the eighth grade. I had never had trouble making friends before, but that particular school was the most cliquish place I have ever seen. I don’t know how many weeks I spent walking around the grounds at lunch time by myself. Every morning I would beg my mom not to make me go to school and she would practically have to push me out of the car. I’m not sure how long this went on — it seems like months, but it may have been just a few weeks — but finally I became friends with one other girl who was also outside any of the established groups. It was a lonely and painful time in my life, but there are things God wants to teach us in those times. I didn’t see God’s specific thumbprint in the situation, however, until years later when I heard about some of the things that those who I admired and wanted to be “in” with (yea, even had a crush on 🙂 ) were into. I was shocked. Then I saw the Lord’s mercy in keeping me from close friendships with those people. That was a vulnerable and unstable time in my life because it was the time my parents’ marriage was in its final stages. That was the era I did things for which I am ashamed now: who knows how much worse that would have been if I had been close friends with people who would have led me farther astray.
  • I mentioned this in my testimony, but when we moved to another town before I started the eleventh grade, we interviewed at a Christian school. I really wanted to go, but we couldn’t afford the tuition. We drove to the school again to tell them that I would not be able to go after all. My mom went inside while I stayed in the car. The pastor and his wife drove up, saw me, came over and told me someone had paid my way to go to school that year. Someone did the same for my senior year. It was at that school and then through the church the school was under that I got under regular consistent teaching, made sure of my salvation, formed the basics of my convictions, got grounded in the faith, heard about the Christian university I would later attend, and so much more.
  • My parents were not able to help me attend college. I had one scholarship from my Christian school for I think maybe $1,000. I determined every year that if I had the money for the first month’s tuition, I would go and trust God for the rest. Working every summer, I was always able to have at least enough to start, but not enough to go very far. Many times over the years I found a note from the business office in my post office box saying that an anonymous donor had applied money to my account. One semester when I was particularly low in funds, I felt it was presumptious to go to school that way and I should probably plan to stay out a semester and work. Though I did not broadcast my plans, I received notes and checks from people at church urging me to stay in school. I remember one time in particular when my Sunday School class back home took up an offering and sent it to me. It came at just the right time, and I went to the store to buy deodorant and other necessities. I ended up with one dime. When I got back to the dorms, someone told me we were having a hall party that night and they were collecting a dime from every girl on the hall for refreshments. As I gave away my last dime, I had a moment of panic being totally and literally without a dime to my name. Then the Lord reminded me of what He had just done by sending money for my necessities and reminded me to trust Him about every need. Even with all of that, though, I had a pretty big debt accumulated at the end of my college career. (In fact, my husband used to sometimes jokingly refer to our wedding as that happy day when we consolidated our debts. 🙂 ) I struggled with that — the Lord had provided so much, had I not had enough faith to take care of all of it? My husband reminded me that sometimes the Lord provides miraculously through other means, but most often He supplies by giving us work to do to provide money to pay our debts.
  • Just after our first anniversary, my husband and I were driving from SC to Texas to spend Christmas with my folks. On Christmas Eve morning, our car broke down just outside of Biloxi, Mississippi. Our car was a little German Opel that my brother had nicknamed Gustav. We had had trouble with Gustav before, and it was always hard to find parts for it. In fact, one time it had taken four weeks for the needed part to come in. That was in the back of my mind as I silently wondered what we were going to do, how long we would be stranded, how would we get either on to Texas or back to SC — and how we would pay for it as we had no resources, no savings, not even a credit card. I don’t remember for sure but we must have walked somewhere to call for a tow truck because there were no cell phones back then. My husband just picked a mechanic with a towing service out of the yellow pages and called, explained our situation, and mentioned that we had an Opel. The man responded, “Oh, that’s fine. We just bought out an Opel dealership and have a lot of parts on site.” They towed us in, and even though they had closed at noon, one mechanic stayed and worked on our car. I don’t even remember what was wrong with it, but they had the part we needed. I called my mom to let her know we were delayed, and she offered her credit card to pay for it, which the mechanic accepted over the phone. We were amazed at God leading us to just the right mechanic with a random pick from the phone book, and what could have been a long, drawn out ordeal was taken care of in short order!
  • When my second son, Jason was born, he had not one but two knots in his umbilical cord. I hate to think what would have happened if either of those knots had been tight enough to cut off the oxygen and food supply he needed, and I thank God for protecting him through whatever gymnastics he had performed to cause those knots. 🙂
  • After I came down with transverse myelitis, so often I felt that I could serve the Lord so much better without the residual effects of it and asked the Lord many time to remove them. He did provide a great deal of recovery (and after I found out more information about it, I realized it could have been so much worse, and He had indeed limited that trial), but there were still symptoms which affected my everyday life that dismayed me. Yet I did see how He worked in and through it, both in teaching me further dependence on Him and in using me to encourage others. Not long ago I came across a devotional by Elisabeth Elliot about how God uses limitations to shape our ministry — that was a new thought to me which greatly ministered to me and helped me to see the TM in a new light.

