Showing posts with label #Leading. Show all posts
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Saturday, January 23, 2016

Faithful footprints

Where will YOUR tracks lead me?
Not exactly a blizzard, but enough to claim as a "real" snow. Perhaps living in the south makes me appreciate the white stuff more than those who deal with it for months at a time. If I had to shovel it, I probably wouldn't be terribly excited about it either. So, I hope you will forgive my enthusiasm over our whopping one inch of snow!

You have to admit freshly fallen snow is beautiful. It somehow causes things we normally miss, to be evident. The tiniest of twigs on our trees somehow balance the powder in perfect ballerina poses. Outside my window, spectacular cardinals pick off the remaining seeds from lanky okra stems. Even the footprints of a certain schnauzer are photo-worthy. Well, they are to ME. 
Schnauzer tracks in the snow.
He likes this little bridge, and uses it on his normal patrol of his
kingdom. I used to think he enjoyed the height, and indeed he lingers in his "king of the hill" pose on it pretty often.  Now, I believe it is just a fun thing for him to do, partly habit but mostly fun.

While I was surveying our snowfall accumulation I spotted this evidence of his adventure. I don't have a tracking nose like he does, but I can spot pawprints in the snow. 


Like it or not, we leave trails too, even without snow. How carefully would we order our steps if we could see them so easily? How many are tracking our trails? Where will they end up if they follow mine? Will it take them somewhere they should not go?

Things to remember about our steps... 
  • Our steps are important. They take you down paths of righteousness or unrighteousness. One step off the path God has for you can set your life on a different direction entirely.

  • Our steps indicate our heart. The choices and direction of our daily steps are a direct result of our heart, whether we are listening to God or following our own desires. Does it honor God or just fulfill a desire of mine?

  • Our steps leave an impact - for good or bad. If you knew that someone you love would follow your footsteps, would you STILL take them?


  • Our steps are visible. If a surveillance camera followed you for every step, would you be embarassed? How would you walk if you remembered God sees every step?


Father,
I thank You for providing us Your Word as a lamp unto our feet and a light unto our paths. The way can be dark, and the path can be hard to find. Thank You for never leaving us or forsaking us on our journey.

I pray that every person reading this will continually seek Your guidance for every step in their life. I pray we will leave behind steps that glorify You. I pray all who come behind us find us faithful. 



May all who come behind us find us faithful...Steve Green






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Friday, July 17, 2015

Baby Bluebirds When Prayers Are Unanswered

Indigo and Baby Bluebird, ready for food.

My first prayer was that they were still alive and they were. The second was that God would send Mr. and Mrs. Bluebird (either the birth parents, or willing adoptive parents) to take care of these remaining two babies that became known as Indigo and Baby. I prayed with full faith that He could answer. I waited but, no Bluebirds came.

I had already rescued the unconscious and nearly dead babes (see Blue Birds and Worm Soup blog here) from certain death, gave them some protection and nourishment but, they needed parents to teach them bluebird things, a mentor for bluebird life. I continued to pray several times with full expectation of Mr. and Mrs. B showing up while I waited and watched. Watching and waiting even with full faith doesn’t force God to act. He acts according to His will and according to His purpose and I am thankful He does. My job is to be obedient, even when He asks me to go out of my comfort zone and into the Bluebird zone.

One prayer answered, another one not – at least not the way I wanted. That leaves me in the Bluebird raising business. As their temporary mentor, I have to brag on them a bit. Yesterday they were unable to hold up their own heads and about to give up on life, but today they are eager to live and can raise their heads and chirp big, strong chirps that would make a Bluebird Mom proud.

In order to establish some sort of communication, I rehearsed my all my best Bluebird chirps, and found one they recognized. They didn’t even laugh at my practice tries, at least not to my face – there were some unexplained and quite suspicious peeps back and forth - but I never brought it up, and they were far too polite to mention it.

When I whistled my amateur chirp, they opened their eyes, raised their little heads, stretched their skinny necks four inches upward and opened their beaks wide enough for me to see their plum down (Southern for “all the way”) to their gizzards with expectation of  delicious mealworm snacks. Somehow they were able to chirp with open beaks. I haven’t tried that one yet, but these talented little birds are experts at it, another proud moment. Of course, I got the message and rewarded their gizzards.

