Saturday, 16 July 2016

The One Thing I Must Do This Summer... Fall Hopefully in Love


Summer is tricky for me. 

On the one hand, I'm free from the constraints of a schedule, free to do as I please I suppose, but on the other hand I'm free from the life-supporting role of a schedule. This freedom thing... it's a tricky thing. 

For these past few years, usually by the end of the year I'm in desperate need to be free, but with this long-sought freedom comes a new set of problems. 

I feel lost almost. 

Do you see my problem?  

I want to be able to toss that schedule through the window and embrace the lazy days of summer.  I want to regroup, refresh and refocus. But without a schedule, nothing really happens. I don't want it, yet I feel I need it. What a state I find myself in. 

Is it just me? 

And to add to all of that, the moment I lay back and do nothing... those little fears come creeping in. They start off as a whisper. 'Shouldn't you be doing something, right now?' 'You can't just lie here... there's stuff to be done.' 'You have a school room to clean out and reorganize... a year's worth of lessons to plan.' 'Not to mention all those projects you planned to do during summer.' Pretty soon those whispers crescendo into screams, insisting that I get up and do, and quit just being. 

So, I do what all aspiring life-planners do, I grab my journal and I start planning how to do it all... driven by my fear of the 'dis' state of life. 

Let me explain. 

If I don't attend to my unwritten yet ever-present to-do list, then I would most likely end up disorganized, which then plummets into discouragement. I become disappointed with my less than stellar efforts which leads to further disparaging emotions of discontent and dismay. 

This is a malignant state... the 'dis' state of life, for if left unchecked, I start to doubt... disbelieving the very promises of my Lord to supply ALL that I need. 

It's a cancer that must be stopped. 

You might be thinking, 'What is she talking about?' 'She must be mad?' 

Or you just might understand the dangerous coupling of our negative thoughts with our self-reliance and independence. That prideful part in all of us that says 'I got it all figured out', 'I know just what to do' and then plans and executes and gloats as we wait for our plans to unfold. 

But then they don't. And we end up floating in a sea of disappointment. Disappointment with people, with ourselves and even with God. 

So, typically whenever I've found myself lost, helplessly floating in a sea of disheartenment, I muster whatever little bit of courage I have left, pull myself together and promise myself that I'll try harder, plan better, do better. 

But, no more. 

This summer I've chosen a different path.

It has taken me a while... but I'm figuring out that planning and executing better next time can never guarantee my protection from the swell of disappointment that threatens to wash over me and drown my hope. I'm learning, my friends, that the only balm that soothes our disappointment is, quite simply, the uncaused, unreasonable, unconditional, always and forever love of our God.

I'm being encouraged by Deb over at Counting My Blessings to sit at the feet of Jesus, to just be still in His presence, and that, my friends, is what I'm going to do. I'm going to bask in the glow of His presence, get lost in His sea of immensity and allow Him to overwhelm me with His love. 

Yes, the one thing I must do this summer is to fall hope-fully in Love, for God is Love, and in Him we live and move and have our being



Now, if I allow my thoughts to wander I'll selfishly remember the promises... God's promises to give me so much more than I can imagine, a life rich and full, teeming with blessings and full of hope. That hope that is so desperately needed in this distressing world. 

But I stop, I don't want it to be about me; I just want to keep my eyes on God and be overcome by His love. But I can't help it, I get so excited when I think of how His love will flow out of me and bless those around me. How I would love my husband and children more, love my calling and purpose more, how love for God and his people will ooze out of my very pores. It's skin-tingling to imagine, but for now, I'm simply going to freely give myself to Him and trust Him with the rest.


What about you?
Are you free but not quite free? 
Enslaved by your own fears and expectations? 
Or have you fallen victim to the disease of disappointment and dismay? 
Why don't you join me? 
Break the cycle. 
Stop the endless sea of doing and 
embrace your God-given freedom to be who He has designed you to be. 
There is no time like now to bask in the glow of His love. 
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Just had to add this beautiful song!
Hope you enjoy it as you bask in the glow of His love!