There have been so many other little everyday instances of the Lord’s intervention and provision: safety during near collisions in the car, finding something that was lost after earnest prayer about it, praying for wisdom and receiving it, a word of encouragement at just the right moment, something from the Word that was just exactly what I needed for the day. I am so thankful for His loving, intimate, wonderful care!!

You can find other stories of God’s thumbprints or add your own here.

What Is Faith?

 

What is faith? It is believing
That God’s promises are true;
Gladly taking what He offers,
Knowing that it is for you.

What is faith? ‘Tis simply trusting,
Leaning on the Mighty One;
Putting all your weight upon Him,
Yielding all to Him alone.

What is rest? ‘Tis faith reclining
In the Everlasting Arms;
Doubts removed and burdens banished,
Perfect peace amid alarms.

 

—Author Unknown

Works-For-Me Wednesday: Biblical Child-rearing Helps

“Works For Me Wednesday”

When my kids were younger we came across a resource that I just loved called Doorposts. Something brought it to mind recently, and I googled it to see if it was still in business, and was happy to see that it was.

It was begun by a home-schooling family who made up these resources for their own needs and then made them available for others. What I most love about them is the Scriptural focus and basis. One item that was really popular among my friends years ago was the “If-Then” chart. It was designed to help parenting be more consistent. It listed several offenses on one side, a Scripture verse illustrating why the behavior was wrong, and a place for you to put what the penalty would be. There’s also a Blessing Chart that follows a similar format except that it focuses on the positive: rewarding good behavior.

I enjoyed many of their books as well. One was A Day of Delight, about ways to make the “day of rest” special and enjoyable. If you want to be convicted to the core of your being, see A Checklist for Parents. Their book I consulted most often was For Instruction In Righteousness. It covers over 50 topics (like pride, anger, being a busybody, etc.), lists verses on that topic and verses about what happens to people who engage in those behaviors, ideas for discipline, how God blesses people who resist that sin, ideas for reward and encouragement when children show progress in overcoming, and stories and people in the Bible who obeyed or disobeyed in that area. It’s a wonderful resource not only when a problem area comes up in a child’s life, but also to use in family devotions.

There are also doll kits and coloring books.

Most of the books were originally written in the mom of the family’s calligraphy and cute illustrations which makes for a very homey resource.

See Rocks In My Dryer for more tips that work for others.

Do you have the Son?

Just a couple of the passages that stood out to me from my Daily Light reading this morning:

I AM the resurrection, and the life: he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live. (John 11:25).

God hath given to us eternal life, and this life is in his Son. He that hath the Son hath life; and he that hath not the Son of God hath not life. (I John 5:11-12).

As the Bridegroom to His Chosen

This hymn has been on my heart for the last few days:

As the Bridegroom to His Chosen

As the bridegroom to his chosen, as the king unto his realm,
As the keeper to the castle, as the pilot to the helm.
As the captain to his soldiers, as the shepherd to his lambs,
So, Lord, art thou to me.

As the fountain in the garden, as the candle in the dark,
As the treasure in the coffer, as the manna in the ark,
As the firelight in the winter, as the sunlight in the spring
So Lord art thou to me.