They now recognized me as “the chirper” who gives them food. I could walk by them, talk to them, the dog could bark, and thunder cold rumble but, until I chirped my special little chirp – they stayed down low with heads down, eyes closed, dreaming little bird dreams until mealtime. They trusted me to feed them and protect them.

With my prayer unanswered, I was given a marvelous opportunity to be a part of two little lives. I didn’t give them life, but I helped them find a way to live. I found a way to meet their needs and earn their trust.  Leaders do that. They look for new opportunities to meet needs and build trust, giving without expectation of reward, but finding reward in the development of another life.

Christ was like that. He left heaven, and sought us in our needs. He found ways to teach us so that we could understand His ways, and have life. How grateful I am that He took time to reach out to me, while I was lost and dying without a means for life. How grateful I am that He desires me to have life enough to give of Himself in order for me to have it. How grateful I am that He has made Himself known to me as the “giver of life and the giver of all spiritual nourishment.”

Many are lost and dying from lack of spiritual nourishment. As a follower of Christ, (“Christian” = little Christ) it seems that we should imitate Him. We might pray that He send someone to help the lost, but He might answer instead that we are who He wants to send. We might have to step out into unknown territory to those who don’t look like we do, or speak the way we do, or live the way we do. Often we will need to develop a relationship of trust before they are willing to accept what we have to offer. A good way to start is to speak words they understand instead of “churchy” language that may not be easily understood, or may be misunderstood. Building relationships like that allows for a mentor to lead with the kind of leadership that changes lives.

What can we do? I'm so glad you asked! I just happen to have some ideas.
  1. Pray before you act and be willing to accept the answer, it may become a great blessing.
  2. Recognize that you can make a difference – even if you think you can’t.
  3. Establish good communication and engage frequently.
  4. Building trust takes time, invest.
  5. Be known as the giver of spiritual nourishment, and dish it out with joy and compassion.
  6. Give thanks to God in all the small steps, they can be the beginning of a great journey.


Father in heaven, we are so very thankful to be able to know You hear our prayers. We thank You for answering in our best interest, whether we understand or not.


Help us to recognize the opportunities You present for us to help others. Give us the courage to step into the world of someone who needs to see You. Strengthen us so that our hearts will always be grateful in every circumstance and that we can share the life-giving Word of Truth with those who so desperately need it.

I have learned that instead of asking God why He doesn't do something, to consider that He placed me here. Maybe that was His answer. Maybe I am to do something...Listen to this song and ask God what He wants YOU to do today.

Read part 3 of Baby and Indigo's story here.


Matthew West 
"Do Something"



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Thursday, June 4, 2015

Tree limbs, fences and broken plates

Broken plate.
One of the greatest things to have in your life is an encourager, someone who nurtures you and builds you up to be and do your very best. Whether they know it or not, you probably know at least one person who has lived their life in such a way that you want to follow their footsteps. To have a mentor that will invest in you and walk alongside you leading you in the proper direction is indeed a great treasure. You might share a family name with them, live with them, or even be one of them.

On the other hand, you might also know people who just want to be left alone and do their own thing or even do things harmful to themselves regardless of your pleas. “I’m not hurting anyone else, it is my body and my life and I can do with them as I like”, is a common line of reasoning. You might share a family name with them, live with them, or even be one of them. 

The problem is that the belief that any damage is only theirs, is wrong. One of the hardest concepts I have tried to explain, is that everyone IS making a difference for good or bad whether they believe it or not. 

Then, I saw this, and it made sense to me.   

This beautiful plate was created for both beauty and function. One day it was bumped onto the floor.  See the crack? Yes, right across the middle. I repaired it the best I could, but it will never be “unbroken” and suitable for its intended purpose again.

