6.29.2015

Leaving the Bench

Hi! It is a hot one today: isn't it? Yesterday in the middle of church it dawned on me, why do I talk about meeting at a bench when I am in reality more of a large comfortable, cushy chair or couch sort of girl? Who says it has to be a bench? We can't snuggle up, pull our feet up underneath of us, and talk the afternoon away on a bench. In honor of this revelation of reality we are leaving the bench in the garden and moving on up to the house. In the summer we will probably gather on the porch in the chairs with cushions, but in the winter we're going to snuggle into some oversized chairs, or a couch, and visit as long as our time together allows. How does that sound? Good? We'll still drink our tea, both iced and hot, though. We won't forget our tea.

I need to go get supper started now. I just wanted to let you know that if you haven't been comfortable on our bench, that's okay. We're moving on to something a whole lot comfier. Is that a word? Comfier? More comfy? Whatever, it's going to be softer and bigger. See you soon!


6.23.2015

Search Me and Know My Heart

"Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right, persevering and steadfast spirit within me. Cast me not away from Your presence and take not Your Holy Spirit from me. Restore to me the joy of Your salvation and uphold me with a willing spirit." Psalm 51:10-12 Amplified Bible

"Search me [thoroughly], O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there is any wicked or hurtful way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting." Psalm 139:23,24

"Who shall go up into the mountain of the Lord? Or who shall stand in His Holy Place? He who has clean hands and a pure heart, who has not lifted himself up to falsehood or to what is false, nor sworn deceitfully." Psalm 24:3,4

A clean heart, clean hands, a pure heart these I need. My need was plainly revealed to me last week. A while back our family had the experience of observing two women in a public gathering. These beautiful Christian women had fallen victim to something women frequently fall prey to when meeting for the first time: they were a bit cat-like in their behavior. When I say cat-like I don't mean sweetly adorable and fuzzy either. No, this was definitely more along the lines of quietly observing from afar with a growling hiss not far from the surface, so close to the surface it can almost be heard before it is voiced. I'm sure some of you have witnessed this occur in other gatherings when one women who feels she is the thinnest, prettiest, smartest, got the most going for her female present comes in contact with another women who is thin enough, smart enough, pretty enough, hip enough to be a threat by entering the first woman's territory. Not pretty is it?

Our family had witnessed this occur between two women we know and some of our children had commented on it. In full parent mode I acknowledged that I had seen, and felt, the obvious tension between the two women and expressed sad disappointment that it happened. I believe I said something along the lines of how sad it is that we can't all just get along and play nice since we are all professing believers in Christ. My response was really nice, kind, and Christian-ish with a sincere, loving parental tone covering it all. The discussion seemed to go well as we all agreed that such happenings are both sad and needless.

Later on, however, my contentment with our family's initial discussion was pushed aside by the revelation of a hidden ugly lurking in my heart. As I sat contemplating and praying about why such cattiness often happens between women I found myself thinking about the previous incident more and more. Before I knew it, the cattiness was no longer found in the remembrance of a tense atmosphere between the two female acquaintances. It was found coming out of my mouth! I was horrified at what came out of my thoughts and mouth! Where did that come from? I was catty myself!!! Not even a full minute later the scripture verse in Psalm 24 and Psalm 51 came across my path. Oh, how my heart wailed within me! It wailed the words of Psalm 51 that God would indeed create in me a clean heart and renew a right spirit within me. Psalm 24 asks Who will go up to the mountain of the Lord or into His Holy Place. I want to go up to the mountain of the Lord! I want to enter His Holy Place! I do.

I have found myself repeatedly praying the prayer found in Psalm 139 since that moment. "Search me [thoroughly], O God, and know my heart! Try me and know my thoughts! And see if there is any wicked or hurtful way in me, and lead me in the way everlasting." Psalm 139:23,24 As I have prayed, God has revealed. As He has revealed, I have repented and confessed. As I have repented and confessed, He has forgiven and cleansed just as 1John 1:9 says He will. "If we [freely] admit that we have sinned and confess our sins, He is faithful and just (true to His own nature and promises) and will forgive our sins [dismiss our lawlessness] and [continuously] cleanse us from all unrigheousness [everything not in conformity to His will in purpose, thought, and action]." What a wondrous God!

I still wonder why we women have a tendency to get all catty and hissy. It may remain a mystery until the end. There is one thing that I do know though: Jesus has provided a way for me to be transformed into an image of Him. Women may always have this tendency, but I don't have to live this tendency out. Through Jesus I have been made free to live Love! My family, specifically my daughters, have also been made free through Jesus. We have the power in Him to live Love throughout our entire lives too! THAT is an amazing gift from God that we all can give thanks for!

Thanking Jesus for freedom to love,
Abundantly Blessed @ Abundance House


6.19.2015

Running With Trusting Abandon

Following quote featured from full article found on: The Elijah List & Breaking Christian News 
http://www.elijahlist.com
"... During this new season of shining, there'll be nothing more shameful than to be cowardly. Fear and anxiety must no longer be seen simply as some unfortunate personal struggle, but a deadly enemy that is to be ruthlessly dealt with.  

Boldness, generosity, and a carefree heart are Kingdom characteristics to embrace and walk in. Lose all self-preservation instincts that come from an orphan mentality. Walk in the confidence of sons and daughters who know they're being looked after by their Papa. Your best days are ahead of you, if you do."