As the music at the banquet, as the stamp unto the seal,
As refreshment to the fainting, as the winecup at the meal,
As the singing on the feast day, as the amen to the prayer,
So Lord art thou to me.

As the ruby in the setting, as the honey in the comb
As the light within the lantern, as the father in the home,
As the eagle in the mountains, as the sparrow in the nest,
So Lord art thou to me.

As the sunshine in the heavens, as the image in the glass,
As the fruit unto the fig tree, as the dew unto the grass,
As the rainbow on the hilltop, as the river in the plain,
So Lord art thou to me.

— Jo­han­nes Tau­ler

You can hear a snippet of it here. I first heard it on a CD titled “His way Is Perfect” by Sherry Oliver Trainer. Though I found that CD here, I couldn’t find a source that had music clips from it. But it inspires my heart to worship every time I hear it or think through the words.

Thursday Thirteen: Favorite Bible Verses

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1. And ye shall seek me, and find me, when ye shall search for me with all your heart. Jeremiah 29:13.

2. Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled. Matthew 5:6.

3. But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed. All we like sheep have gone astray; we have turned every one to his own way; and the LORD hath laid on him the iniquity of us all. Isaiah 53:5-6.

4. Fear thou not; for I am with thee: be not dismayed; for I am thy God: I will strengthen thee; yea, I will help thee; yea, I will uphold thee with the right hand of my righteousness. Isaiah 41:10.

5. The LORD hath appeared of old unto me, saying, Yea, I have loved thee with an everlasting love: therefore with lovingkindness have I drawn thee. Jeremiah 31:3.

6. For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life. John 3:16.

7. The LORD thy God in the midst of thee is mighty; he will save, he will rejoice over thee with joy; he will rest in his love, he will joy over thee with singing. Zephanoah 3:17.

8. And Asa cried unto the LORD his God, and said, LORD, it is nothing with thee to help, whether with many, or with them that have no power: help us, O LORD our God; for we rest on thee, and in thy name we go against this multitude. O LORD, thou art our God; let no man prevail against thee. II Chronicles 14:11.

9. Rest in the LORD, and wait patiently for him: fret not thyself because of him who prospereth in his way, because of the man who bringeth wicked devices to pass. Psalm 37:7

10. How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God! therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings. Psalm 36:7

11. The LORD is gracious, and full of compassion; slow to anger, and of great mercy. Psalm 145:8.

12: Put on therefore, as the elect of God, holy and beloved, bowels of mercies, kindness, humbleness of mind, meekness, longsuffering; Forbearing one another, and forgiving one another, if any man have a quarrel against any: even as Christ forgave you, so also do ye. Colossians 3:12-13.

13. Jesus saith unto him, I am the way, the truth, and the life: no man cometh unto the Father, but by me. John 14:6.

(See what other Thursday Thirteeners are up to here.)

What we wanted all the time…

The following was written by Amy Carmichael and included in Amy Carmichael of Dohnavur by Frank Houghton. It is a wonderful picture of our ultimate need and desire: our Father’s fellowship:

It was the hour between lights, and five little people under two years old were waiting for their food. Sometimes the cows belonging to the adjoining village from which part of our milk comes saunter home with more than their usual leisureliness, and then the milk is late. The babies, who do not understand the weary ways of cows, disapprove of having to wait, and that evening they were all very fractious. To add to their woes the boy whose duty it is to light the lamps had been detained, and the quickly gathering twilight fell upon us unawares as we sat together on the nursery veranda. The five fretful babies made discouraging remarks to each other and threw themselves in that exasperated fashion which tells the experienced that the limits of patience have been passed. And the more depressed began to whimper.

At this point a lamp was brought and set behind me so that its light fell upon their toys — a china head long since parted from its body, a tin with small stones in it which when shaken makes a charming noise, several rattles and other sundries. If anything will comfort them their toys will, I thought, as these illuminated treasures caught my attention. But the babies only looked disgusted. One of the most sweet-tempered seized the china head and flung it as far as ever she could. Not one of them would find consolation in toys.

Then a small child endowed with a vivid imagination and a timid disposition was sure she heard something dangerous moving in the bushes outside and she wailed a wail of most infectious misery and terror, and the quick panic which comes upon birds when they hear their own particular warning call, suddenly filled the babies’ hearts, and they howled.