Wednesday, 29 June 2016

Why a Homeschool Yearbook is Good for my Soul


Sometimes I forget. I come to a rest stop on a long, arduous journey... and I simply cannot remember anything else but the challenges, the failures... the not doing enough or being enough. I forget all that I have learned... how I have grown... the joys and thrills... and I simply feel very small... ill-equipped to continue on this not-for-the-weary journey.

If I stay in this place... consumed by my frailness in the light of the enormous task in front of me... I will not move. 

It's a dangerous place. It's a place where for a moment my eyes have fallen off of Jesus and lingered too long on self.

'What did I accomplish this year? Did I do enough? How will I continue?'

It's a place where I forget to remember God's faithfulness.

But thankfully, God in His mercy throws me a line... and pulls me out of the pit. That line is our homeschool yearbook. Sitting down to cull photos and events for our homeschool yearbook is nothing short of spiritual refreshment.

While I come face to face with my own shortcomings, I am wondrously and mercifully reminded of God’s lavish provisions.

We all have them. Milestones along life’s journey... rest stops where we stop and take stock. Moments to pause and reflect... birthdays, anniversaries, graduations, and other times of celebration, or more obscure moments like the end of your first year on the job, in a new place or role. Whatever our milestone may be, it is an opportunity for us to look backwards, look inwards and look forward.

God is so wise. He knows the importance of remembering. There are countless examples in His word where He called His people to a time of remembrance. He knew that remembering is good for our souls.

And so, as I paused at the end of this school year, I remembered.

I remembered that I am not fit for this task, but God is. Yes, I heard the voices... the should haves and could haves... the wish we had... but as I lingered over each photograph... each memory... I remembered behind my beginning. I remembered why I do what I do... remembered Whose ‘well done’ I’m working for and Who empowers me to keep going. And I saw clearly and thankfully the tangible effects of God’s blessings in our lives... the accomplishments... the joys... the thrills and yes even the blessings of the challenges. I remembered the peace that remains even when days get long and hard, the comfort of knowing that God rewards those who earnestly seek Him and the promise of His power to those of us who are weak.

A picture is worth a thousand words, and for me - one who shies away from pictures - it is worth a thousand reasons to say thanks. I look at the picture of my daughter sitting at the computer completely engrossed in the book she is writing, and I give thanks. I look at the pictures of my son working on a robot he’s building and then subsequently winning third place in a science fair he chose to enter, and I give thanks. I see my children happily working on a puzzle together, or look at the 'house of truth' we finished when we completed our Christian worldview series, and I give thanks. I find so many reasons to give thanks when I remember.

Yes, working on our homeschool yearbook humbles me, brings me face to face with my weaknesses, reminds me of God’s unwavering presence, protection and peace in our lives and fills my heart with gratitude.

So, I don’t stay in that place. That place where I fall painfully short of my expectations and stumble under the weight of my responsibilities.

I climb out of the pit, and I readjust my focus.

I look backward at all God has done, I look inward and remember His Spirit within me and I look forward in anticipation of what He will continue to do as He displays His glory in our lives.

So what about you? 

Maybe your rescue line is not a homeschool yearbook. Perhaps it’s creating a scrapbook of your journey thus far, whatever that journey may be, or it may be as simple as peering at some old photographs, or reading some old journal entries, what ever it may be, God wants you to stop and remember.

So go ahead my friend, take some time. Choose to purposefully remember all that God has done for you and His promise never to leave you. It will fill your heart with overflowing gratitude and hope and praise. Try it and you’ll see... it’s really good for the soul.

Tuesday, 21 June 2016

Three Sure-Fire Ways to Glow in the Dark


As a lamp magnifies the light within, so as followers of Christ, we are called to magnify Christ by our lives. We do not live as those without hope, and it is how we manage minor, grating annoyances or major life crises that serve to either point to or away from our living hope

Sometimes, if you are like me, we fail to shine for Christ. In Part 1, we looked at two possible reasons we miss the mark in the dark places of our lives.

