Lessons in Set Apart (Holiness) – Part 2

December 9, 2016 at 7:05 am (Remodeling the Mind, WSGD Newes) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

Tiara stepped out to run to the store. She blew a kiss to her husband through the window of his office and headed towards the truck. As always her glance was drawn upward towards the sky, again it took her breath away. Clouds whipped and twisted like pixie dust and ringlets of gold and pink were like whispers of the Spirits heart at play and delight. The sun was falling faster towards the southern horizon, soon it would withdrawal it’s effects of warmth from the evening air. Venus, The Splendor; as God had taught the magi so long ago was holding a steady and beautiful course to follow the sun just over head. Tiara smiled and thanked Adonai (the Lord), once again for being the King of the Universe and giving her eyes to see it. As she walked up to the truck, her attention was drawn to the lights that had just came on across the street. Both houses seemed to be in sync for timing of the holiday affair of lights. One was distinctly christmas, a big Santa took up the center of attention with traditional icicle lights and candy canes scattered about. The other house was more to Tiaras liking, not traditional, classy and done with artistic aplomb! Still with signs of the traditional holiday but with things you don’t find in every yard this time of year. The mini hot air balloon was particularly pretty. Beauty abounded this evening in the form  of lights.  

As she opened the truck door to get in, Tiara sighed, keys jangling. Reminding her of the sounds she’d imagine of sleigh bells a bit from her many years of holiday recollections. The door closed and she started the truck, looking at her house, still with summer yard lights glowing, but faintly as the sun no longer provided the solar panels with the light, having a northern exposure. For the third year her house would only display the mogan David she had decorated with lights and the Menorah as the candles were lit each night until they melted down losing their illumination. The thought made her smile but with a slight sigh, she loved the lights of christmas.

Lord may this house be lit up for You by our every word and deed.  

It had been harder than she thought to let go of all things christmas. A blessing beyond words but also it came with much misunderstanding and inner turmoil. It would have been easier if she’d never celebrated the holiday in the first place. Many family members especially her children and her young nieces and nephews with their children never complained to her face, God was good; but in the air between them there was question and disappointment. Gift giving was another part of holiday making that had been given up for Tiara and Josh. It was hard, they were giving and loving at heart, it was hard to be the only two people who didn’t enter the family tradition. Tiara wondered what kind of memories her grandchildren would form at the decision they had made. Being set apart often felt alienating and hurt a bit too. 

Father forgive me for my longing to be seen different than You truly see me. Thank You for giving me this way and the eyes to see the Truth to follow. Collect these sighs likes tears in that bottle You have for me. May You bless my children, grandchildren, friends and family in a special way dear Lord in these days. Help me to hear and obey You with a whole heart.  

The truck in gear, Tiara began to pull out of her driveway. She pushed the button to listen to her favorite station. ‘Silver bells’, the famous song greeted her. She “leaned in’ to hear if the Lord would again ask her to refrain from listening. That still small Voice confirmed, and she tried four different stations, all were playing various holiday music. She turned off the radio. Another sigh…

It’s everywhere, dear Father of Lights. Can a little sweet music be so bad? Oh, Lord You know how I love to sing and worship you. That last one was Third Days rendition of ‘O Holy Night’…I admit I’m a bit unsure of the harm. But…not my will but Your will Master of my musical heart. Teach me what You will in this too. 

The impression of how this ‘having nothing, NOTHING, to do with evil’ instruction began to teach in deeper ways pressed in.  

My Child, this refraining should not feel so unfamiliar in many other ways in this world than just this time of year. Indeed “it’s everywhere” this theme is, in so many things in this world, yes? I tell you the truth, dear one, that what you say is true, to never have become part of the world, entered into the ways of small compromise would have made this separating much easier, indeed not hard at all. You don’t feel like you miss going to bars do you? 

No, my Lord, I do not.

Because the desire has no attachment of appeal that came with deceit. I’ve asked my people to avoid and hate evil and the ways of it for this reason. Confusion and heart ache come from the small seemingly innocent compromises. You can’t miss what you never knew. Yet all sin and fall short dear Child, and the contrast of longing and separating is my gift to You. That you may remember and with trust turn away so that My instructions for you may become more and more delightful to you as you obey. Do you see what joy you have to hear My Voice and heed it’s direction?

Oh yes, yes Lord, I would despair without it!

Trust Me now, then My precious Child, and remember, it’s the heeding of My direction that’s the key here. Do not be tempted to judge or condemn the lights, songs, and many elements of this holiday refraining. Just trust Me, come to Me, like this. What delight I have when you come to Me, and we talk and work out My will for you! Sing to Me a new song now My Child…  

Pulling into the parking lot of the store, Tiara began to sing. 