Then I took the lamp and set it in front so that its light did not fall upon the toys but upon myself, and in a moment the whole five were tumbling over me cuddling and caressing — and content.

Are there not evenings in life when our toys have no power to please or soothe? There is not any rest in them or any comfort. Then the one Whom we love best takes the lamp and puts it so that the toys are in the shadow, but His face is in the light. And then we know that that is what we wanted all the time. And He makes His face to shine upon us and gives us peace.

What Is the Shape of Your Faith: Personality

Some weeks ago Heather at Graced By Christ began a series called “What Is the Shape of You Faith?” I participated in the first installment regarding testimony, but haven’t yet in the subsequent ones about Personality, Abilities, Passion, and today’s about Life Experiences. The questions have been a bit more involved than I have had (or maybe made) time to deal with thoroughly, but they have been providing food for thought! I think I am finally ready to deal with the section on personality.

Before I do, though, I want to discuss a couple of inherent dangers in this type of study. Sometimes, when studying or discussing various personality types (or spiritual temperaments), people tend to pigeonhole others based on what they think everyone else’s personality type is and then listen to and react toward them through that filter. While this kind of study can help us understand and interact with others, we have to be careful about pigeonholing and over-simplifying.

One of the other major dangers in studying personality types is the tendency to then use our personalities as an excuse: what comes across to others as a flaw we excuse in ourselves with a “That’s just the way I am” mentality. A former pastor used to say, “With every strength there is an off-setting weakness.” Because we have a fallen nature, our personality traits can have their negative sides. We are all, as Christians, supposed to be continually conforming to Christ’s image. A study of personality can help us understand ourselves and how we relate to others, and we can rejoice in the way God has made us, but that shouldn’t be the end of it: we should be asking the Lord to help smooth the rough edges, to help us see the weakness as well as the strength of our traits so that we can best glorify Him and be used by Him and seek His help and strength to grow and act and react as He wants us to rather than as what comes naturally. For instance, someone who is naturally introverted can understand that that probably means she may not be likely to have a job or ministry that involves dealing with a multitude of people. But she shouldn’t let that introverted tendency cause her to not reach out to others, to not extend herself, to stay within her own four walls (I am introverted, and I know these are my tendencies). By God’s grace, she can reach out. Conversely, some personality types can run roughshod over people and have trouble seeing things any other way but the way they see them, or someone who is very direct and straightforward can come across as lacking in grace and be totally unaware that he or she is coming across that way. With these or any other traits, we can know what our tendencies are and see ways the Lord can use them, but we need to also see those traits are not an end in themselves and ask the Lord to refine us and conform us to His likeness. Any way in which we’re not conformed to His likeness can be a stumblingblock to other people.

On the positive side, years ago my pastor at the time was telling about how some of the different prophets in the Bible were contemporaries of each other. Some of them lived and prophesied around the same time and in the same places, or very close, and had similar messages. One reason for that, he said, was that each one had a different personality or style and could be used by God to reach different people. Some folks would be drawn to the one prophet; some to another. That was eye-opening for me, not just in understanding the Biblical prophets, but in understanding one of the reasons God made different personalities and how He could use them.

One other positive note about studying different personalities is the realization that all the different personality types are needed to balance each other out and accomplish different things.

Now….as to my own personality…I tend to get frustrated with these tests. I tend to be too analytical and often, as I am looking over the choices to answers to specific questions, think that none of them are exactly what my answer would be. 🙂 And the personality tests that result in all the initials have frustrated me because I haven’t quite understood the results, and the explanation of the results went on for pages and pages and only confused me more. But the test Heather recommended had links to explanations of the test results that were fairly easy to digest. I have taken these kinds of tests before and may have come up with some different initials (I thought I had kept the previous results somewhere, but couldn’t find them to compare my current results). But my results for this test were ISTJ: Introverted, Sensing. Thinking, Judging, the one called the Inspector, or in another place, the Guardian, the Duty Fulfiller. As I read through the description, I recognized myself in a lot of it, but disagreed with some of it. I saw and took another personality test on another site, and the result there was ISFJ; Introverted, Sensing, Feeling, Judging, the Nurturer, the Protector Guardian. So the difference seems to be between the thinking and feeling areas. That may be due to those questions on the test where my answer wasn’t clear-cut one way or the other, or, as Heather pointed out in her post, the result of Christ working in me to balance me over the years.