Damaged fence.
A similar story with this fence that has been quietly doing its job for 20-something years by keeping our animals in and predators out. It was stalwart in its mission until broken by a fallen limb. The tree has been growing near the fence, doing its job of growing tall and providing shade and shelter for deer, rabbits, squirrels, lizards and a wide variety of birds. Its leaves have grown each summer and fallen each winter giving a blanket of compost for the forest floor.  Its seeds have been food for a multitude, and been scattered to provide little replicas of itself. 

The plate, the fence, and the tree were all given functions to accomplish, and did so until affected by an outside force. The tree grew old and was un-nurtured in the forest, thus developed weak branches. Wind took advantage of one of its weak branches. The tree now an “amputee” without a limb. The fence, not equipped for such weight and force, bent under the fallen limb, and although now repaired, it will be forever damaged.

Isn’t it like that with us? We were created and designed for our mission in life. No matter how strong we are, we can become damaged by the actions of others. A person who falls (into bad behavior) can take many lives with them, lives influenced by their actions now forever scarred by the betrayal or injury. They can neither undo the fall nor the effect. Like the fence hit by the crash of the limb, we can be permanently scarred by the actions of others.

When Christians become negligent in an area of weakness, we fall just like everyone else. The difference is, that our falls are widely discussed. The old question about a tree falling in the woods…in this case when a tree falls, not only does it make a sound, but everyone hears it. Especially, if the tree was a longstanding pillar, the sound will resound to many. Questions always accompany these “fallings” Should I believe anything they have said? If they could fall, what hope do I have of standing? Or, if it was OK for them, then why shouldn’t I pursue that path? The fall of one absolutely influences the faith and lives of others.

Before we piously shake our fingers at those around us, let’s consider some areas of possible weakness on our part. 

·       Sexual temptations are rampant. Bedroom clothing worn outside the bedroom, sexual innuendo, pornography has become mainstream, and sexual perversion is titillating comedy of the day. Adultery, fornication, and homosexuality are now perceived by many to be normal, alternate lifestyles of consenting adults, and are commonplace and without shame. You don’t have to be a celebrity to affect family members, or acquaintances who see and hear of your behavior and then follow in your footsteps. 

·       Marriage is throw-away if it becomes less than perfect. It is no longer a covenant but convenience, based upon the feelings of one party or the other. If it hurts, or needs work, it is tossed aside with tho hope of something better on the other side of the fence. Every time that happens, it makes it a little easier for someone else to justify the same decision.

·       Anger has hit epidemic levels. Retaliation for opinions on social media to being in the front of the freeway line is a rapidly growing movement.  Patience is considered weakness, and retribution is the way to get your own way, and prove your strength and superiority. When we try to justify our actions with “heat of the moment” excuses we fail to take responsibility and certainly will encourage others to do the same. 

·    Chemical dependency is not new at all, but is rampant. Painkillers are wonderful when used correctly. They also produce terrible results when misused. Alcohol is touted as having many health benefits, but only when used properly. Marijuana may have medicinal benefits, but also alters your state of mind, and ability to think clearly. Dabbling leads to dependency. Dependency takes away from your responsibilities elsewhere, and of course – tempts more to follow the same path.

·    The name of the Lord is precious - the most precious of all names - yet it is used casually and irreverently. We attach it to the beginning of phrases when we become angry, frustrated, or even startled. Sometimes we even try to pretend it isn’t really His name, just a sound-alike phrase or initials of a recognizable phrase. Without a reverence to His name, we lack an understanding of who He is, drawing all who hear us speak this way away from Him. 

Like the fence that did nothing wrong, yet was permanently damaged by the fall of the tree limb, always bearing the scar from the fallen limb, what we do with our lives can damage those close to us. If someone who loves you has asked you to stop doing something that endangers your life, your strength, and your testimony, then your actions are hurting someone, someone who loves you, at that. 

If I stepped on your toes, don’t worry, mine are pretty bruised too. I don’t want to lead someone to make bad choices, and I doubt that you do either. 

What can we do? Start by recognizing that;

  • o  Our words can hurt someone far deeper than we imagine.


  • o   Our anger can bring out words and actions that can’t be undone.


  • o   Our actions leave prints, bruises, and scars that will remain for a lifetime.


  • o   Our choices have an impact on all those around us – for good or bad.


