Hold Fast in Hard Times — On Duty (Day 20)

On Duty
Swim at your own risk.

I live in Florida, and there is not always a lifeguard on duty.  We’ve been instructed to not enter the water alone, but to always have a buddy.

I read up tonight on swimming safety, and I learned that drowning is a quiet event.  Swimmers in distress are not flailing around or making noise — they are quietly struggling.  Often a change in current will catch them unaware, and rather than swimming parallel to the shore, they unsuccessfully try to swim to dry land and grow tired.

Lifeguards are trained to spot struggling swimmers.  Lifeguards recognize a change in water current.

I don’t know about you, but as I wade alone and face the tides of life, I am often caught unaware by the undertow of temptation and turmoil.  I am thankful that I have a community of friends who are coming alongside me and matching my strokes of faith.  We aren’t meant to face the torrent alone.

As I suit up each day and plunge into the waters, I am never alone.

My Lifeguard is always on duty.   If the waves start crashing in, there is not a doubt that He is coming to my rescue.

 

 

The Lord says, “I will rescue those who love Me.

    I will protect those who trust in My name.

When they call on me, I will answer;

    I will be with them in trouble.

    I will rescue and honor them.

Psalms 94:14-15, NLT

 

 

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Hold Fast in Hard Times — More Than Anything (Day 19)

More Than Anything

I cried my way through most of this evening.  Happy tears, I promise.

I was reminded that my Abba is the Repairer of broken things.   I thought I’d share this beautiful song with you in case you are prone to forget like I am….

 

He will break your darkness.

He is the calm in your chaotic storm.

His promise eternal will never fail.

There is no other name.

Jesus… more than anything.

May I never forget.


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Hold Fast in Hard Times — Keep Trying (Day 17)

Keep Trying

As we head into the weekend, here are some wise words to consider:

1.  “We can always name a trial and a hard place. But when we look past our own pain, and help someone in theirs, we see we aren’t alone. We can step back and get a different perspective and sometimes that view leads to gratitude. Sometimes it leads us to healing.  And often it’s the answer we’ve been waiting on.” — Kristin Welch shares “The Question God Wants us to Ask” at (in)courage

2.  “I don’t always understand His ways, and I don’t know why so much of life is one step forward and two steps back. But I do know that asking the hard questions helps me unclench my fists and, instead allows me to approach God with open-hands. Holding my plans lightly not only helps me release my times to the Lord, but it also places me in a posture to receive from Him. Trust looks like hands raised and open, a sign of worship and surrender.”  Kimberley Coyle  shares “How to Trust Even When You Get Rejected Time and Time Again” at Circles of Faith

3.  “The wilderness is not a place of desolation and futility and hopelessness, but a place brimming with wild possibility.” — Michelle DeRusha shares how the wilderness is “a place full of promise and hope” in this very transparent post about personal disappointment.

4.  “Joy does not simply happen to us. We have to choose joy and keep choosing it everyday.”
~ Henri Nouwen
(quoted by Bonnie Gray in her post at (in)courage.)

5.  “Yesterday’s victories get shelved like so many grade school trophies. We can choose to see them as relics of the good old days or as a vow of assurance, his promise of loyalty and trust. In looking back we see a chronicled listing of answered prayer, a record of His works. Taking a look back offers a clear view – the difference between now and then, what life looked like before we let him in. A flashback helps us trust him with the whatever may lay ahead and encourages us to believe Him in the present. Taking a look back helps us rest.”  (Love this post from Lisha Epperson as part of her October 31-day series.)

 

 

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Hold Fast in Hard Times — Pimple Popping (Day 16)

pimple popping

I am a pimple popper.  If I see a red blotch on my face, something triggers in my brain that moves straight to my fingers.  I squeeze, squeeze, squeeze the life out of those little boogers.

But, I am trying to reform.  I am trying to reform because my husband is not a fan of my pimple protocol.   You see, I try to pop the pimple, but it never really goes away.  I squeeze until I get a big red welt on my face, and then I try to cover it up with concealer.  I think it looks better, but I guess it really doesn’t.   It looks inflamed and unhealthy.

My man said that if I just ignored the pimple, it would go away faster.  I didn’t believe him.

Honestly, I thought I would get past the pimple stage.  I mean, I am not a teenager any more.  Who would have known that I’d still be getting pimples at almost 50 years of age?  I guess pimples are just a part of life.

Earlier this month, I woke up one morning to discover a little red pimple right on the edge of my upper lip.  Have you ever had one of those?  They are tiny, but they are so painful.  I looked at that red blotch in the mirror, and I wanted to squeeze the life out of it.

I wanted to pop it, but I didn’t.  I resisted the urge because of my husband.  I chose to ignore that blemish.  I just let it be.

You know what happened?  That little booger disappeared in two days.  I actually forgot all about it.   I just woke up one day and looked in the mirror, and it was gone.

I must confess that my new perspective on pimples has changed me.  I’ve come to realize that sometimes I just need to stop trying to control my circumstances.  Sometimes, I just need to let it be — because when I force things, it inflames the problem and makes my life much more unhealthy.

Lord, help me to bear in mind that blemishes in life are brief.  

 

Do everything without grumbling or arguing,

so that you may be blameless and pure,

children of God without blemish

though you live in a crooked and perverse society,

in which you shine as lights in the world

Philippians 2:14-15, NET

Something to think about…

 

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