“Ok, Dad, as you wish… .” I started something last night/this morning that I was going to write about, but my heavenly Dad had other plans.
How many times in your life have you had plans, they sound amazing in your head, but then something or someone comes along and changes EVERYTHING?!?!?!?! One step further: when the project was complete you realized it was far better than your original plan? ugh.
Yesterday was Taylor and my first Apple Festival in Nappanee. We went to early service and a couple of the girls from her “other family” tagged along. Pastor Dave was talking about………………………………………..silence.
So, technically this was in his series on wisdom. The key word to yesterdays lesson was, “Listen.” That means we need to shut up and try not to anticipate what He’s going to say or the direction He’s going to point us in. As Pastor Dave says,”Deaf ears create dead ends.”
Proverbs 1:23-27 “Repent at my rebuke!
Then I will pour out my thoughts to you,
I will make known to you my teachings.
24 But since you refuse to listen when I call
and no one pays attention when I stretch out my hand,
25 since you disregard all my advice
and do not accept my rebuke,
26 I in turn will laugh when disaster strikes you;
I will mock when calamity overtakes you—
27 when calamity overtakes you like a storm,
when disaster sweeps over you like a whirlwind,
when distress and trouble overwhelm you.”
Yikes! That’s pretty powerful! Nice lesson. Besides, I think He’s already talked to me about it. On to the Apple Festival!
Don’t pretend you don’t do the same thing: go to church, hear something convicting or something you KNOW you need to do something about, and then you drop it off at the door as you are walking out of the church to your vehicle. My heavenly Dad just doesn’t let me do that much anymore. You can almost see in the rear view mirror a hand reaching down and picking it up, placing in a velvet lined box, to be given to me again. It is a priceless lesson that I was immature enough not to value.
The velvet lined box was in my inbox today, through Wisdom Hunters,
“Moment of Silence.” As soooooon as I saw the subject line I was like,”Really?” I told you it’s an immaturity thing so my adolescent (at 46?!?!?) spirit was arguing,”Father, it was a great lesson and all, but I’ve got lots, no, lots and lots of quiet time.”
My head and heart rang,”Be still and know that I am God.” Psalms 46:10 Shut up, got it.
When he [The Lamb—Jesus] opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven for about half an hour. Revelation 8:1
30 minutes of silence? Try 3 and see how that feels: and…go. Feels like forever doesn’t it? I will admit, I’ve got a couple of battles I am facing and I don’t have a clue what to do because they are beyond my control. The issues are mounting, monthly, and the ones who are in control are choosing not to deal with them. The ill effects are only going to effect me in the long run, so they are unconcerned. I have a weight that I have have been/am carrying and do not know what to do.
“The Lord will fight for you while you keep silent” Exodus 14:14
Now I do.
Until tomorrow: Blessings!