happy with what it looks like now. for now. heh.
happy with what it looks like now. for now. heh.
God Does Big Things
by Max Lucado
“Do not despise these small beginnings, for the LORD rejoices to see the work begin” (Zech. 4:10 NLT).
Begin. Just begin! What seems small to you might be huge to someone else. Just ask Bohn Fawkes. During World War II, he piloted a B-17. On one mission he sustained flak from Nazi antiaircraft guns. Even though his gas tanks were hit, the plane did not explode, and Fawkes was able to land the plane.
On the morning following the raid, Fawkes asked his crew chief for the German shell. He wanted to keep a souvenir of his incredible good fortune. The crew chief explained that not just one but eleven shells had been found in the gas tanks, none of which had exploded.
Technicians opened the missiles and found them void of explosive charge. They were clean and harmless and with one exception, empty. The exception contained a carefully rolled piece of paper. On it a message had been scrawled in the Czech language. Translated, the note read: “This is all we can do for you now.”
A courageous assembly-line worker was disarming bombs and scribbled the note. He couldn’t end the war, but he could save one plane. He couldn’t do everything, but he could do something. So he did it.
God does big things with small deeds.
Against a towering giant, a brook pebble seems futile. But God used it to topple Goliath. Compared to the tithes of the wealthy, a widow’s coins seem puny. But Jesus used them to inspire us. And in contrast with sophisticated priests and powerful Roman rulers, a cross-suspended carpenter seemed nothing but a waste of life. Few Jewish leaders mourned his death. Only a handful of friends buried his body. The people turned their attention back to the temple. Why not?
What power does a buried rabbi have? We know the answer. Mustard-seed and leaven-lump power. Power to tear away death rags and push away death rocks. Power to change history. In the hands of God, small seeds grow into sheltering trees. Tiny leaven expands into nourishing loaves.
Small deeds can change the world. Sow the mustard seed. Bury the leaven lump. Make the call. Write the check. Organize the committee.
God inhabits the tiny seed, empowers the tiny deed. He cures the common life by giving no common life, by offering no common gifts. Don’t discount the smallness of your deeds.
Today’s Verse: “For God has not given us a spirit of fear and timidity, but of power, love, and self-discipline” (II Timothy 1:7, NLT).
So many people today are living with less than God’s best because they’ve allowed fear to stop them from pursuing their dreams. We have to remember that fear is not from God. It’s a lie from the enemy to paralyze us and steal our power.
Today’s verse tells what God has given us: power, love, and self-discipline or self-control. When you are confident in God’s promises, there’s nothing that can stop you. But when fear creeps in, you hesitate. You’re not as strong as you were before. You feel powerless. Not only that, but it affects your love. Love prompts us to give, and when we are afraid, we tend to clench our fists and act selfishly. Fear also affects our self-discipline or self-control. It makes us panic and do things without thinking.
If you’ve allowed fear to steal from you in any area of life, today you can be free—you can be finished with fear. Conquering fear starts with a choice to believe God’s promises, and then taking a step of faith to act on them. As you step out, God will be with you. He’ll give you power, love, and self-discipline so that you can confidently move forward into the abundant life He has for you!
Prayer for Today: Father God, I come to You today declaring that I am finished with fear. Thank You for giving me power, love, and a sound mind. I choose to stand on Your promises. Fill me with Your peace and joy today as I move forward in victory with You. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.
there’s no other place than in Your arms of love.
no weeping, no hurt or pain, no suffering – You hold me now.
no darkness, no sick or lame, no hiding – You hold me now.
I still believe in Your faithfulness
I still believe in Your truth
I still believe in Your Holy Word
Even if I don’t see, I still believe – Jeremy Camp
I rest in Your embrace, Lord.
I trust You.
Only You, Jesus.
have you ever had days where words elude you? well, I’ve had some and today’s one.
I found myself singing –
this is the day, you have made
I will rejoice and be glad in it
I won’t worry about tomorrow
I’ll trust in all that you have to say
today is the day nah nah nah nah
every day is a today.
and when I have nothing else to say, I will still sing. I will praise you and lift my voice. cause my hope is in You and You said you’ll love me and never leave me alone.
oh how when I am left faithless, You abide faithful.
“Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted within me? hope in God: for I shall yet praise him, who is the health of my countenance, and my God.” -Psalm 43:5
today is the day.
those words got caught in the depths of my throat. those four words I rehearsed and re-rehearsed (if there is such a word) about a zillion times all the “one-hour” way home. I tried to swallow but I choked.
deliberating the methods of facing up to my undoing; I chose confrontation (one to one) over texting, lest I startle her with my incompetent phrasing.
I parked, got out of the car, looked at my mum squarely in the eyes and said, “I crashed the car.” it was out in a heartbeat.
there was a pregnant pause – followed by, “where?”
the entire family proceeded to scrutinize the damage. I stood there rooted to the ground. if there was a perfect situation to describe speechless, this would be it.
later that night, she asked me how I felt. I went quiet and thought about it for abit. it kinds felt like a cross between being stuck in a whirlwind and a tormenting storm.
as the storm rages, you are faced with the threat of being thrown overboard. you hang onto the sails and then the realization hits you – slowly but surely. there is a captain in charge of the ship. he steers the ship. he will never let you get hurt let alone entertain the thought of you being thrown overboard. and you? you belong onboard the ship. all you need to do is rest. and watch him ride the waves and calm the storm.
I don’t have all the answers and I don’t always know why, but I know that YOU are in control. and I judge your love for me, faithful – a love that never fails – by the cross.
you are my strength regardless of my circumstance.
xoxo Jesus’ girl :)