A Steak, Green Beans, and Mashed Potatoes

Enjoying the leftovers today at home!

   

   As the saying goes, "The third time's the charm!" Sweet Bill had made reservations three times for us to celebrate our 25th and 26th wedding anniversaries together. We hardly acknowledged the 25th last year, perhaps the most difficult year of my physical challenges, which of course impacted both of us greatly. Years before, I'm sure we had imagined some grand travel experience to mark the milestone, but thanks to Bible and Christ-centered brain rewiring, we had every hope of marking the occasion in some less grandiose, yet special way this year. 

      Bill made reservations at a nearby restaurant we had been wanting to try for at least 5 years. Our friends had been raving about the quality of the food, and it was only a half-hour from home-- perfect! The first two attempts, my body simply refused. Last night, the third try-- SUCCESS!!! I rested all day, stayed calm even though excited, and finally visualized the whole evening, from getting dressed, to driving to the quaint nearby town, to sitting down, ordering, and eating. Even though I still had no appetite, I pictured a mouthwatering meal of juicy steak, crispy sauteed green beans, and buttery mashed potatoes with bits of red skin and lumps, just the way I liked them. 

      I can't say I was without anxiety, as I felt a bit of internal pressure to enjoy this new experience. I even entertained a fleeting thought of canceling one more time, but I immediately rejected the idea with a favorite Bible verse and hymn (Philippians 4:13 and "Leaning On the Everlasting Arms"). As I bathed and dressed, and even curled my hair and dusted on a bit of makeup, I reminded myself that taking the first step, and then one after another, was all that was required to get me to my goal. 

      Departure time came, and I took a few calming breaths, got in the car shaky but smiling, and sang a praise song or two on the way. Many of the darling Victorians of Mount Pleasant were already adorned for Christmas with colorful twinkling lights, and I relaxed more and more the closer we got. On this foggy, damp night we found the perfect parking spot right outside the rear entrance, and I drew in another deep breath with a smile. Though I had brought my trusty walking sticks for security, on a whim and with my determined head held high, I emerged from the car and told Bill, "I'm walking in on your strong arm and I'll be fine!" And so it was. 

     We were seated in a beautiful room of gleaming wood, shining windows, and a stone fireplace, made all the more cheery by a lighted Christmas tree and some nostalgic decorations. Our server quickly brought us heavy leather menus, but I was in no hurry to open mine. I just kept smiling across the table at Bill, saying "We did it! We're really here, and it's perfect!" After relishing simply being in a new and interesting public place, of course I did soon open my menu, and it only took seconds for my eyes to fall on the top of the page, which read "Mt. Pleasant Sirloin." Across the page, as if lit with a beam from heaven, I read the list of "Sides:" sauteed green beans and mashed red skin potatoes were the first two! I nearly wept as I explained to Bill, almost breathless, about my visualization. And believe me, the reality of the food was delicious far beyond my imagining. I don't know how many times during our meal I repeated my declaration: I am happy and healthy, calm and strong, a beloved, RADIANT daughter of the King!"

     Needless to say, I beamed in competition with the Christmas lights the rest of the evening, and I'm still smiling this morning. Some call these "God winks;" others will say it's mere coincidence. I KNOW this meal was my God assuring me of the truth of my declaration, and this blog is my humble way of thanking Him, and hopefully encouraging someone else on this up and down, twisting, wonderful journey of life! 

"Delight thyself also in the Lord: and he shall give thee the desires of thine heart."

(Psalm 37:4 KJV)

 "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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Afterglow

      It's the day after Thanksgiving, and I feel like the wisps of cloud in this photo, gleaming in the sunset afterglow. I arose this morning in the afterglow of a golden Thanksgiving Day celebration with beloved family. The American Heritage Dictionary of the English Language defines afterglow as "The light emitted after removal of a source of energy, especially." How perfectly apt for how I feel!

     Yesterday may have been a less-than-optimal day for me physically, but once settled into my favorite comfy chair at my son's home, here came my grandchildren pulling out card games to play on the ottoman in front of me. Who can say "No" to a grandchild's request? The first game was totally new to me, and my cognitively-challenged brain couldn't do much with the instructions, so I told them, "Let's just play and you can show me as we go." Well, this game involved not only following a pattern, it also required quick thinking AND quick handplay, so you can imagine the hilarity of a slow-moving and -thinking granny following two sets of young minds and hands who were quite familiar with the game and closer to the playing surface to boot! We all laughed so hard at my attempts to knock, point, or scratch in time that I think they finally felt sorry for me and slowed down so I could at least win one round! 