  • o   Our neglect to recognize our weak (limbs) will eventually cause damage to us, and others.


Where then, do we go from here? We can’t go back and change anything in the past, we only can purpose in our hearts to have a different attitude from this point forward. How? Three good ways to start.
    1.      . Draw nearer to God
      •     Study His Word to know what He expects so we will recognize sin as sin, and 
      •      ask Him for forgiveness for our sins.

    1.      .  Seek His wisdom BEFORE we act.

    2.     .  Give our words, our actions, our anger, our decisions to God 
      •     rather than making those choices based on our feelings.


Father, we are in the world that is so full of sin we forget to call it sin. Thank You for showing us the truth about sin, and for Your provision for the forgiveness of that sin. Help us to be mindful of seeking You rather than responding to our feelings, or desires, or following the path of one who has fallen. Draw us nearer to You and than the world. 


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Monday, March 2, 2015

Footprints Worth Following

Footprints in the snow.
A recent newscast referenced local police officials as recording fewer criminal incidents during our recent snow event.  Several theories were offered ranging from the criminals own difficulty in traveling, to the extreme cold as its own deterrent.

I suspect the snow had an impact, but possibly for the reason pictured above.  When we walk in the snow, our footprints leave an obvious trail directly to us, a lasting trail at that.  Any criminal would leave an undeniable trail leading to him, and thus be caught in their wrongdoing.

If we consider our footprints invisible and can do as we like we could just live our lives doing whatever we like, and perhaps evade (at least temporarily) the consequences of our actions.  But, when we realize the lasting impression our trail leaves behind should it affect our comings and goings?

These footprints in the snow lasted for several days.  Our lives leave much longer lasting impacts.  Let's make each one count!  Let us together walk in a manner worthy of our calling!  Let us walk in such a way that leads others to the true knowledge of God!  Let us walk as if God Himself were watching over our shoulder every moment! (Note: He is!)

Father we thank You for coming to earth in flesh to leave for us the footprints we are to follow.  Help us today to leave footprints that only lead us and those around us closer to You.

I will follow
By Chris Tomlin



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Friday, January 9, 2015

Okra Seeds and My Little Schnauzer

Schnauzer see, Schnauzer do.
The task of the day was to gather mature okra seeds for planting next season.   The four little okra seeds planted last spring, produced lovely plants each bearing pods of deliciousness throughout this past summer.

Now, their season has come and gone and the plants are dried and gray, and bear equally dried and gray okra pods. 

That is not the end of their story though, because each of these lackluster, rough capsules holds great treasure!  The beauties gathered here are each full of prospective food if they are planted, watered, and grow.  If not, they are just mulch.  So, we gather and save with the expectation of new plants next season fully capable of producing many more pods of goodness.   The potential is astounding!  Each pod houses several dozen seeds, and each seed potentially produces dozens of pods, showing us God’s “math” is so very generous!  (Remember, His command to “be fruitful and multiply”?)   I just love the way He provides for us on a continuing basis.
Freshly harvested okra seeds, full of potential!

 My helper of the day, as he is most days, wanted to join in the fun. He often follows me around and mimics some of my activities.   Granted, that might be curling up on the couch, but it also might include outdoor adventures.  Some days it includes digging, (in which he finds immense delight) looking for cucumbers or tomatoes, feeding the goldfish in the pond, or finding slithery intruders.  

This day, he couldn’t quite reach the top pods, but bless his little puppy heart, he found one low enough to be within his reach.  It was nice and crunchy, (full of fiber?) good for an amusing tug, and besides all that, he could join in doing what I was doing.  He looks to me as an example of what to do and literally, follows in my footsteps.   Makes a Momma proud. 

My okra-harvesting helper. 
We all do it, “follow the leader”, that is.  As youngsters, we usually look up to and imitate our parents to a certain extent.  As we get older and try to do the opposite of our parents, we tend to find someone in our age group to imitate – on screen or in person. 

We like what we see someone wear, drive, say, or do, and we follow accordingly.   Then, as we become mature, we look for real role models who make a difference in the world.  For Christians, it is Christ and those who walk according to His example.