John 15:3-4

Right now, because of the word which I have spoken to you, you are pruned. Stay united with Me, as I will with you… 

~ Stay tuned for Part 3…~

Grace and peace to you in the Messiah, Yeshua ♡

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Hear, O Israel!

November 10, 2014 at 9:30 pm (Thoughts to Ponder) (, , , , , , , , , )

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Deceptive Independence

July 8, 2013 at 12:06 am (Mile Stones) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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Psalms 130

Adonai (Lord), I call to You from the depths; hear my cry, Adonai!
Let Your ears pay attention to the sound of my pleading.

Yah, (God) if You kept a record of sins, who, Adonai, could stand?
But with You there is forgiveness, so that You will be feared.

I wait longingly for Adonai; I put my hope in His Word.
Everything in me waits for Adonai, more than guards on watch wait for morning, more than guards on watch wait for morning.

Isra’el, put your hope in Adonai! For grace is found with Adonai, and with Him is unlimited redemption.
He will redeem Isra’el from all their wrongdoings.

Psalms 143:8

Make me hear of Your love in the morning, because I rely on You. Make me know the way I should walk because I entrust myself to You.

Did you know there is no concept in God’s Word called independence as most understand it. That thing that says “I don’t need anything but me and freedom to do what I want.”
The 4th of July came and went and the Spirit kept “tugging” on me with the word independence. I figured, at first, I knew what He was saying…listened to Him speak a bit to my heart. Yet, the old urge to speak back…errrr…ask a billion questions kept His “boot” on my butt 🙂

The week was FULL!! Full of His glory, full of His presence, full of activities, full of…distractions. It was odd. Someone praised God for freedom and in the same sentence famed us for finding it in spite of England. My heart sunk…did we?
England traversed the world of “independence” long before the Indians ever saw an Englishman. I know we taught the Indians nothing about freedom. They tried to teach us…but we wouldn’t listen. We came, conquered, and bound up those who were truly free. Sure we fought the tyranny of religious harassment by a government based on human wisdom, but then we shot ourselves in the foot by stealing and killing innocents and just like England tried to placate our conscience by “giving a marginal piece of earth back”. While we here in the United States of America throw parties and watch fireworks, laughing and patting ourselves on our backs for “freedom” – God grieves. We have no clue what our “fight for freedom” means because we think its about us. Freedom in the Word, in the Kingdom of Heaven Yeshua (Jesus) spoke of, is complete dependence on God, the Father. There is no me, my, freedom – only what’s been given to all by God, period.

You can likely understand why my questions hurled heavenward at mach 10. The above was…hard. Not celebratory, humbling and pulled the sparks from my “works” if ya know what I mean. Aren’t we to be constantly in cheer? Thanking God for everything? So I pressed into resisting the “drag” the “Tugger” was intent on slowing me down with.

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Its hard to celebrate when Adonai, Himself is grieving…at least it is to me. I thought at first it was just Montana blue’s (4th of July at Flathead lake in Kalispell, Montana is beyond description). I was missing my “home”…not Home. Ahhh….a light began to dawn! Freedom is so very different to Abba God, and though we are full of ceaseless sin and error, Yeshua was sent and obediently went to gain freedom for every single human being ever to and has ever existed. Indians…Africans…German…Russian…Chinese…Israeli…American…Australian…Canadian…

French…Arab…Egyptian…English…Phillipian…and every nation under Heaven. But no fireworks go off even once a year for this freedom.

Yes, Lord, I can grieve with You.

Who first put fireworks in the sky?

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Who created the human who discovered gun powder? Who created every single human who has worked to make fireworks better and more awesome with time? As for England, PRAISE GOD for those who depended totally on HIM way before America was born! God forgive us Americans for thinking independence is about the freedom to serve Him at our leisure, our wisdom, our discretion. And lo, not just Americans, but the entire human race! God forgive us for our freedom, and teach us ever so faithfully His! May we all become more dependent on Him and CELEBRATE our neediness for HIM! May we mount up like eagles…and know the Wind that calls us forth; never can nor will come at our own hand. God be praised for His patience and love! For without it…surely “Independence Day” would have blown up in every face on earth!

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Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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Mile-Stones Explained

September 7, 2012 at 1:15 am (Mile Stones) (, , , , , , , )

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I love to write. Give me a pen/pencil and paper and they become annals of time.

