Rita on my Caller ID

RITA1 John 4:7-1

Beloved, let us love one another; for love is of God, and he who loves is born of God and knows God. He who does not love does not know God, for God is love.  In this the love of God was made manifest among us, that God sent his only Son into the world, so that we might live through him.  In this is love, not that we loved God but that he loved us and sent his Son to be the expiation for our sins. Beloved, if God so loved us, we also ought to love one another.  No man has ever seen God; if we love one another, God abides in us and his love is perfected in us. 

Thought for the Day:  Pray and see who God sends

Yesterday was a hard day!  You know, the kind of day you want to crawl back into bed and do a total redo.  The kind of day you feel you want to run away, but there is no place to run away to.  Those days come, and when those days come, you just pray for God to come in and save the day.  Then I experienced some time alone because my “boys” were out doing a scout outing.  I found myself yelling a bit, crying a bit, and getting a lot of “stuff” out of my system.  Then, wouldn’t you know it the phone rang and on the other end was my mother, no not my mother in heaven, but my Lolli who loves me like a daughter.  How did she know?  How did she know I needed to hear a voice of someone who loves me?  Because God told her she needed to call me.  She doesn’t normally call on Saturday morning.  We talked and cried, and shared so much with each other.

I no longer have my mother and father with me, and I miss them so much.  The three of us could always feel when we needed to call each other.  My mother would call and after I answered the phone (no matter how “happy” I made my voice sound), she would say “What’s wrong?” immediately making me burst into tears.  My daddy would knock on my door at those moments when I was needing him most.  It seemed our cars would almost drive themselves somewhere we didn’t intend them to drive and we would look up to see the other pulling into a parking area.  I believe those were God moments, and I believe that call from Lolli out of the blue was a God moment yesterday morning.  God answers prayers, even when we do not know what we are praying for, in ways that we need.

Prayer:  Father, God, thank you for loving us!  Thank you for loving us and for answering prayers in the most unexpected ways.  Thank you for placing those people in our lives who simply become You to us.  You are our awesome God!  Amen

Prayer Focus:  Friends who become “God” to us.

She Saw Her Children as Saints

1 Thessalonians 1:10-12

 When he comes on that day to be glorified in his saints, and to be marveled at in all who have believed, because our testimony to you was believed.  To this end we always pray for you, that our God may make you worthy of his call, and may fulfil every good resolve and work of faith by his power, so that the name of our Lord Jesus may be glorified in you, and you in him, according to the grace of our God and the Lord Jesus Christ.   

Thought for the DayWhat will we do to help raise our children as Saints of Christ?

Singing “Rejoice in God’s Saints” and “For All the Saints” at the beginning of the All Saint’s Day Worship Service was special.  As the service progressed the choir sang “Coming Home” which is a powerful anthem bringing thoughts to coming home to God.  The sermon by Pastor Jonathan brought thoughts about how Jesus worked with sinners who were not accepted by society as people he should be with and helped them learn to follow Him.  His sermon was about Zacchaeus and how Jesus worked to bring him, a chief tax collector of the Romans, to follow Him.  He took Zacchaeus from sinner to saint.    As Pastor Jonathan spoke about his life and that he was blessed to still have his family members living and being a part of his life, my tears began to flow as I realized how many of my family members I no longer have with me.  As I knelt at the altar rail after taking communion, I found myself asking, “God, what have you left me here for?” and “What do you want me to do?”  Then, I thought back over something else Pastor Jonathan said in his sermon when he spoke of his great-great-grandmother and that she looked at her children and saw saints.  In other words, I visualized in that moment that I need to look at my children to see saints, saints in the making, saints in training, saints who need their daddy and I to lead them through the process of becoming the saints God intends them to be.

As communion took place and after we lit candles to remember those saints who have gone before us, I began writing the names of my loved ones who have gone before.  The list I wrote was long and included my grandparents, parents, brothers, husband, aunts and uncles who helped lead me to Christ.   I never knew a single moment in my life when I did not know that Jesus loved me, and that knowledge came from those who saw me as a saint.  They saw that I was, and am, a saint in the making, a saint in training, and a saint who needed and still needs people to train me where I will fulfill His plan.  So, today I look at my boys and see saints.  Mark and I occasionally sing a duet of “Find us Faithful” by Steve Green.  Some of the lyrics to the song are: “Surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us run the race not only for the prize.  But as those who’ve gone before us, let us leave to those behind us, the heritage of faithfulness passed on through godly lives.”  How well my family did this as they passed on their faithfulness to me, and how well will I pass on my “Faithfulness” to my children?  As I look at them, let me see “saints” and let me know how to train them in the way that will help them become the faithful saints God intends them to be.

Prayer:  Heavenly Father, you are so awesome.  You have taken us as we are and have loved us and led us to follow You.  Thank you for all the saints who have gone before us to train us in the way that leads to You.  We pray You will “Find us Faithful” in the way we lead others to You.  Be with us today!  Amen.

Prayer Focus:  Parents and Children