It stands to reason that if we follow and imitate qualities we see in other people, that we also have people looking at what we do and imitating us.  To have my sweet little Schnauzer buddy looking and watching and imitating me is one thing, but influencing people?  That is a scary thought. What am I doing that could possibly be worth imitating?  Truth is, we imitate both the good and the bad.  From a gardening standpoint, there are days I seem to be applying poison rather than nourishing, but everyday whatever I do, there are eyes watching, and ears listening.

As a Christian, my mission (commission) is to produce seeds and water and tend to these “new little Christian” seeds.  I’m not always so good at that either, sometimes too critical, sometimes too quick to not even try.  So, because we make mistakes, do we give up?  Neither you nor I can go back to yesterday and redo or undo anything there, nor can we reach into tomorrow.  We do have today and the ability to make it count. 

Let’s do that!  You and I together, let’s make an impact for Jesus!  Let’s make seeds, plant them, water them, cultivate them, and be faithful with the task we have been given!   Each of those precious seeds is a treasure of potential to be used within God’s splendid math long after we are gone!  What can be done today?  You could pour out nourishing encouragement, point someone to the Creator, or lift them to the throne of grace in prayer.  With God, small seeds can produce mighty trees.  You can be one of them!   

Dear Father in heaven, 
we stand amazed to see Your mighty hand at work in all of creation.  
The beauty and magnificence 
of the process You created within the garden, 
for our benefit, 
speaks loudly of the magnitude of Your enduring love for us.  

Thank You for providing our food, 
and for providing for the means by which we can enter into Your presence.   

Thank you for allowing us to be a part of the planting of the coming generations, 
help us to be faithful to tend to the precious seeds carefully.  

We look to Your example of love as we move forward 
and ask that You help us to be ever mindful of the things we do that influence those around us.  

We pray that we leave seedlings that are growing strong and sure of their mission,
in Jesus' name,
Amen

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Wednesday, July 30, 2014

Froggie Mortuary and Cement Ponds

Frogs that followed the wrong leader.
Our neighbor has a lovely cement pond (if you are too young to remember The Beverly Hillbillies, use your imagination, you’ll figure it out).  It has a beautiful blue liner and a well used diving board, even a heater for comfortable water temperatures.  They keep the water impeccably chlorinated clean, and filtered, and have lots of toys, and floats.  The landscaping is absolutely luxurious.  We call it the neighborhood resort.
 
We, on the other hand, have a little goldfish pond.  It has a liner too; “pond black” in color, but the fishes, frogs and plants seem to like it.  After all, they are the attraction, not the pond itself.  The only diving is from the frogs and one little fish I call “Flipper” who does a great dolphin imitation.  (Remind me to tell you about him and the other pond residents one day – it is a true cast of characters.) 

Our little swimmers use real water, that is, non-chemically treated water, the kind God made.  The plants include water lilies-pink, mint-chocolate, pickerel reed-blue, pennywort, and water celery.  They are all quite beautiful and serve to add oxygen and shade. The residents like to nibble the roots, and hide in the leaves, and of course, the frogs use the lily pads as their own personal floats.   The dragon flies stay nearby to swoop down to lay eggs, and eat mosquitoes (don’t forget to thank your neighborhood dragonflies for their work!).  Black swallowtail butterflies come to the pickerel reed blossoms for nectar and my dill for laying eggs( but that’s OK, I can share).  There are some rocks for tunnels and hiding places.  It’s not the neighborhood resort, but it is a happy little habitat.

The prettiest and cleanest isn’t the best.  By all appearances, the neighbors’ “pond” is much bigger, deeper, and cleaner than ours.  By froggie standards it must have seemed like an easy decision.  Yet they made the wrong, and ultimately fatal decision, landed in the filters of the resort pond and lost their lives.  Poor little guys, the promises of the easy life were false hopes and consumed them.  (did you notice that there is also a lesson about following the crowd in there too?)  It sounds like a sad little story I know, but it could be that we are like those misguided frogs in our church going decisions. Do we choose based on cleanliness, size, number of toys and the comfort and beauty of the building?  