      Then it was on to Uno. I thought, I've been playing this most of my life-- no problem! HA! Who knew that Uno had switched from words to those silly symbols for "Reverse" and "Skip" AND added some new ones, too? I was lost again! And more hysterical laughter ensued. Finally there came a word and reasoning game, and yes, I did better, but I did have some help the first round from my fellow grandma humming "Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer" when she could see that my animal was "reindeer" and not just "deer."  (Thank you, Carol!) Tears were streaming down my face and my sides were hurting after all this fun, but I would pay a million dollars or more for the way my spirits soared. I was still smiling when I went to bed. THAT was "afterglow," and I hope someday I can share with my grandchildren what they give me every time we're together. Their energy indeed continues to light up my face with every memory.

      I'm reminded of Moses' encounter with God on Mount Sinai, when he received the Ten Commandments, and his face shone from being in the presence of God. In Luke's account of the Transfiguration (Luke 9:29), when Peter, James, and John went to a mountaintop with Jesus and He suddenly glowed before them with His divinity, notice that He had been praying, communing with His Father God, when this radiance came over Him. I have to wonder if my own encounters with God, my heavenly Father, cause me to glow with His presence?

      In my brain rewiring program, we are each required at the beginning to write and repeat at least once a day our own "Declaration"-- basically a statement of how we want to see ourselves as we are healed. Inspired by the instructor, who is truly radiant with her love of our Lord, I included in my Declaration that word, "RADIANT," in all caps. I know that I had come to a point where I had lost my radiance for my King, allowing it to be swallowed up by the Enemy in a pit of depression. But somehow, by His mercy and grace, and by immersing myself in His Word more deeply each day, I feel that glow returning. Now THAT'S something to be Thankful for!

      As Advent approaches, this season of light, and our houses and church houses begin to glisten with extra-special lights, won't you join me in seeking to shine ever more brightly in the afterglow of our Savior's radiance? Unlike the earth's sunset afterglow, though, the Source has never really left us, you know!

"Jesus spoke to them again: 'I am the light of the world. Anyone who follows me will never walk in the darkness but will have the light of life.'"  (John 8:12 CSB)

 "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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Vision of the Veil

      I lay on the floor broken in pieces, like the glass I dropped earlier that day in the kitchen, sharp edges threatening to hurt anyone who came near. I didn't even want to be put back together, but rather left alone simply to disappear in my misery. I know not how long I was there, but all at once I became aware of something covering me, light as a mist, almost imperceptible. I continued to lie there unmoving, but becoming more aware of my covering and of my body growing whole once again, as I began to feel my fingers and toes, then arms and legs, my heart beating and my chest rising and falling with each breath. In a few moments I rose up to sit, my legs to the side, and I realized the mist was actually a veil of the finest white fabric, perfectly encircling me, with a thin white border that seemed to separate me from the rest of my surroundings, almost as if protecting me. It was then I noticed, sitting in the chair to my right, a man in soft white robes. I knew Him at once to be Jesus my Savior, and so I crawled the short distance to lay my head gently on His knees as he softly caressed my hair, and I felt nothing but relief and comfort. I reveled in this feeling of love and peace until I lifted my head to gaze on His face, then became aware of the most brilliant white Light behind Him, blocking out all other objects that might have been in my field of vision. It no longer mattered where I was, or how long I was there. Time stopped, because I was wrapped in eternal, perfect Love of the Triune God: covered by the veil of the Holy Spirit, held in the arms of my Savior Jesus, and surrounded by the incomparable Light of a Holy God.

      Whether this was a dream or a waking vision I may never know. I only know that I will never forget it or the peace that it brought to my heart. I may never plumb the depths of its meaning, but there are several revelations I have received as I have pondered it. The veil I can only see as the Holy Spirit, whose covering has protected me ever since I accepted God's gift of salvation through His Son, Messiah Jesus. I continue to learn His assorted names and purposes, but I know that it is He Who seals me for redemption, thus the complete covering of the veil over my entire body. He is our Comforter and Healer, as it was under the veil that my broken body was made whole. My favorite name of all for the Holy Spirit is ruach, meaning "breath," and the veil was as light as a breath of air, without weight, yet surely there. In a Jewish wedding the chuppah (or huppah) has much symbolism, including the Tabernacle constructed in the wilderness by Moses and the children of Israel; for what? To house God's presence as He moved with them wherever He led them. Finally, the veil signifies us, the Church as the Bride of Christ, waiting to be perfectly joined with Him at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb.

