July 28, 2008

Monday Meditation


There is a beautiful song that Fernando Ortega sings called Give me Jesus.

In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise
In the morning, when I rise, give me Jesus
Give me Jesus, Give me Jesus, You can have all this world, But give me Jesus

When I am alone
When I am alone
When I am alone, give me Jesus
Give me Jesus, Give me Jesus, You can have all this world, But give me Jesus

When I come to die
When I come to die
When I come to die, give me Jesus
Give me Jesus, Give me Jesus,

You can have all this world,
You can have all this world,
You can have all this world, But give me Jesus
I find this a beautiful song to listen to and it helps me to set my perspective for the day or for the week...but it is also hard to sing along with...at least honestly. If I was honest, I would sing: In the morning when I rise give me peace and quiet or give me a productive day. I would sing, When I am alone give me good friends or a good time or distraction. I would sing, When I come to die give me glory and let me be remembered for all the good things I did.

I'm not saying these wants are wrong or that God does not want us to want these things or even that He does not want to give us these things. I am just saying that if I was honest, I could not sing wholeheartedly,

You can have all this world, But give me Jesus.

It is good for us to be honest with ourselves. Therefore we ought to give the more earnest heed to the things which we have heard, lest at any time we should let them slip Heb 2:1 And be not conformed to this world: but be ye transformed by the renewing of your mind, that ye may prove what is that good, and acceptable, and perfect, will of God. Romans 12:2 What if you could sing those words truely - What kind of person would you be?

I immediately think of Jesus in the boat with his disciples...sleeping in the midst of a storm. No fear, no worry, no irritation or anger at his circumstances. Asleep. A quiet heart.
Elisabeth Elliot writes
God came down and lived in this same world as a man. He showed us how to live in this world with all its vicissitudes and necessities, that we might be changed - not into an angel or a storybook princess - not wafted into another world, but changed into saints in this world. The secret is Christ in me not me in a different set of circumstances.
Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit of itself, except it abide in the vine; no more can ye, except ye abide in me. John 15:4
What do we really want? As Christians, we must keep this in front of us, to have our affections set on the things above. So many good things we want can become idols - perfectly clean homes, perfectly obedient children, perfectly outlined lives. Mortify therefore your members which are upon the earth; ... and covetousness, which is idolatry: Col 3:5

But as for me, my feet were almost gone; my steps had
well-nigh slipped. For I was envious at the foolish, when I saw the prosperity of the
wicked.

They are not in trouble as other men; neither are they plagued like
other men. Their eyes stand out with fatness: they have more than heart
could wish.

Until I went into the sanctuary of God;
then I understood their end.

Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my
reins. So foolish was I, and ignorant: I was as a beast before thee.
Nevertheless I am continually with thee; thou hast held me by my right hand.
Thou shalt guide me with thy counsel, and afterward receive me to glory.
Whom have I in heaven but thee? and there is none upon the earth that I
desire beside thee. My flesh and my heart faileth: but God is the strength
of my heart, and my portion forever. (parts of Psalm 73).
So, Mission Monday. Sing with me, You can have all this world, Give me Jesus. and see how it plays out in your life. I am confident you will be a blessing to others.

July 23, 2008

NAOMI BALONEY

Once upon a time, there were two little girls sitting at the table having tea. They shared their plans for the day and for their little families which consisted of two dolls a stuffed rabbit and a toy horse.

Sophia: "And will you be sending your children to public school?" as she tips her tea cup back, pinky finger held high.

Naomi: "Oh No! I will never send my children to public school! They will most definitely be homeless!"

Sophia age 7, Naomi Baloney age 5

July 08, 2008

Choose ye this day...

This morning I woke up full of worry and angst. Moving. It's just such a big deal no matter how often you do it. I should have known though...I went to bed full of worry. Fret not, it leads only to evil...

Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: Psalm 42:5

I think of Abraham...Now the LORD had said unto Abram, Get thee out of thy country, and from thy kindred, and from thy father's house, unto a land that I will shew thee: Genesis 12:1

We are taught to pray...Thy kingdom come, thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven...and so that's where my worry lies. I have my plans. I cannot see God's plans. Yes, I believe that His plans for me are for good and not for evil to give me a future and a hope...but...


I am a child holding my Father's hand. He leads me down a path while I tug just a little, hanging back...looking over my shoulder...looking at the other paths...pointing.
"I wanna go there," I say.
"No. Let's go this way." He pulls me gently towards him.
"But, I wanna go that way. Look at that! I see good friends over there! There's nice stuff over there. Please. Pleeeeease! Can we go there?"
"No. I want you to go this way."

Call unto me, and I will answer thee, and shew thee great and mighty things, which thou knowest not. Jeremiah 33:3

But as it is written, Eye hath not seen, nor ear heard, neither have entered into the heart of man, the things which God hath prepared for them that love him. I Corinthians 2:9

Will I trust Him today? Will I demand my own way? Oh Lord, How I love you. Let's go where you want to take me. I am scared, please hold my hand a little tighter. Thank you.

Mrs. Santos

July 01, 2008

Reading

Today Sophia came up to me with her book in her hand, "Mom, something terrible has happened!"
"What?!"
"Rontu has died!"
She was reading Island of the Blue Dolphins...one of my favorite books when I was young. I finished the chapter out loud as Naomi wanted to hear what happened. Sophia wiped her eyes...she was actually crying. I smiled sympathetically. I'm so glad to share these moments with my children.


Alice was beginning to get very tired of sitting by her sister on the bank, and of having nothing to do: once or twice she had peeped into the book her sister was reading, but it had no pictures or conversations in it, "and what is the use of a book" thought Alice, "without pictures or conversations?"

- Alice's Adventures In Wonderland [1865], Chapter I

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