God's Perfection

for the sake of brevity (and since they can say it better than i can) i will cut out the commentary this time and simply plagiarize. it may help to read my previous post first.

God’s Perfect Way

“As for God, His way is perfect; the word of the Lord is tried: He is a buckler to all them that trust in Him” (2 Samuel 22:31).

This is the 30^th verse (out of 50) in David’s great “song of deliverance,” evidently considered by God to be of sufficient importance to have it included twice (2 Samuel 22 and Psalm 18) in His written word. Its testimony is greatly needed.

One of the most common excuses given by men for rejecting the God of the Bible is their opinion that His ways are unfair. Even Christians are prone to complain at the way God deals with them. But the fact that we may not understand God’s ways hardly gives us the right to pass judgment on them. He often reminds us in His word that His way is perfect and His word has been tried and proved, again and again. “For the word of the Lord is right; and all His works are done in truth” (Psalm 33:4). “The law of the Lord is perfect, converting the soul” (Psalm 19:7).

We need to settle it in our hearts that, whether we understand them or not, God’s ways are always perfect. What He does is right, and whatever He says must be true by definition. His ways are always in the context of eternity, but we leap to judge in terms of present inconvenience.

His perfect way is seen most fully in Christ, and His truth is heard most clearly in Christ for, “I am the way,” He said, and I am “the truth” (John 14:6). Yet Christ’s way was through the cross, and His truth was opposed by the father of lies (John 8:44). God’s way for us may lead us into suffering and great opposition, but His way is always perfect and His way is tried and true. If we trust Him through it all He will be our buckler as He was for David. “Every word of God is pure: He is a shield unto htem that put their trust in Him (Proverbs 30:5). HMM

--My Daily Bread, December 6^th

The Secret is Acceptance

“I will put my trust in Him.” – Hebrews 2:13

Helen Roseveare was a British medical missionary in the Congo years ago during an uprising. Her faith was strong and her trust was confident, yet she was raped and assaulted and treated brutally. Commenting later, she said, “I must ask myself a question as if it came directly from the Lord. ‘Can you thank Me for trusting you with this experience even if I never tell you why?’”

What a profound thought. God has trusted each of us with our own set of unfair circumstances and unexplained experiences to deal with. Can we still trust in Him even if He never tells us why?

The secret to responsible trust is acceptance. Acceptance is taking from God’s hand absolutely anything He gives, looking into His face in trust and thanksgiving, knowing that the confinement of the hedge we’re in is good and for His glory.

--Perfect Trust, Charles Swindoll

Give God Your Worries

“Who among you that fears the Lord,… let him trust in the name of the Lord and rely on his God.” – Isaiah 50:10

Let’s get six words clearly fixed in our minds. These six words form the foundation of God’s therapeutic process for all worrywarts.

WORRY ABOUT NOTHING

PRAY ABOUT EVERYTHING

What qualifies as a worry? Anything that drains your tank of joy – something you cannot change, something you are not responsible for, something you are unable to control, something (or someone) that frightens and torments you, agitates you, keeps you awake when you should be asleep. All of that now needs to be switched from your worry list to your prayer list. Give each worry – one by one – to God… Tell Him you will no longer keep your anxiety to yourself…

The more you practice giving your mental burdens to the Lord, the more exciting it gets to see how God will handle the things that are impossible for you to do anything about.

--Laugh Again, Charles Swindoll

God's Providence

God always ignores the present perfection for the ultimate perfection. He is not concerned about making you blessed and happy just now; He is working out His ultimate perfection all the time – ‘that they may be even as we are.’” – My Utmost for His Highest, April 27^th

Isn't it amazing how God gives us exactly what we need exactly when we need it or tells us exactly what we need to hear exactly when we need to hear it?

He does not give us comfort to make us comfortable, but to make us comforters.

Often times in the midst of our crisis, in our humanness we can't understand why we go through situations or why we experience pain and suffering, but in the end we can look back and see God's hand at work. And then someone close to us has a similar experience and we are able to pass along the lessons we learned and hopefully provide some comfort or at least be able to say with confidence that God loves us and has it all under control.

Most of you know that my job has been incredibly frustrating lately and I'm going through the "what do I want to do with my life" and "where am I going" phase.

Here is an excerpt from World Intercessors from November of 1982 that came in the mail to my mom when my dad had been out of a job for six months. It showed up on my doorstep this week the same day that without warning they called people into the office at my work and let them go (side note: I wasn't one of them).

No Tears Tomorrow

Stooped by the dwindling brook, Elijah was face to face with famine (1 Kings 17). No dew or rain were to be in sight the next few years, and it was excruciating to scoop up the last drops of water. Was God’s providence really working for him at Cherith?

When do we say, “How providential!”? Is it when someone we love has been spared, a prayer is answered, a wish granted, an undertaking completed, a desperate need met? Or is providence another word for getting what we ask for, and being able to complete our plans?