 

"Then I heard the sound of massed choirs, the sound of mighty rapids, the sound of strong thunder: Hallelujah! The Master reigns, our God, the Sovereign-Strong! Let us celebrate, let us rejoice, let us give him the glory! The Marriage of the Lamb has come; his Wife has made herself ready. She was given a bridal gown of bright and shining linen. The linen is the righteousness of the saints. The Angel said to me, “Write this: ‘Blessed are those invited to the Wedding Supper of the Lamb.’” He added, “These are the true words of God!”  

(Revelation 19: 6-9 MSG)

      In my vision Jesus was the only person of God who was flesh, just as He was when He walked this earth. I felt pure love emanating from Him, and complete healing, as He gave to so many when He walked this earth. "But unto you that fear my name shall the Sun of righteousness arise with healing in his wings;" (Malachi 4:2 KJV)

      And over all, filling the whole scene with indescribable light, was my Abba Father, Who created us to be perfect and will once again restore us to live with Him forever. As Paul charged Timothy in his final instructions,

 "God, the blessed and only Ruler, the King of kings and Lord of lords, who alone is immortal and who lives in unapproachable light, whom no one has seen or can see. To him be honor and might forever. Amen."  (1 Timothy 6:15-16 NIV)

      Early this morning, I arose and went out on the deck to gaze at the starry sky. Though I know the universe is so immense that we haven't discovered its limits, over my head it felt like a nearly tangible dome covering the earth and sprinkled with sparkling lights that made me smile. I thought, "It's like God covering all of us, His creation, with His brilliant love, immeasurable beyond our wildest imaginings, not unlike the immeasurable love and protection of a groom covering his bride.

      And so, my friend, this is my prayer for you: 

 

"and may you be able to feel and understand, as all God's children should, how long, how wide, how deep, and how high His love really is; and to experience this love for yourselves, though it is so great that you will never see the end of it or fully know or understand it. And so at last you will be filled up with God Himself.

Now glory be to God, Who by His mighty power at work within us is able to do far more than we would ever dare to ask or even dream of -- infinitely beyond our highest prayers, desires, thoughts, or hopes. May He be given glory forever and ever through endless ages because of His master plan of salvation for the Church through Jesus Christ." 

(Ephesians 3:18-21 TLB)

NOTE: Here is a beautiful song to accompany your meditation which I hope flows from your reading of this blog: https://youtu.be/-M4j6K5W9I0?si=CZB3SM0Hlc5qX9he

 "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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Sun Worshipping

     As the summer heat is at last waning, this morning I succumbed to the urge to sit in the sun a bit. I soon found my mind wandering back to my youth when I was a typical sun-worshipper.  Whether on a sandy beach or the splintery boards of our dock at the lake, I would carefully apply Coppertone to any exposed skin, checking the location of the glowing orb with a squint behind my sunglasses, then spread my towel at the perfect angle to capture the most direct rays. Today, as worship songs played on Pandora (Remember listening to your favorite AM station on the first transistor radios?), I turned my chair to the optimum angle and began thanking God for His amazing creation He gave us for our pleasure and His glory. I smiled at the twittering birds and breathed deeply of the gentle breeze whispering through leaves beginning to be tinged with a hint of autumn's yellow.

      I soon realized how far I've come in two short weeks of seeking healing in Him alone. During that time, I haven't read one medical article aimed at fixing my mysterious illness. Instead, I have focused on His healing words in the Word He has given us through the prophets and teachers of old, His original followers who were inspired to record enduring messages of soul-healing for all of us throughout history. In this short time I have found myself smiling like I used to, laughing more, crying seldom, and frowning in pain hardly at all. I no longer beg God on a daily (or sometimes hourly) basis to take me out of this world of pain and sorrow. Instead, I thank Him for sparing me to live more fully, to laugh again with friends and family, to raise my hands and my voice in worship for the One Who gave His life that I might live fully, eternally. 