But there is more to the story. Thankfully, God will never reject a broken and repentant heart, and when we seek Him, He gladly empowers us to light up the darkness. 

But how do we do it? How do we live so that Christ appears big and our lives shine brightly for Him - even in the dark? 

The answers, found throughout God's word, are refreshingly simple. In fact, you may balk at their simplicity, and wonder, 'Is that really all there is to it?' But friends, these three ways are clear and unmistakable yet profoundly powerful when lived out in a Christ-centered, Holy Spirit-filled life. If you choose to follow them you will shine forth as gold. 

Choose a golden attitude.
'Have the same attitude that Christ Jesus had'. (Philippians 2:8)   
'Do everything without grumbling and complaining. Do everything readily and cheerfully - no bickering, or second-guessing allowed! Go out into the world uncorrupted, a breath of fresh air in this squalid and polluted society. Provide people with a glimpse of good living and of the living God. Carry the light-giving Message into the night...' (Philippians 2:14-16a) 
'And the Lord's servant must not be quarrelsome, but must be kind to everyone, able to teach, not resentful.' (2 Timothy 2:24)
Use a golden tongue.
'I waited and waited and waited for God. At last He looked; finally He listened. He lifted me out of the ditch, pulled me from deep mud. He stood me up on a solid rock to make sure I wouldn't slip. He taught me how to sing the latest God-song, a praise-song to our God. More and more people are seeing this: they enter the mystery, abandoning themselves to God.' (Psalm 40:1-3) 
'Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of our mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen.' (Ephesians 4:29) 
'Through Him, therefore, let us at all times offer up to God a sacrifice of praise which is the fruit of lips that thankfully acknowledge and confess and glorify His name.' (Hebrews 13:15)
Let our praises in the storms of life draw others to our Refuge, and make the most of every opportunity to encourage one another

 Follow the golden rule. 
'Here is a simple rule of thumb for behavior: Ask yourself what you want people to do for you; then grab the initiative and do it for them! If you only love the lovable, do you expect a pat on the back? Run-of-the-mill sinners do that. If you only help those who help you, do you expect a medal? Garden-variety sinners do that. If you only give for what you hope to get out of it, do you think that's charity? The stingiest of pawnbrokers does that.
I tell you, love your enemies. Help and give without expecting a return. You'll never - I promise - regret it. Live out this God-created identity the way our Father lives toward us, generously and graciously, even when we're at our worst. Our Father is kind; you be kind.' (Luke 6: 31-36)
'Do to others as you would like them to do to you.' (Luke 6:31)

Three simple ways - yes, but easy? No. Impossible, in fact, when we attempt them in our own strength. Oh yeah, some days we master them, but inevitably we fall short. Thankfully, our Father in heaven has given us everything we need for life and godly living. We simply abide in Him and rely on His power to shine His light through us. 

When we stay close to the Light, trusting in His power and purposes for our lives and continually seeking His face, we would naturally shine more and more as we reflect Him in all that we do. And as we glow in the dark places we'd invite others to enter into the sweet fellowship we enjoy with our God. A fellowship filled with peace for the present and security for the future.  



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What about you? 

Has your glow faded? Do you fail to magnify Christ in your life... to shine for Him?

I invite you to join me in taking some time to examine our hearts.

Perhaps the dross of repeated sin is clouding our sparkle. We may be struggling with pride - either consumed by self and its comfort or eagerly desiring the pat on the back or the ego-boosting 'I couldn't have done it without you'. Our passions may be divided, and perhaps we have placed God neatly in the box we have designed for Him. 

Let's pause and reflect and pray unceasingly to the Lord, asking him to shine His light on our hearts, to search us and see if there's any offensive way in us, and to lead us in the way everlasting. Only then can we shine for Him. 