It’s easier to recognize the love that give than the one that takes. In the education of faith we learn of a providence of loss, a ministry of fading and failing things, a gift of emptiness. A desperate situation can change into a notable blessing when we reach the end of our resources and meet God at the beginning of His.

Elijah’s account pictures the progress of providence. Divinely led to Cherith, he was fed there for a time. But then the brook dried up. If he could have seen the widow’s cottage at Zarephath with the oil and meal that wouldn't fail, he would have no test.

However, in the precious paradox of providence God builds the final success on the basis of temporary failure. There are things we don’t learn until we walk in the borderland of need, until we watch a failing brook in a famished land.

Had he walked straight the Zarephath we would be without the description of his prayer of faith: “Elijah was a man just like us. He prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops” (James 5:17,18).

What light does Elijah’s story cast on our experiences? Many of us have been or are at Cherith and a waterless brook. A loss of job, sorrow, disappointment, loneliness, dilemmas, weakness, frustrations in relationships – all create turmoil and hurt. Our outlook brightens, however, if we understand that God leads us through hard places; He doesn't keep us there. They are merely stages of the journey; and tomorrow will explain today.

All of us can say, “The Lord gave.” Some of us must add, “And the Lord has taken away.” If faithful and patient, however, we’ll someday find that He has given double for all the losses.

Whatever your stance in life, have faith in God, pray without ceasing, and give thanks in everything. Whether His providence is obscure or clear, it’s always operative, full of love, and right in the end. The tears of life belong to the interlude, not the finale.

--Alice Huff, November 1982

Even when I don’t understand it or I get frustrated or I want to know why right now instead of waiting patiently, God has got it all under control and it may not be for me to know (Abraham had thirteen years of silence and I can’t stand five minutes without a huge neon sign telling me which direction I should go). Who am I to question the Almighty God of the Universe?

Isaiah 40:12-14

¹² Who has measured the waters in the hollow of his hand,
or with the breadth of his hand marked off the heavens?
Who has held the dust of the earth in a basket,
or weighed the mountains on the scales
and the hills in a balance?
¹³ Who can fathom the Spirit of the LORD,
or instruct the LORD as his counselor?
¹⁴ Whom did the LORD consult to enlighten him,
and who taught him the right way?
Who was it that taught him knowledge,
or showed him the path of understanding?

Isaiah 55:8-9:

⁸ “For my thoughts are not your thoughts,
neither are your ways my ways,”
declares the LORD.
⁹ “As the heavens are higher than the earth,
so are my ways higher than your ways
and my thoughts than your thoughts.

Isaiah 40:11

He tends his flock like a shepherd: He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those that have young.

Psalm 31:24

Be strong and take heart, all you who hope in the LORD.

Ephesians 6:10

Be strong in the Lord and in His mighty power

Some day I'll be able to look back at my current situation and see the why, but for the moment, I need to learn to trust.

In the meantime, I am incredibly thankful that I have a job and I have people in my life who can remind me of the Sovereignty of God when I need it most.

Our Daily Bread

Psalm 119:105-112 (New International Version, ©2010)

¹⁰⁵ Your word is a lamp for my feet,
a light on my path.
¹⁰⁶ I have taken an oath and confirmed it,
that I will follow your righteous laws.
¹⁰⁷ I have suffered much;
preserve my life, LORD, according to your word.
¹⁰⁸ Accept, LORD, the willing praise of my mouth,
and teach me your laws.
¹⁰⁹ Though I constantly take my life in my hands,
I will not forget your law.
¹¹⁰ The wicked have set a snare for me,
but I have not strayed from your precepts.
¹¹¹ Your statutes are my heritage forever;
they are the joy of my heart.
¹¹² My heart is set on keeping your decrees
to the very end.

"I've always thought that I could get through just about anything if the Lord would tell me what the outcome would be. I believe that 'all things work together for good' in the end (Rom. 8:28), but I'd do a lot better in dark times if I knew exactly what the "good" would look like.

But God usually doesn't show us where He is taking us. He just asks us to trust Him. It's like driving a car at night. Our headlights never shine all the way to our destination; they illuminate only about 160 feet ahead. But that doesn't deter us from moving forward. We trust our headlights. All we really need is enough light to keep moving forward.

God's Word is like headlights in dark times. It is full of promises we need to keep us from driving our lives into the ditch of bitterness and despair. His word promises that He will never leave us nor forsake us (Heb. 13:5). His Word assures us that He knows the plans He has for us, plans for wholeness and not for evil, to give us 'a future and a hope' (Jer. 29:11). And He tells us that our trials are there to make us better, not bitter (James 1:2-4).