"The thief comes only in order to steal and kill and destroy. I came that they may have and enjoy life, and have it in abundance [to the full, till it overflows]." (John 10:10 AMP)

      You may wonder what is my secret. It's really no secret at all: thanks to His mercy and the prayers of countless loved ones and even strangers, I'm remembering to turn toward the Son, the Sun of my soul, the Source of all creation, including you and me! 

"For God did not give us a spirit of timidity or cowardice or fear, but [He has given us a spirit] of power and of love and of sound judgment and personal discipline [abilities that result in a calm, well-balanced mind and self-control]."  (2 Timothy 1:7 AMP)

      As the wonderful old hymn admonishes us:

"O worship the King, all glorious above,

And gratefully sing His wonderful love;

Our Shield and Defender, the Ancient of Days,

Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise!"  (Robert Grant, 1785-1838)

Perhaps we can learn a lesson from the sunflowers, which do this naturally! 

 "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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Rejoicing in Suffering

      It had been a difficult week, filled with pain, weakness, and naturally discouragement. I found myself smiling, though, when I saw the notification of a message from my Jamaican sister-friend. As we chatted on Whats-App that morning, dear Jeanne, a constant encourager, reminded me to rejoice in suffering. I confess this is a nearly daily struggle for me, even though I know it is biblical: 

"But rejoice inasmuch as you participate in the sufferings of Christ, so that you may be overjoyed when his glory is revealed."  1 Peter 4:13 NIV  

      In the midst of our chat, my doctor sent me a text reminding me, "You can do all things through Yeshua who strengthens you!" (Philippians 4:13)

      I had to ponder these two ideas for some time as my day wore on. There came to mind  the familiar refrain, "They are weak but He is strong.... Yes, Jesus loves me!" Then I had to admit that when I am suffering the most, I more quickly seek the promised shelter of His wings, just like a tiny baby bird in its weakness shelters under the loving, gentle wing of its mother, and at times even allows itself to be carried on her back. 

"He will cover you with his feathers, and under his wings you will find refuge; his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart." (Psalm 91:4 NIV)

      Though I miss the days of being strong, serving Him, and helping others, when I am desperate to find a reason for this trial, I need to remind myself it has brought me to a place of total dependence on Him. Isn't that exactly where he wants us all? 

"Trust in the Lord with all thy heart, and lean not unto thine own understanding. In all thy ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct thy paths." (Proverbs 3:5-6 KJV)

“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,

Nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord.

For as the heavens are higher than the earth,

So are My ways higher than your ways,

And My thoughts than your thoughts." (Isaiah 54:8-9 NKJV)

     And so, with Job, let me say, "Though He slay me, yet will I trust in Him;" (Job 13:15a KJV)

 "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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Night Bloomer

 

"George" emerging to light up a dark night.

      I know you've met "George" before [See "Ordinary Days -- Surprising Grace, 9/27/19], the exotic creature that inhabits my porch at the lake, but he's the perfect illustration of something I've just read in today's Streams in the Desert entry: "We must understand that for God to give "songs in the night" [Job 35:10], He must first make it night." (Nathaniel William Taylor). The devotional also reminded me that without the darkness we would never see the moon and stars, the most exquisite lights in the universe.

      I think of people throughout history who've inspired me the most, and nearly all of them were overcomers. Job, who never gave in to despair or doubt in spite of losing everything he held dear; Paul and most of the twelve apostles who gave their very lives in order to share the Good News of the One Who gave the most for each and every one of us! Then there are my personal heroes: a woman I never even met who fought cancer valiantly, coming to church through pain and sickness, giving glory to God until her last breath; a pastor who suffers from severe rheumatoid arthritis and whose wife has a debilitating chronic illness as well, yet who visits the sick, preaches and teaches each week, and even calls in a devotional to his flock's prayer chain every day; a couple of teachers I follow on the internet who inspire thousands while one deals with a chronic illness herself and the other has two children with serious health issues. THESE are stars that shine in their own darkness, blessing us all with their amazing resilience.

      I confess that in my own "dark night of the soul" I most often fail to shine, and yet I know that this blog would never have come about were it not for the darkness that suddenly engulfed me the summer of 2017. Even then, it took two years for my will to accept HIS will for my life and begin carrying out this assignment, which I believe was His plan from the very beginning. Oh dear friend, if you are in a dark place right now, I assure you that God has a purpose for you even in the darkness. Even if you shine on just one person, your family and closest friends, or perhaps someone you only know through the internet, you have no idea how far that light may be passed on, from one to another to another. You, too, can be a night-bloomer!

