STILL not doing well, this is
the longest I can remember that I have struggled this way. I did go into the Urologist and discussed
whether I should even have the procedure he would be doing in preparation for
the surgery – if I am not doing better I am not sure the surgery is a good idea
– we decided to go ahead with what he had to do and see how I am doing tomorrow
and then discuss that with the surgeon.
His procedure is easily reversed and if it caused more distress we can
stop it.
Carla said my color, grey,
reflected my struggles.
Other than that we are getting
some things done. A friend brought over
about a bushel of concord grapes that we are juicing right now. They can wait a couple of days, if necessary
to can.
We have several bushels of
tomatoes we will have to work up this weekend.
Still debating on just how, we are thinking of making it all into tomato
sauce, canning that and then it can be the base for pizza sauce, etc. by just
adding the spices we want, blend them in and then letting it cool if
necessary. We shall see.
It is funny when we bring fruit
to the house; especially if it is new Blaze has to check it out. He sniffs around and then heads to it. It is one of the few times he really does act
like a dog. He has a good nature though,
and I enjoy having him around.
Mathew 8:6-10 And saying, Lord, my
servant lieth at home sick of the palsy, grievously
tormented.
7 And Jesus saith unto
him, I will come and heal him.
8 The centurion answered
and said, Lord, I am not worthy that thou shouldest come under my roof: but
speak the word only, and my servant shall be
healed.
9 For I am a man under
authority, having soldiers under me: and I say to this man, Go, and he goeth;
and to another, Come, and he cometh; and to my servant, Do this, and he doeth
it.
10 When Jesus heard it, he
marvelled, and said to them that followed, Verily I say unto you, I have not
found so great faith, no, not in Israel.
“A friend
said, ‘You were healed by faith.’ ‘Oh,
no,’ I said, ‘I was healed by Christ.’
What
is the difference? There is a great
difference.
I
was trusting in myself, in my own heart, in my own faith.
I
was asking the Lord to do something for me because of something in me, not
because of something in Him.” A.B.
Simpson
I read this quote the other day,
and I thought, yep, makes sense. But it
was puzzling to me at the same time. I
couldn’t quite get my mind around exactly what he was meaning.
Then the story of the Centurion
came to mind. He was not Jewish. He had
no faith in himself as to whether or not Christ could heal his servant. He had faith in Christ, alone.
He didn’t have some kind of a
grand scheme he thought he needed to do, he didn’t consider ‘I need to build my
faith up before I ask Jesus” he came to Jesus because he had faith in Jesus’
ability to heal – even from a distance.
He believed in Christ, and who
He was; he probably didn’t even think of it as having anything to do with him,
it was all about Christ.
Then I thought about Abraham and
many of the other prophets, they showed faith in God, not in themselves. It wasn’t something they had to build upon
within themselves; they understood it was all dependent on God, not on them.
Now, I need to somehow wrap my
mind around that fact and learn that it is all on Jesus, I just have to fully
trust Him.
So why am I having so much
trouble doing so? Gotta learn to let Him
be Him!
Yesterday I was talking about
the essence of time in relationship with God.
How it cannot be measured. Yes,
Peter gives insight, but it is more of a hyperbole used in the statement meaning
we cannot truly measure God’s time and uses this as an example.
2 Peter
2:8 But, beloved, be not ignorant of this
one thing, that one day is with the Lord as a thousand years, and a thousand
years as one day.
Last night as I was still
thinking about how we are with Him eternally and how that might feel like, it
came to my mind that we have examples in our lives where time is suspended; it
has no bearing on our life.
It happens when we are doing
something we truly enjoy and time goes by without us realizing it, we look at
the clock and cannot believe we have spent that much time – while we were
working time did not exist to us.
When I write I know, from
experience, it will take a minimum of two hours. I don’t worry about it I just know and the
time flies by – sometimes it just comes to me so quickly and so fluidly that
four hours passes by, I look up surprised at how long I have been at it.
Then there are the times we
worship God and we are so involved with Him that time does not exist to us. We have experienced corporate prayer where
everyone is praying together and we feel we are in heaven – there is no time
line, there is no pressure to get it done, we just are, together with God.
Sometimes those sessions with
God, both as an individual in our prayer closets, and with others in corporate
worship can go for hours, but we have no sense of that time, time is
non-existent.
It is part of the beauty of
eternity with God, and we not only know it started with our relationship with
Him, we can actually experience that timeless time with Him, here on earth as we
will have forever, in Heaven.
What a glorious time that will
be!
Later, Art :-)
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