Heather asks:

So now we have our basic temperaments figured out how do we apply them to our faith?

How does your specific personality affect how you relate to those around you?

How does it affect how you relate to other Christians?

Non-Christians?

How does it affect your ministry?

Did you recognize anyone else’s personality when looking over the types?

How might this affect how you relate to them?

How does you personality affect your relationship to the Lord?

This post is already long, so I won’t go through a step-by step analysis: instead I’ll just mention a few things.

I do tend to be more practical than emotional, though I am not unemotional, and there are times in my life I have to fight being ruled by emotion. I agree that I am not effusive and probably can be seen sometimes as aloof. One set of college roommates once told me well into the school year that when they first met me, they thought I was a stuck-up rich kid. 😦 I knew I wasn’t rich and hoped I wasn’t stuck-up! I guess the fact that they felt free to tell me that indicated that they decided I wasn’t after all. That did grieve me, though, that I came across like that, but I often hear that charge being laid against others who are quiet and shy.

My pastor once said that some people are idea people and some people are – I forget what exact word he used, but the type of practical person who works out the ideas. I’m the latter. As such I can get very frustrated with the enthusiastic dreamers and the idea people, when they come up with something that either just won’t work or would be a pain to work out. It’s especially hard when the “dreamer” is the authority over the “doer” – the dreamer/authority comes up with the shadowy but enthusiastic idea which causes the doer to think, “What…?” “Do you have any idea what that would take?” One can feel dumped on in such situations or feel that the dreamer seems to be impractical or just dreaming and not caring about what he is requiring the doer to do, or that the dreamer is just dreaming while the doer has to do all the work. It’s hard to be patient and longsuffering – they probably think it is hard to be patient and longsuffering with the person like me who they might think is a “stick in the mud” or who “doesn’t like to try new things” (not entirely true) or who seems to keep shooting down their great and wonderful ideas. 🙂 It’s just one of those areas where we need to maintain balance, to realize that the world needs both dreamers and doers, and to try to be gracious with each other and find common ground.

One of the differences between the ISTJ and the ISFJ was that the “ISTJs are easily frustrated by the inconsistencies of others, especially when the second parties don’t keep their commitments. But they usually keep their feelings to themselves unless they are asked. And when asked, they don’t mince words. Truth wins out over tact.” I agree with the frustration part, but I don’t usually express myself by not mincing words. I don’t usually express myself at all when it comes to frustrations with others – at least not to that person. My poor dear husband hears a lot of my frustrations with others. I do see a tremendous need for tact, and though I am sure I fail sometimes, I usually try not to directly say, “You should do….” But rather, “You might try…” or “Well, this worked for me…” I think in this I am more like the ISFJ than the ISTJ.

“The grim determination of the ISTJ vindicates itself in officiation of sports events, judiciary functions, or another situation which requires making tough calls and sticking to them.” Grim determination? 🙂 I can’t see myself in any of those occupations – I am too indecisive, too prone to look at all the possible angles.

Words like faithful, dependable, hard-working come up on both profiles. I want to be and try to be – I am acutely aware that I fail in those areas. What progress has been made has mainly been due to growth in Christian character over the years.

“The ISTJ will work for long periods of time and put tremendous amounts of energy into doing any task which they see as important to fulfilling a goal. However, they will resist putting energy into things which don’t make sense to them, or for which they can’t see a practical application. They prefer to work alone, but work well in teams when the situation demands it…The ISTJ has little use for theory or abstract thinking, unless the practical application is clear.” Yep.

“Under stress, ISTJs may fall into ‘catastrophe mode’, where they see nothing but all of the possibilities of what could go wrong. They will berate themselves for things which they should have done differently, or duties which they failed to perform. They will lose their ability to see things calmly and reasonably, and will depress themselves with their visions of doom.” I can be like that – I think I’ve mellowed in this area over the years.