If on the other hand, you are still groping in the darkness, exhausted from trying to light your own way, I invite you to read the good news here or see an outline here. My prayer is that you will accept God's invitation to ignite the flame within you. 

Jesus said, "I am the light of this world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life." (John 8:12) 


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Today, as you read this, I pray that God will equip us with power anew to shine forth as gold and spread the light of His mercy and love to this sin-darkened world. 
'Now may the God of peace who brought again from the dead our Lord Jesus, the great shepherd of the sheep, by the blood of the eternal covenant, equip you with everything good that you may do his will, working in us that which is pleasing in his sight, through Jesus Christ, to whom be glory forever and ever. Amen.' (Hebrews 13:20-21)

Wednesday, 15 June 2016

Failing to Shine

I wake up to the stench. The smelly odor permeates the whole house and seeps under my skin. I can feel discouragement sinking in. 

I walk gingerly out of my room, still not quite prepared for the full onslaught. And there I see them, relaxed - apparently oblivious to the foul smell (left by their pet) and their responsibility to clean it up. 

I'm battling hard now - trying to remain calm... to shine, but one 'off the cuff' remark from my teen-aged son sends me over the edge. 

My voice rises as I vent my frustration, and the real stench sets in. 

To read more of this post, where I share about my failure to shine, please join me here over at SunSparkleShine

SunSparkleShine is one of my favorite sites to visit. It is bright and sunny and well, sparkly, and it encourages me to spread the shine. Further more, it is written by one of my favorite people, my sister, Marva. 

If you are like me and you fail to shine as well, please be sure to read the rest of the post. There's hope, my friends. And please look around Marva's site while you're there, you'll see why I'm so proud of her. 

Saturday, 4 June 2016

Why I Encourage My Children to Fight


This post is written in honor of my father who was fascinated with the human mind and embraced our amazing God-given ability to stand outside of ourselves and examine our thoughts.

I wish I could tell him. 
Tell him how the spark that he started when he was just a young man is still burning. 
Tell him all that I’m learning about the mind and the power of the choices we make and that the more I learn, the more I stand in awe of our Creator. 
Tell him how I'm choosing to live in his legacy... learning how to choose my destination when I embark on a journey of my thoughts... and tell him why I'm encouraging my children to fight. 

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I’m sitting on the front-line, watching as the battle unfolds before my eyes. 
She's grappling with her fear of failure yet again; he's in the middle of a clash, searching for the courage to stand for the right. The struggle continues, day in and day out; it never stops. 

I want to reach in and rescue them. To snatch them from the battlefield, raise them high on my shoulders and carry them to a safe place. 

I wish I could... could protect them from the life scars that run deep, for I know how painfully open we are... how vulnerable. Yes, I've been there... battle-weary and scarred, an unwitting victim of my own negative thoughts; I'm marred by their paralyzing effects. 

But as much as my heart bleeds for them, I am powerless to crawl into the recesses of their minds and fight for them. This is a battle we each must fight alone. 
Life is war. And the main battles are fought at the level of desires, not deeds. (John Piper)
No, I can't rescue them, but I can teach them. Teach them to recognise the attacks, show them the weapons at their disposal, and encourage them to fight. 

I tell them it starts so simply... with cunning innocence. A random thought flutters by, alights and then stays for a while. You begin to muse on it... to mull it over in your mind. Before you know what hits you, its snowballing effects have left you defeated, discouraged, angry, resentful, entitled... speeding on a runaway train headed straight for destruction. 
"Whenever you get on a train of thought, always check your ticket to see where it takes you!" Daniel Paterson
But it doesn't have to be this way. We can jump off that train and choose another. God has designed us to observe our own thoughts, 'catch those that are bad, and get rid of them.'  (Switch on Your Brain - Dr. Caroline Leaf)


Sadly, we misjudge the terrible danger of our irresponsible thoughts and words and all too often we lose the battle. Many of us trudge through life dragging behind us the paralyzing effects of our own destructive thinking. 'The importance of capturing those thoughts cannot be underestimated because research shows that the vast majority of mental and physical illness comes from our thought life...' (Switch on Your BrainDr. Caroline Leaf)

How then can I spare my children this pain? 

