Saturday, May 15, 2010

I'm bored...and May 15th Verse

I'm not bored, but this is the lament I am currently hearing from an unnamed boy, who, though the floor of his room is covered with more Legos than is imaginable, still cannot find ANYTHING. TO. DO.  Another boy, in a sudden onset of musical inspiration, is strolling through the house strumming on a guitar like ye old minstrels of yesteryear.

And happy rainy Saturday to y'all too.  Chores, I tell ya...that's what we need...chores!

And suddenly...all is quiet.  It's amazing at the stillness that ensues when the "ch" word is mentioned.

So while it's quiet for a minute, and before I go get started on some of my own chores, I'll post my verses for this time.  I'm still doing Beth Moore's Breaking Free study so am working my way through the memory verses for that.

Isaiah 61:2-3, "to proclaim the year of the LORD's favor and the day of vengeance of our God, to comfort all who mourn, and provide for those who grieve in Zion-- to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair.  They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of His splendor."

Aaaaand they're back.  "Is there anything I can do besides work?"

Gee, I wonder how he is at changing water filters.

I hope y'all have a great rest of the month enjoying all the hustle and bustle that is the end of the school year.  Don't forget to post your verse!

Saturday, May 1, 2010

Oh my goodness, it's May 1st! Verse 9

Well, here I am.  Betcha thought I forgot, huh?

You would be right.  Sort of.  Although it's more of a remembering, forgetting, remembering, forgetting, remembering, running out the door, forgetting, then remembering again thing.  (Did you get all that?)

I am still as convinced as ever, and grow more so all the time, that we desperately need to hide the Word of God in our hearts.  I had an anxiety-inducing situation arise yesterday and I could sense the Spirit reminding me to fight it with the Word.  (Only He said, "DO the Word.")  Every time fear or anxiety, worry or doubt creeps in, I need a giant, Word-sized, fear-anxiety-worry-doubt-swatter so I can bat it out of the park, otherwise my (very untrustworthy) emotions can and/or will run away with me.  This situation may not be resolved for a little while, so I have an opportunity to exercise my faith.

I was at the dentist the other morning - for the first time in I'm-embarrassed-to-admit-how-long - and while I was there the dental assistant took my blood pressure.  (I didn't know they did that at the dentist.)  Apparently it was quite good...and low.  She made the comment that it was the blood pressure of an athlete, and asked me if I worked out.

Is it rude to snort out loud in the dentist's chair?

Anyway, I'll be working out my faith.  It may be easy on the body, but challenging to my spirit.

Here are my verses this time:

Isaiah 64:4 NIV, "Since ancient times no one has heard, no ear has perceived, no eye has seen any God besides you, who acts on behalf of those who wait for him."
Isaiah 61:4 NIV, "They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated; they will renew the ruined cities that have been devastated for generations."

Your turn.  Just do it.

(Sorry, I couldn't resist.)