     My night-blooming cereus sometimes takes a year off and rests, but then when it blooms again, even if I'm not watching and miss its display, I cherish the times I have witnessed the miracle. I can even recall its sweet fragrance, which is like nothing else on earth. Its brilliance still inspires me, just like I remember the stars and moon on a cloudy night, and I smile.

“He uncovers mysteries hidden in darkness; he brings light to the deepest gloom."  

[Job 12:22 NLT]

"Even in darkness light dawns for the upright, for those who are gracious and compassionate and righteous."  [Psalm 112:4 NIV]

"The people that walked in darkness have seen a great light: they that dwell in the land of the shadow of death, upon them hath the light shined."  [Isaiah 9:2 KJV]

"Then spake Jesus again unto them, saying, I am the light of the world: he that followeth me shall not walk in darkness, but shall have the light of life."  [John 8:12 KJV]

      

   "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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The Sun Heals!

     

      I'll admit it: yesterday I was LOW! The pain of the day before was gone, but my spirit was as dark as the misty gloom that enwrapped our part of the world. This morning I started out just as low, even though the sun shone brightly through our windows. I suddenly realized I heard no bird songs, either, which added to my depression. Then I remembered that in years past, even when very ill I had started most days sipping my morning coffee on the deck, sitting in the sun. And so I forced myself out of my chair and walked the few steps to the front door, where my folding chair seemed to be awaiting my return. I remembered that part of my ritual was listening to hymns, and so grabbed my phone and wireless speaker to accompany me. Before I could even think about it, my persistent frown had turned upside down, as I found myself stretching my arms to receive the warmth of the sun, and my ears began to hear the music of songbirds floating above the quiet piano music.

      Of course my doctor has always recommended sitting in the sun daily for twenty minutes or so in order to soak up natural Vitamin D. This was a common suggestion during the recent pandemic. A British study conducted in 2020, at the height of Covid, concluded that bird songs can indeed improve moods. A 1984 another U.K. study even found that a view of trees from a hospital room actually speeds healing and helps patients require fewer pain meds! (https://www.nhm.ac.uk/discover/how-listening-to-bird-song-can-transform-our-mental-health.html) I've experienced this for myself, because I REALLY dislike someone working in my my mouth (aka dental visits!). Whether planned or not, my dentist's office has views of beautiful trees from most every patient chair, and I know that looking out at those trees helps me relax during an unpleasant procedure.

      But why should any of this be surprising? On the fourth day God created the two great lights in the sky, "to provide light on the earth." (Genesis 1:15 CSB) The sun God created is the source of all light and life: without it there would be no life! No trees, no birds, no humans! And in the End, we shall all see that the true Source of our sun is the Son Himself:

 When I turned to see who was speaking to me, I saw seven gold lampstands. And standing in the middle of the lampstands was someone like the Son of Man. He was wearing a long robe with a gold sash across his chest. His head and his hair were white like wool, as white as snow. And his eyes were like flames of fire. His feet were like polished bronze refined in a furnace, and his voice thundered like mighty ocean waves. He held seven stars in his right hand, and a sharp two-edged sword came from his mouth. And his face was like the sun in all its brilliance.  (Revelation 1:12-16 NLT, emphasis mine)

 "The Lord of Heaven’s Armies says, 'The day of judgment is coming, burning like a furnace. On that day the arrogant and the wicked will be burned up like straw. They will be consumed—roots, branches, and all. But for you who fear my name, the Sun of Righteousness will rise with healing in his wings. And you will go free, leaping with joy like calves let out to pasture."  (Malachi 4:1-2 NLT)

      Dear friend, whether the sun is shining on us today or not, let us pray together with the wonderful old hymn "Sun of My Soul,"   

"1.Sun of my soul, Thou Savior dear, It is not night if Thou be near;

O may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes!

2. When the soft dews of kindly sleep My weary eyelids gently steep;

Be my last thought, how sweet to rest Forever on my Savior's breast!

3. Abide with me from morn till eve, For without Thee I cannot live;

Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die.

4. Be near to bless me when I wake, Ere thru the world my way I take;

Abide with me till in Thy love I lose myself in heav'n above."

                                                         -- John Keble

   "He must increase and I must decrease."

John 3:30

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