Thanks be to God, in Christ Jesus there is hope... there is always hope. For God has given us the power to choose. 

And so, I encourage my children to choose which thoughts they allow to have lasting power in their lives. I remind them that our thoughts have tremendous power for good or bad. That they can search through their minds for their 'daily round of thinking and ferret out the enemies' (Psychology Magazine 1957). That they can choose to replace those toxic thoughts with countless others... thoughts that lead to life and not to death.
"Today I have given you the choice between life and death, between blessings and curses. Now I call on heaven and earth to witness the choice you make. Oh, that you would choose life, so that you and your descendants might live!"  Deuteronomy 30:19
And when they come to the end of themselves, as we all do, powerless to resist the relentless lure of their destructive thoughts, I remind them that they do not fight alone. 
For though we walk in the flesh, we are not waging war according to the flesh. For the weapons of our warfare are not of the flesh but have divine power to destroy strongholds. We destroy arguments and every lofty opinion raised against the knowledge of God, and take every thought captive to obey Christ, being ready to punish every disobedience, when your obedience is complete. 2 Corinthians 10:3-6 
I urge them to put on the whole armor of God and fight, to destroy one idea with another, to eradicate the lies of the enemy with repeated use of the life-saving promises and truths of God's word. And I remind them that we have been given a spirit of power, and in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us, for God has provided a way out of every temptation

So, I stand alongside my children in the fight, and I raise the battle cry. We are living in trying times, battles within and battles without, but take heart, my children, be of good courage, for our God has overcome this world and one day we will stand with Him in glory. But until then, we fight, fully assured that no enemy or deceiver will ever prevail against us

You keep him in perfect peace whose mind is stayed on you, because he trusts in you. Isaiah 26:3 

What about you?

Are you plagued by your negative thoughts and their dire consequences? 
It's time to fight! 
Immerse yourself in the word of God, take up the sword of the spirit, and let His power 'transform you by the renewing of your mind'. 

Sunday, 15 May 2016

The Sweet Taste of Mercy When You Have Done Wrong



Tears streamed down her face as she came to me.  She had done wrong, and she knew it.  Not just wrong... doubly wrong.  The weight of her misdeeds crushed her spirit, and she sobbed.

How will she tell him what she has done? How will he ever trust her again?

Pleadingly, she looked at me, "Can you tell him?" she implored. 

But I knew it could not be. I could not carry this burden for her. She must be the one to confess.

And so between her wails, she told her brother what she had done, and she waited. 

Waited in nervous apprehension of his judgement. She knew what she deserved and it scared her. He would be angry. He would gave her a most disapproving look that would send her cowering in shame. He would withdraw from her and withhold his friendship. She shuddered at the sheer thought of it as she waited.

I too waited, but as I waited, I prayed. 

I prayed for the one who had done wrong, and I prayed for me... for wisdom to remain calm and gently point them to God. But mostly I prayed for the brother offended, for this is the brother who often needed to be reminded to  'temper justice with mercy'... to tone down his interactions with others with a touch of compassion. So, I prayed for God to soften his heart.

Then came the judgement. He was angry... justifiably so. There was no outburst... but a quiet, seething indignation. In his mind, he had been wronged and he had the right to be upset. She would buy them back. It was as simple as that. She had broken what was his and she should replace it. 

But she was unable to do this because the cost was prohibitive. There was no way she could replace them. But as we all do when we find ourselves in these unnerving predicaments, she tried to right her wrong. 

"I'm really sorry!" she lamented as she offered her brother a list of services she would render. He could choose any three on the list and she would willingly and happily oblige in a desperate attempt to fix what was broken. She would do this for the next several weeks. She knew she could not easily and on her own replace her brother's property, but she could try to restore the damaged relationship between them. 