Diary writing held little to no appeal to me. Writing to catalog events and feelings/thoughts of day to day activities was akin to putting mortar between bricks. I prefer my “bricks” to be easily knocked down and put in a different order. Mortar is for wall building, and I believe God would have my life be more of a garden; where walls never belong and perspectives change as with seasons, so as to keep it new.
There is to me, little to no appeal in a “concrete” life. My soul has been anchored, but my days and activities must flow with the tides of a sometimes calm and often times raging sea. This mile-stone writing can at times feel like throwing pearls to swine. Its the more intimate portion of a relationship, the likes of which would never find “air time” on public TV. There are so many ways to view nakedness, the most sale-able being drama and sex. The same goes for book publishing. For those who are interested in “intimacy” with God, those two categories are redefined to such a degree; its like trying to read a legal document to a child. The language must first be learned (or rather an acquired taste) – otherwise its just plain boring and/or sounds like a bunch of religious mumbo-jumbo.
Make no mistake my poems and prayers are of a very personal nature and take on a form of the nakedness I speak of, but less so and completely different in nature. I suppose those feel like I at least have some “fig-leaves” sewn about me where it matters most. 🙂

The other categories are just plain fun and thankfully not just the work of God in me, and me alone. I can and do “invite” many of His children to share His glory within them. Its often a “share and tell” where the very things God uses to feed, encourage, refresh, renew, restore, and open my eyes “to see” – I simply share with you. The ones I write are just as much for me as any reader. With my “own hand”, God prescribes the lesson for me to learn; not so much are they lessons for any other.

When my Shepherd asks me to Mile-Stone I immediately feel vulnerable – exposed. I post them and rarely go back to read them for a long time. Editing them is no fun. I criticize and squirm with them. These are typically areas God is working to rearrange on a daily basis, I rarely need to re-cap by reading them for a while. Its more like “note-taking”, He takes me back at His own timing. Sometimes they stay “drafted” for days, even weeks before I hit the publish button. Sometimes out of plain resistance, others out of simple obedience. I suppose I like to keep the “deepest” part of me to myself and Abba. 🙂 There feels like no safety in numbers, if you will. Less is more. To be sure, He keeps most of me to Himself! Yet often, as today, He says, “This belongs to My whole Kingdom and family – make it a Mile-Stone”. Oh, if only you could see how it stretches me! Mile-Stone posts are the “spice-rack” of this blog. The dishes they “flavor” are different with each one, the subjects vary like the weather.
I like continuity, flow – randomness is akin to chaos to me. Yet the deeper I go into unity with God the more I find Him…chaotically sequential, the epitome of order, but completely random. Like a hurricane; bands of hundred-plus mile per hour winds, torrential rains, destructive – yet with a phenomenal eye of quiet and calm at its center.

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At the heart of Mile-Stone posts is the struggle and victory of my walk. Learning at His feet, going where He tells me with no maps – just His voice as a “GPS” unit from one place to the next. Its all internal – nothing is as it appears from the “outside”. Hence I can be a fainting goat one minute yet at the same time in the heat of battle (see previous post) – confused and foggy on a “ship” called clarity. The irony is amazing, not the least if which mind-boggling and beautiful! So much like our Shepherd! Such is the depth and richness, agony and ecstasy of walking with the God of the Universe! Of this, I could write all day and never scratch the surface to reveal or convey the rewards of it. May His pleasure be felt as you read, as it does as I write. For this and only this is the reason this blog exist.

Not to steal but to borrow from Mr. Liddell from the 1924 Olympics.

“When I write, I feel His pleasure.” His presence is steadfast and I am immovable when He positions my hand with pen/pencil upon paper. I am home. 

Grace and peace in Yeshua the Messiah ❤

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What would it be like?

June 22, 2011 at 2:03 am (Poems) (, , , , , , , , , , , , , , )

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What would it be like?

To have never known jealousy?

To have never known impatience, or irritability or complacency?

To have never seen anger as a demon; or heard a sarcastic tone that left its mark on the soul?

What would I be like?

If I saw Angels in amongst us everywhere I looked?

If I heard the Voice of God surround the wicked and the crooked?

If I could not discern hatred or envy or strife

If the only thing that registered was the Way, the Truth, the Life

What would my life now be?

If my heart never felt as breaking?

But took the hits and called it love;

In the Christ-like me, in the making

If it never knew the winds of doubt or never shook with fear

If it never wanted to protect itself

Or never emptied of His grace and shame just disappeared

If it had no concept of condemning guilt;

or never felt a selfish hand to touch or bend its way.

If only Gods completeness bled thru its life-force pump each day.

These things are true”, He says to me, “Now live as if it is.”

“No weapon formed against you shall stand.”

“Hear My Voice, and come follow Me and I’ll lead you to this ‘land’.

 

~  2011 ~ Lisa VanValkenburgh

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