February 07, 2012

The Great Commission – Ramona Heikel

When the same tugging comes at me from several directions in a short period of time, I believe I’m hearing from God.

For a while I’ve become more and more aware of two things. First, I am big on thinking and dreaming, but comparatively lacking in action. Second, my typical service has been within my church, to the church, with less of my time and effort given outside the church. Both of these realizations have been making me uncomfortable.

In the past year or two I’ve run across one book many times. It is entitled Revolution in World Missions: One Man’s Journey to Change a Generation. The first time I saw it, I picked it up and read the back cover, which made it sound like it was a biography of a missionary in Asia. But I already had several biographies of Christians and missionaries on my shelves at home that I hadn’t read yet, which looked more interesting, so I left it at the store.

I saw the same book several more times and ignored it, but kept wondering why it was so prevalent. I thought, “Someone must be going out of their way to populate all kinds of stores with this book.” Why would someone do that? When I saw a stack of about twenty brand-new copies of K.P. Yohannan’s book at another store, and saw that they were free, I picked one up. I figured I’d glance through it and donate it to the Co-op Book Exchange. It sat on my shelf for months before I finally sat down to read the first chapter.

As I read, I quickly realized that I was not alone in some of my questions about missions and my grieving over the materialism of the Western world, including the Western church. I couldn’t put it down. The book suggested sponsoring a national missionary in Asia, one of the areas of the world that has the least access to the message of the gospel, because that missionary would have opportunities to share his or her faith that Westerners would never have. By the time I read the first three chapters, I’d decided to make a priority with my time and money to help share the gospel to those who haven’t heard it.

The Bible study group that I attend has just begun to study the book of James, which contains numerous reminders to put our faith and love into action. And while my heart has always begun to race when I hear of opportunities to serve the needy (especially children), the experiences recently relayed by others who have returned from a short-term mission have motivated me to switch from contemplating “if I went”, to “when and where I will go”. I am now sorting through opportunities to help in the work of sharing the gospel, both locally and in other countries.

I know that God gives wisdom to do whatever he asks us to do, and I hope I can be patient enough to wait on him to clarify exactly which direction he wants me to go first!
[You can also read my detailed review of Revolution in World Missions on my website, here.]


Posted by Ramona



February 06, 2012

The Lord is Good to Me! - Glynis Belec

Tomorrow I will speak at a senior's home. "You could talk about writing," said Mr. A.J. when I asked him about a topic. Years ago I would never have dreamed that people would want to listen to me prattle on about what's important in my life. But they do and they did and they still ask. I've been speaking around this community and a little beyond for a while now and am amazed at the response. I have discovered the best way to keep people interested in what I say or write is to stay real and speak from the heart. Probably some of the best feedback about my editorial column (an 11 year stint) was that the reader could relate and he/she (usually 'she')  knew exactly how I felt and/or what I was going through.

The ideas for my Sugar and Spice column flowed like the springtime sap. People would often ask where I got my ideas. That surely was not a difficult question to answer. Tomorrow I will probably share a little bit of where I get my ideas, and how a writer's life is not 9-5. Perhaps I will also talk a little about how I sell an article or story and even share a little bit about rejection and sporadic pay cheques. But mostly I hopefully will relay the pure, blissful, exhilarating joy I glean from pouring words on paper.

God has blessed us with an amazing world. All one needs to do is to look around; lots to write about. Sometimes we mess up that amazing world; more to write about. God blessed us with families and laughable moments, challenges, heartbreaks, sadness and reasons to rejoice; an ever-flowing, overflowing well of ideas.

One of the best and purest and sweetest topic in this whole world to write about is children. I used to write about my junior offspring a lot but once they grew up and became all teenage like then I had to tread a little more carefully. Now that they are big people with babies of their own - mmm...good. Love those beautful grandbabies of ours! I can feel those ideas flowing once again. My muse is stirred. Can't wait for tomorrow.

 Oh yes...the Lord is good to me!  Take it away Miss J!






February 03, 2012

Rest - Janis Cox


I have a plate that says, "Stop and Smell the Roses".


The plate was a gift and at the time I saw it as a “cute plate”. My life was in high gear – supermom, always on the go. No time to smell the roses.


Of course, eventually I burned out. My body couldn’t take the pace. All the stress and tension with no time or outlet for release put my body into a physical wreck.

Jesus tells his disciples:
“Come off by yourselves; let’s take a break and get a little rest.” (The Message 4-6)
Jesus knew that taking time for restoration was essential for us.
“Certainly work is not always required of a man. There is such a thing as sacred idleness – the cultivation of which is now fearfully neglected.” (G MacDonald)

Release
Everything
Stop
Thinking

Finally forced into REST – I Iearned that rest is an essential part of a healthy lifestyle.

Release
Everything
Sit
Tight.

My first time sitting still lasted five minutes. No great accomplishment but a start. Being in high gear meant it would take time for me to put myself into a lower gear. I needed to be patient and practice.

Gradually in those times of solitude (no interruptions, no TV and no radio) I heard my own heartbeat. I knew I lived. I started to understand me.

And into this solitude God came. My intentional slowing down led me to know myself as God made me. I began to enjoy these times of refreshment. I learned more about me.

REST is not an easy thing to accomplish. It takes perseverance, discipline and time.

When was the last time you found REST?


Prayer:

Into our busy lives I ask for time to REST – to restore our bodies and minds. And in that REST I know You will be there, Lord. Come and restore us to knowing You. In Jesus’ name. AMEN.




February 02, 2012

Discovering Fresh Mercy - M. Laycock


I've been doing the Joy Dare with Ann Voskamp and many others for the past month. Ann has provided a list for us to follow, spurring us to notice three things each day that make us grateful for God’s grace and mercy. Some days it’s easy. Some days not so much. But even on those days the effort is worth it. Looking for gratitude. Looking for grace and mercy. How could you go wrong?

Well, we’re all human and we all do go wrong. I discovered even this process can take me off track in a subtle way. It was day eleven. We were to find three yellow things that struck us as “fresh mercy.” I hunted around my daughter’s small house, where I’m spending my days lately as I undergo radiation treatments. The first pick was sitting on the living room couch - a yellow afghan crocheted by my mother-in-law. The second was just as clear - a yellow turban I use to keep my bald head warm. It was the third item that gave me pause, not because it was hard to find - it was in the living room too - a retro chair my daughter covered herself - but it gave me pause because I realized I was focusing on the items, rather than the mercy or the One who dispensed it.

I found three things that were obvious, things that did bless me. But did I really recognize them as “fresh mercy?” That was the point of the exercise but I realized as I photographed my last pick, that wasn’t where my mind or heart was focused. I was focused on the finding, not on seeing how and why they were gifts from God.

So I took a few moments to ponder each one again. And I found the mercy was there, as easy to find as the objects themselves. I just had to take a few extra moments to recognize it. And the Joy Dare is working. The joy was there too, bubbling up as I recognized how much my God loves me. Enough to provide things like yellow afghans, turbans and retro chairs and then to show me that they are indeed fresh mercies dispensed to one who does not deserve them.


“If I say, “my foot slips,” Your mercy, O Lord, will hold me up.” Psalm 94:18