That simple, handwritten outpouring of her heart reminded me of me... of so many of us who try to repay.

We have done wrong... 
Against you, you only, have I sinned and done what is evil in your sight; so you are right in your verdict and justified when you judge. Psalm 51:4
and we desperately try to right our wrongs. 


Sometimes, we spend our whole lives trying to make right what we have done wrong. We willingly accept suffering... feelings of guilt and shame as if somehow deep down we believe that by paying one's dues we make up for past mistakes. We offer our best efforts hoping that they would help in some way to rectify our misdeeds.

"But they are still broken!" he insisted. 
"...all our righteous acts are like filthy rags; we all shrivel up like a leaf and like the wind our sins sweep us away." Isaiah 64:6
He was stating the obvious... nothing she could say or do could undo what had been done. His precious possession was still damaged. 

My son's curt response reminded me that there is nothing we can do to fix our sin problem. No way we can right our wrong. 

But once again, his stance was one of justice, but where was the mercy? 

Prayerfully, I shared with him a story. A story of mercy shown to him. For once he had damaged something too... something much more valuable... something he could not replace or pay for. And yet he had been forgiven of the offense and it had not being held against him. I reminded him of God's mercy towards us and invited him to share that mercy with his sister. 

He looked at her list and then nonchalantly laid it aside. 'They are still broken!" he said. But this time his tone was different... softer.
You do not delight in sacrifice, or I would bring it; you do not take pleasure in burnt offerings. My sacrifice, O God, is a broken spirit; a broken and contrite heart you, God, you will not despise." Psalm 51:17 
And then quietly and subtly he did it.  He extended an olive branch. An offer of peace during times of strife... a gift of reconciliation... a restoration of sweet fellowship. 

The next day, sounds of merriment and laughter filled our home. My daughter was giddy with happiness. She could not believe her good fortune. She had done wrong... had agonized through the pain of confession... had expected his justifiable wrath, but had been blessed instead with an unexplained and unimaginable forgiveness and acceptance.  


I sat there in utter gratitude... thankful for the sweet rapport I was witnessing and amazed at how my God continues to reach me and teach me in the everyday circumstances of my life. 

You see, my God knew. 

He knows that I need to be reminded to temper justice with mercy. That I need to remember the mercy He has shown me. That I need to extend that same mercy to others. 

And just like that... through a child's mistake, my God had shown me once again what it was like to savor the sweet taste of mercy. 

My God is holy and just and merciful. And... oh so personal.
"Who am I? That the eyes that see my sin would look on me with love, and watch me rise again." Casting Crowns 
"These are the ones I look on with favor: those who are humble and contrite in spirit;  and who tremble at my word. Isaiah 66:2b
"If we confess our sins, he is faithful and just and will forgive us our sins and purify us from all unrighteousness." 1 John 1:9 
"...whoever comes to me I will never drive away." John 6:37
What about you? 

Have you experienced the sweet taste of mercy? Or are you exhausted... trying hard to right your wrongs? 

There is a better way, my friend. 

Return to God, confess your sins, and you will 'hear joy and gladness'.  And as you relish fellowship restored, remember to share that gift with others. It's too undeservedly good to keep to ourselves. 

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Thanks so much visiting. 
Please be sure to check out 'The Grand Story' page, 
and enjoy this video of Lauren Daigle's 'How Can It Be'. 


Monday, 2 May 2016

Living the Power-On Life



I have a dear friend. He is kind and generous. He is gifted in many ways, yet has a unique way of taking special notice of others. People gravitate to him; there's just something about him. Best of all, He knows the Lord and desires to live to please Him. 

Only problem is... he is trapped in a prison of his own making. You see, my friend doesn't see himself the way others see him. For him, life has been a struggle. Plagued by insecurities, he battles daily with self-esteem issues. He crumbles under the weight of others' scrutiny. He feels he will never be good enough... not smart enough... not talented enough... never enough. He wonders why? Why must his life be so hard? He doubts anyone else carries the same burden or understands what he has gone through... is going through and will always go through for the rest of his life. 