Johnny Enlow
Johnny and Elizabeth

Email: Contact@JohnnyandElizabeth.com
Website: JohnnyandElizabeth.com

An orphan mentality. Something about those words is pricking at my attention. Do I walk in an orphan mentality that tells me to be cautious, careful, and conservative for I am responsible to take care of myself and therefore must be ever watchful of potential threat or danger? Hmmm. Something to consider when spending time in Abba God's presence. I want to be bold, generous, with a carefree heart. I don't want to rely on self-preservation instincts but instead run with the abandon of a fully trusting child. I want to joyfully jump into the loving arms of my God and KIng when He beckons me come. How grateful I am for the opportunity to rid myself of habits and instincts that are contrary to those my Papa looks for in His children. 

A hymn is singing inside of me. It is by C.P. Jones. Please feel free to sing along if you know it: the song goes like this: 

"Deeper, deeper in the love of Jesus daily let me go. 
Higher, higher in the school of wisdom more of grace to know. 

O deeper yet I pray and higher every day and wiser Blessed Lord in thy precious Holy Word. 

Deeper, deeper blessed Holy Spirit take me deeper still. 
Till my life is wholly lost in Jesus and His perfect will. 

Deeper, deeper though it cost hard trials deeper let me go! 
Rooted in the holy love of Jesus let me fruitful grow. 

Deeper, deeper every day in Jesus till all conflict past, 
Finds me conqueror and in His own image perfected at last. 

O deeper yet I pray and higher every day and wiser Blessed Lord in Thy precious Holy Word."

Definitely going to the piano this morning. Have a wondrously blessed day in Jesus my friend! Come to our bench again. We'll have tea and talk until we run out of words. 

Love,
Abundantly Blessed @ Abundance House

6.16.2015

Purpose

Just in case I have to jet out of here without warning I want to share a link to an article recently read and enjoyed. Every so often there will be an article that makes me consider printing off, passing it out to my older children and/or reading aloud to my younger ones. This is one of those articles. I discovered the article while following a lead from another article by the same author. Both articles shared about discovering and walking in our God-destined purpose. Might as well provide the link to both articles. It would be difficult to choose just one for you to read, and they really do enhance each other. Here the links are: http://joeyletourneau.com/2014/03/14/want-purpose-lose-irrational-measurements/ and http://www.elijahlist.com/words/display_word.html?ID=14820.

Whoo-eee. This is quite the morning. There are three young children who have just come off of two very full weeks and weekends during which too many out of the ordinary foods and bedtimes have been indulged in. It is high time for this mama to gently re-establish some sort of routine and normalcy, whatever that is. Gently is the key word this morning. Talk about on edge. At least it isn't a hormone driven mama this time. Gotta be thankful for every little blessing folks, whatever form that blessing might take.

Thank you for coming this morning, and thank you for being so loving and patient with us. I have to go now as I am needed to help a certain six-year-old Mighty Man of God find a shirt. He doesn't have any in his shirt drawer at all. Now how can that be? Laundry is mostly done. Hmmm, we may have another clothing mystery on our hands. Said "clothing mysteries" are commonly solved in a miraculous fashion when mama enters the bedroom. Mama enters the room, opens the drawer, and there are shirts where none where mere seconds before! If the drawer doesn't miraculously produce the sought after clothing, a neat pile of freshly laundered clothing often does. At least we hope it is still in a neat pile. Isn't that amazing? I might as well laugh out loud right now. Laughing certainly beats the tempting alternative of opening the door, sticking my head in it, and closing the door repeatedly or the proverbial beating my head against a brick wall! You know, those often suggested methods of coping with motherhood's many adventures. Laughing is way better. It burns more calories too!

Please enjoy the articles the links above lead to. Your house may not be filled with under rested overstimulated children like my house is, but these articles will be a blessing just the same. They are a blessing for all to partake of.

Loving blessings from our house to yours,
Abundantly Blessed @ Abundance House



6.15.2015

A Poem of Summer and Children

Wow! I knew it had been a long time since we got together. I had no idea it had been this long! We both need a hug after all of this time apart! Our visit today may not be very long. There are three children with lots of energy and one Abundantly Blessed mama to keep an eye on them. Usually there are several sets of eyes keeping watch, but today there is only mine. So...this may be quicker than even I thought.

Before things erupt unexpectedly, yes I can tell it is one of those mornings when this is possible, I want to share a poem about children and summer that has made itself at home in my collection of favorites. It is by Edgar Guest one of my favorite poets of all time. His verses are all down home goodness that bless me with their musical lilt. Reading them aloud is pure delight, almost as sweet as singing. Almost. I pray you enjoy it as much as I do.

The Summer Children
~ Edgar A. Guest ~

I like 'em, in the winter when their cheeks are slightly pale,

I like 'em in the spring time when the March winds blow a gale;

But when summer suns have tanned 'em and they're racing to and fro,

I somehow think the children make the finest sort of show.

When they're brown as little berries and they're bare of foot and head,

And they're on the go each minute where the velvet lawns are spread,

Then their health is at its finest and they never stop to rest,

Oh, it's then I think the children look and are their very best.

We've got to know the winter and we've got to know the spring,

But for children, could I do it, unto summer I would cling;

For I'm happiest when I see 'em, as a wild and merry band

Of healthy, lusty youngsters that the summer sun has tanned.