ISFJs are often unappreciated, at work, home, and play. Ironically, because they prove over and over that they can be relied on for their loyalty and unstinting, high-quality work, those around them often take them for granted–even take advantage of them. Admittedly, the problem is sometimes aggravated by the ISFJs themselves; for instance, they are notoriously bad at delegating (‘If you want it done right, do it yourself’). And although they’re hurt by being treated like doormats, they are often unwilling to toot their own horns about their accomplishments because they feel that although they deserve more credit than they’re getting, it’s somehow wrong to want any sort of reward for doing work (which is supposed to be a virtue in itself). (And as low-profile Is, their actions don’t call attention to themselves as with charismatic Es.) Because of all of this, ISFJs are often overworked, and as a result may suffer from psychosomatic illnesses.” Boy, does that paragraph hit the nail on the head!! Especially the last two or three sentences. I don’t really think I am unappreciated, but I can feel that way when I’m overworked and stressed.

“Like most Is, ISFJs have a few, close friends. They are extremely loyal to these, and are ready to provide emotional and practical support at a moment’s notice. (However, like most Fs they hate confrontation; if you get into a fight, don’t expect them to jump in after you. You can count on them, however, run and get the nearest authority figure.)” Yep!

“One ISFJ trait that is easily misunderstood by those who haven’t known them long is that they are often unable to either hide or articulate any distress they may be feeling. For instance, an ISFJ child may be reproved for ‘sulking,’ the actual cause of which is a combination of physical illness plus misguided “good manners.” An adult ISFJ may drive a (later ashamed) friend or SO into a fit of temper over the ISFJ’s unexplained moodiness, only afterwards to explain about a death in the family they ‘didn’t want to burden anyone with.'” This was one of those paragraphs that was very helpful to me – I recognized myself perfectly but couldn’t have told you beforehand that that was what was going on – trying to balance that something is wrong that I can’t hide but can’t articulate either.

The “I” for Introverted is one thing that has remained constant in any personality test. Introversion and shyness aren’t exactly the same things, but they do go together, I think. I was painfully shy growing up. After I became a Christian, because I tended to be pretty quiet in groups, people would comment on my “meek and quiet spirit.” I can testify that a closed mouth does not necessarily indicate a quiet spirit. One can have a raging spirit and still be quiet on the outside (which is not very healthy, by the way!) I usually let other people initiate conversations and friendships (because I usually didn’t know what to do or say or was too timid), usually had one close friend rather than a multitude of friends, was a homebody rather than a person who constantly had to be out doing things with other people. The Lord has helped me with these tendencies a lot through the years. One thing He did was to allow me to go to a small Christian school my last two years of high school, and I got involved in things there, like yearbook and student council, that I never would have dreamed of trying in the larger public high school I had been in, plus being in a smaller school, there is less opportunity to “hide” in the crowd. Then He allowed me to go to a Christian university and be in a dorm room with four other girls at a time. That forces one to interact with other people and come out of oneself a bit. Then He led me to a man to marry who is very easy-going and had no problems talking with or interacting with people. Plus all along the way He helped me to grow in Him and see the need to get beyond myself and reach out to and interact with others. After I was married and began to get involved in my local church, one of the first “jobs” I was asked to do was to go to the visitors at our ladies’ group, speak to them, introduce myself, and ask them to fill out a visitor’s card. That doesn’t sound too hard, does it? Well, it was a big step for me, and many times I would have to find a quiet spot, take a deep breath, and then go on. People who know me now probably would have trouble believing I was ever so shy, but I was. Nowadays I can start a conversation with other people fairly easily (especially if I don’t think about it too much beforehand), but it is still my tendency not to, to let someone else greet a visitor or take the first step. I’m still a homebody and can get very frustrated and depleted when there are a lot of activities going on that take us away from home. With the connection to the “outside world” with the Internet now, it would be all too easy for me to keep within my own four walls, yet thankfully the Lord has shown me the importance over the years of reaching out and interacting with others.