My heart aches for him. I want so much to help him. I tell him time and time again he's special, made in the image of God, fully known and fully accepted by the God of the universe... created a little lower than the angels, crowned with glory and honour (Psalm 8:5). I tell him he can do all things through Christ who strengthens him (Philippians 4:13), that with God's power working in him God can do much much more than he can ever ask or imagine (Ephesians 3:20). I remind him that when we are weak then we are strong. That our weakness opens the door to God's strength. I remind him over and over.

But I'm preaching to myself... and to you. I'm encouraging my friend to live the 'power-on' life, but what about me? Am I living in full acceptance of who I am in Christ? Has my soul been infused with the reality that my life is now hidden in Christ? So much so, that my life surges with His power? Is my God big and man small? Or is it the other way around? Am I a victim or a victor? Is my value based on how others see me or how my God sees me? Are my eyes so fixed on my Lord, my hands and feet so tightly gripped to the purpose He has called me to, that the world fades into the background? 

I'm afraid not. Sometimes it's just 'Christianese' - it rings true, is theologically sound... but sadly lacking in actual-living-proof. I'm not convinced that I am allowing the power of God to be freely displayed in my life. It's not just my friend who is trapped. I too, allow the thoughts of my mind to erect bars around the Holy Spirit, preventing His life-giving presence to radiate from my life. 

Oh, I long to be free. 

What does living the power-on life look like to me? 

don't think my introverted personality will magically change and I will suddenly embrace hitherto uncomfortable scenarios such as presenting my faith to large, auditorium-sized audiences, or take unheard of risks or travel the world to spread the good news? I know there is no limit to what the Commander of heaven's armies can do through me, and if I allow myself to imagine it...it's actually quite exciting to think about. But mostly, when I think of God's power being displayed through me... through ordinary me... I think of victoryVictory over the constant tirade of temptations and the self-satisfying sins that so easily besiege me. Victory over the chains of fear and doubt that too often entangle me. Victory to overcome because He has overcome. 

And I think of boldness. Boldness to approach His throne, to denounce Satan's grip on my thoughts and to share my Saviour's soul-satisfying love with a thirsty world. 

Victory and Boldness. 

Oh, I long for victory. 

But there is hope... there is always hope. There is a promise for those of us who believe. It speaks of an 'incomparably great power for us who believe. That power is the same as the mighty strength [God] exerted when He raised Christ from the dead and seated Him on His right hand in the heavenly realms.' Ephesians 1: 19-20 

Take a minute and ponder that. The same power that raised Jesus from the dead... available for me. Can you even begin to comprehend that? 
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Isaiah 40:28-9
It is a promise that my friend, and you, and I can depend on for it is made by the One who never ever breaks a promise


So, I tell my friend he is doubly blessed. Not only has he received the Almighty's free gift of salvation, but his acute awareness of his frailty kindles the release of God's mighty power in his life. 


for it is God who works in you to will and to act in order to fulfill his good purpose. Philippians 2:13

Right where he is... just as he is... through one 'little' significant choice at a time... spark by power-surging spark - ignited by the in-dwelling presence of the Holy Spirit... he can live the 'Power-on' life. And so can I.

What about you?


Is your life aflame with the power of the Almighty God? 

Are you like my friend? Like me? Or are you mistakenly convinced of your own power... thinking you have it all under control?

Do you fix your thoughts on God and His surpassing power? Or are you preoccupied with your own ability/inability? 

And finally, are you quenching the Spirit's fire by careless and immoral thoughts, words and actions? Or are you making yourself available... abiding in the presence of the Most High God to be continually filled with His Holy Spirit?

As you enjoy the video 'The Same Power', take a few minutes to really consider these questions. 

Blessings, my friend. May you truly live the 'Power-On' life.