Lots of toys shouldn’t necessarily be a drawing card.  Different programs that engage and make good use of the talents and needs are quite appropriate.  However we all know programs can be for spiritual growth or merely entertainment.  I understand the desire to reach people with “fun” things, but pray that we use those fun times to meet needs, develop relationships, and teach Truth.  If not, they are just entertainment with no spiritual value. 

 Of course, we are the church, not the building but, do we sometimes make decisions based on outward appearance of the building.  “Oh, that is a beautiful church. I could really worship there. Look at those stained glass windows…”   Do the windows create an atmosphere of worship? They can, but doesn’t that really comes from the attitude of our hearts?  Is there a precise dress code we must have in order to enter or face the scorn of our pew mates?  Is there an understood civic standing and prestigious career/salary expectation that we must fulfill to be accepted?  Is it a longstanding and historic building with no ability to grow and meet new needs?  Don’t get me wrong, I think that God’s house should be beautiful, but His presence doesn’t depend on that, and His presence is a far more precious and beautiful asset than any brick and mortar or stained glass windows.

Size of the congregation can’t always be a proper indicator of good church choice.  A truly growing church has people leaving and coming all the time.  Members leave to plant more congregations, and come because of hearing and being fed by the Word that both heals and pricks our hearts. It is much easier to develop accountability partners, true brothers and sisters with small groups than hiding in the mass of people you see now and then.  Who will know if we are out sick?  Will we notice if someone is absent?  Being involved in each others lives helps us to know how to pray for each other and develop relationships of trust and accountability.  By no means is it impossible to have a good experience in a mega church, but it is less common.  Large or small, we would be wise to put up spiritual radar before committing to a congregation based on its size.

We all know that chlorine kills germs, so we allow a bit of it in our water-even though it is a poison.   How much is enough/ and how much is too much, that depends on your point of view.  These frogs definitely had too much, and it affected their ability to do what frogs are supposed to do, swim.  Thus, they died. 

How much worse is it when some churches clean and sanitize to the point they have excluded the dirty sin, the blood, the wrath of God…and preach only part of God’s Word-the parts we all like that are full of love, forgiveness, prosperity, and health, never stepping on toes, never piercing our hearts, and always mindful of politically correctness. 

The whole counsel of God includes both the love and grace along with the sin and wrath.   How can we truly be fed if we only hear part?  It’s like having only candy instead of a healthy diet, and we lose our ability to have a true fellowship with God.  If we have sermons that tickle our ears with chlorinated stories of the love of God, – we might have beautiful sanctuaries full of happy attendees, but the flock will drown in their sin, thinking they have found a paradise.  


Father, I thank You for giving Your whole counsel, full of wisdom and truth. I pray today that we, Your church, use it wisely, and share it in its entirety. 



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Thursday, July 24, 2014

Strawberries and ducks

Strawberry seeds.
Look at that beautiful little fellow unashamedly showing his seeds!  He is a strawberry and not embarrassed by that at all.  Not only that but, displaying his seeds (future little strawberries) on the outside, uncovered for all to see.  Admittedly, I have led a somewhat sheltered life, but I have yet to meet a strawberry who hid, or even tried to hide, his seeds, if you have, please let me know
.

Have you watched the TV program Duck Dynasty?  It is neither about ducks nor dynasties, but a family building their lives and business around Biblical principles.  Yep, they are “Happy, happy, happy” because of their relationship with Jesus not because of their notoriety or wealth.  They are strawberries showing their seeds.  They have received criticism for standing by the Word of God rather than what is politically correct.  They have their seeds in plain sight.  Reminds me of what Paul declared in the book of Romans, and is still good solid doctrine today; “I am not ashamed of the gospel, for it is the power of God unto salvation”.  How can we possibly be an effective witness if we hide and are ashamed of our seeds of salvation?  Beloved, we have the seeds of faith, of life – and that is worth sharing today!
  
God I thank you for the witness of those who are unashamed to share the truth-the gospel- and I ask your help for us today to be faithful,  unashamed and effective witnesses for You in everything we do today.

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