So the next time you feel as if you're driving in the dark, remember to trust your headlights - God's Word will light your way." -- Joe Stowell

snow...

update: NECN said we officially got 18" here in framingham... and my car has now been re-plowed in.

it is being called the "january blizzard" and has dropped a few feet of snow all over the state. there was no way i was getting out of my apartment complex this morning - even if i could've gotten out of my parking space i wasn't going to brave the hill. the governor and the mayor both put out requests asking all non-essential employees to stay home, so i happily complied. though i am working remotely (technology is both a blessing and a curse).

warning: picture overload... but, i figured brock and brax could at least appreciate it.

note: as of this posting it is still snowing outside. or maybe the incredible wind just makes it seem like it is still snowing. either way, it is wet, but not nearly as bad as this morning.

my first attempt at pictures this morning was unsuccessful since i mostly just got snowflakes

a few hours later it had calmed down enough to take some from my balcony (i wasn't wanting to go outside yet).

i broke my screen door -- i opened it to take pictures and the snow got in the runners so it came off the tracks and won't close (fixable once the snow is gone).

opened the door and the snow came inside over the lip/step

they keep plowing and it keeps coming... the smaller plow puts it in piles and then a front loader comes by and pushes it to the end -- except now they're out of places to put it so the pile is still in the middle of the road
my car before:

my car after: clean(ish)- at least i can get out now if i need to... pending it doesn't snow more or they don't re-plow me back in
the rest are just scenery of my complex (kind of nice looking)


one of the snow piles:
kind of picturesque (would make a good postcard):

i get it from my momma

Obviously our parents influence how or why we do a lot of things. Often times I notice myself doing something and can’t figure out why and then I realize it’s because my mom did it that way. Don’t get me wrong, my dad has had a lot of influence on my habits (like the need to walk down the ice cream aisle at the grocery store every time I go). But there are some little quirky things that are definitely from my mom.

Two recent examples:

1. Drinking coffee and eating breakfast in the bathroom while getting ready for the day. This works a lot better for her than for me since I no longer have bathroom counter space and quite frequently spill on my white rug, but it is a habit I just can’t break. Even if I have plenty of extra time to eat breakfast elsewhere (which is a rarity) I always have coffee in the bathroom with me. Side note: my dad along with both Meg and Phil are sit at the table and read the paper while eating before getting ready for the day kind of people.
2. Chewing a half a piece of gum and putting the other half back in the box. This used to frustrate me as a kid because I’d reach for a piece to only pull out a half. Now it frustrates my friends when they go to pull out a piece and only get a half. Hahaha.

thanksgiving (part 2)

here is a smattering of pictures from thanksgiving (this was on thursday but i uploaded my photos out of order so the posts are out of order)...

breakfast bright and early (well, bright and early for my friends - i was up at 3:15 to take trupti to logan express)... tim, nicole, angela

ben was so excited to be going to work on thanksgiving
angela chopping onions for the traditional stuffing
peeling fifteen pounds of potatoes. yes, i sat on the floor - it was the least awkward position for my back
nicole chopping chorizo for the mexican stuffing
mmmm... appetizers... chex mix, veggie tray, green and black olives, amazing crab dip, and awesome spinach artichoke dip
tim sauteing the celery
angela's apple pie recipe made by nicole (for dessert we also had cheesecake by rachel, pecan pie by me, pumpkin pie by yoly, chocolate fudge pie by angela)
buttering up the turkey
poor rachel had her wisdom teeth removed on tuesday and her face was incredibly swollen and sore. a sweet kiss from her husband to make it feel better...
dinner for fourteen
lalo's contribution: making hot cocoa for chris
rusty carved the turkey

ready to eat! menu: two kinds of stuffing, turkey, mashed potatoes, chicken noodle dumplings, broccoli, green bean casserole, sweet potato casserole, baked mac and cheese, overnight layered salad, crescent rolls, cranberry orange chutney
family picture: tim, ben, nicole, yoly, lalo, jeremy, angela, me, rachel, randall
the boys had dish duty. since men are linear thinkers, they formed an assembly line (i was actually pretty impressed by how efficient they were and how quickly they got it done)

black friday

every year my friend, amber, has gone black friday shopping (she is seriously a master shopper). i've never felt the need to go. in fact, last year i worked on black friday. but this year i decided to go with her. she returned from baltimore at 3:30 friday morning after driving through the night to get her husband, alex, back in town so he could work. instead of going to bed she came and picked me up. crazy girl.

there weren't that many people out and we got some good deals (i got jeans, and two sweaters).

plus, i got my first of the season peppermint mocha (with whip) from starbucks!

this is her "it's 5:00 in the morning and i haven't been to bed yet so don't take my picture" face from old navy

modeling hats at khols
the steal of the century: denim and leather jacket from target. love it!

after five and a half hours of shopping we watched elf to officially kick of the christmas season. while amber looks lively in this picture, she was passed out ten minutes later. hahaha. of course, i can't say anything since i also slept through almost the whole movie.