As far as ministry goes, for most of my life I have preferred to be the quiet one behind the scenes doing whatever needed to be done. You wouldn’t think an introverted person would be a leader. Yet God has put me in some positions that I knew I had to take or else be out of His will. I have seen Him stretch me in ways I never would have thought possible. I still feel awkward about the “in front of people” part of those ministries, but He helps me with that.

I don’t know that this post is very coherent: I’ve been thinking about it for weeks and composing it in spurts over days while reading the various profiles and having all of that swirling around in my head. J In some ways it might be better to let this sit for a while and then come back to it and refine it, as far as the writing goes. But since this is already so far behind the other posts on this subject, I want to go ahead and get it out there.

ISFJ Profile

ISTJ Profile

“What he wanteth of time…”

As I was thinking yesterday about four-year-old Canon’s home-going and the loss his family feels, something came to mind from one of my most often read books, Amy Carmichael of Dohnavur by Frank Houghton. There is a section quoting Amy’s writing about the death of one of their little ones at Dohnavur and a passage from a letter of Samuel Rutherford’s to a grieving mother over 200 years before which was a comfort then to Amy:

You have lost a child. Nay, she is not lost to you who is found to Christ; she is not sent away but only sent before, like unto a star which going out of our sight doth not die and vanish, but shineth in another hemisphere: you see her not, yet she doth shine in another country.

If her glass was but a short hour, what she wanteth of time that hath she gotten in Eternity; and you have to rejoice that you have now some treasure laid up in heaven…Your daughter was a part of yourself, and you, being as it were cut and halved, will indeed be grieved; but you have to rejoice that when a part of you is on earth, a great part of you is glorified in heaven…There is less of you out of heaven that the child is there.

I also thought of Jesus’s prayer, “Father, I will that they also, whom thou hast given me, be with me where I am; that they may behold my glory, which thou hast given me: for thou lovedst me before the foundation of the world” (John 17:24).

We rejoice that Canon is with Him where He is, beholding His glory, free from pain and any more surgeries. We could not wish him back. That was one thought that came to me often after my mom passed away, and I missed her sorely and so wanted to talk to her again and give her a hug…but though I could wish her here for my sake, I really couldn’t wish she were here when I have some small inkling of what she is experiencing there.

Yet we are “indeed grieved” by the loss of our loved ones’ presence and fellowship. I know Canon’s family will feel this intensely both now and for many days to come. A verse that someone shared with me that was a great help (I am including the preceding and following verses as well) was from Psalm 119: 75-77: “I know, O LORD, that thy judgments are right, and that thou in faithfulness hast afflicted me. Let, I pray thee, thy merciful kindness be for my comfort, according to thy word unto thy servant. Let thy tender mercies come unto me, that I may live: for thy law is my delight.”

The ladies at Faith Builders asked if anyone would like to, to post a prayer for the family and link it back to a post there. I am not one to write out my prayers generally (even in Bible study books that tell me to…I’d rather just pray them), yet, during one of my mom’s serious illnesses when I asked many people to pray, many of them sent back prayers they had written out for her. I sent those to her, and it touched and ministered to her heart to know that people she didn’t even know would pray for her. So I pray that these specific prayers will be a comfort to Canon’s family.

“Dear Heavenly Father, I pray for Canon’s family during this time of grief. I pray that your merciful kindness would be for their comfort, that they would take refuge in You and know your everlasting arms underneath them, both now and in the days ahead. I pray that the funeral would honor and glorify you and bring comfort to those attending. I pray that you would help Canon’s mom with the many details she has to take care of. I pray that You would bring people across her path who would be able and willing to help both spiritually and practically. I pray for Canon’s siblings, that You would just help them especially during this time: help them not to be confused and hurt and disappointed, but draw them close to Thyself. Help them not to think that You didn’t answer prayer, but to realize that You did answer it, though in a different way. I pray that this would not be used by the evil one to cause bitterness in anyone’s heart that the outcome wasn’t different. I pray that if there are any who do not know You as Lord and Savior, that these events and the funeral would draw them to faith in You. I pray for Your continuing grace for everyone involved in the weeks and months ahead. Thank You for loving us and ministering to us. Thank You for Your grace. Thank You for preparing a place in heaven for Your children. Amen.”