Monday, September 30, 2013

Snippets... "Victory Shall Be Mine"

I was driving through town singing

a new twist
to an old favorite

and it carried me all through that week

If I hold my peace, let the Lord fight my battles
Victory, victory shall be mine

Monday...

I recorded it on my phone to share with friends
(but had technical difficulties)

Wednesday...

I re-recorded it on my camera to share with family
(when we suddenly lost a loved one)

and everything was put on hold as we took time to

grieve and
celebrate

life

lived and
loved

as the song continued to carry me...

If I hold my peace, let the Lord fight my battles
Victory, victory shall be mine

Then I read Moses' encounter with God at the burning bush

God spoke
Moses questioned

God clarified
Moses doubted

God reassured
Moses worried

until finally
God asked

"What is that in your hand?  Use that."

and Moses began to sing...

If I hold my piece, let the Lord fight my battles
Victory, victory shall be mine

(and in that moment) 

I realized there are times to...
"hold your peace"

and other times to...
"hold your piece"

as Moses demonstrated by using
that same rod many times

to

perform miracles
bring victory
glorify God

and just when he thought his enemy had him cornered 
he cried out to God again and God's response is classic

Why are you crying to me?
I told you to use what you have in your hand!

Because in life we face many enemies, 
and must constantly learn and relearn

how to use what God has given us to conquer them...


Thoughts of doubt and insecurity?
 Trust in the Lord with all your heart... Proverbs 3:5

Thoughts of anxiety and uncertainty?
Cast all of your cares on Him... 1 Peter 5:7 

Thoughts of fear and depression?
God has not given us the spirit of fear... 2 Timothy 1:7 


So, pick up

your weapon
His Word

for your warfare

and learn how to
hold your peace /"hold your piece"

all the way to victory!
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"Victory Shall Be Mine"


Thursday, September 12, 2013

These Hands

These hands belong to a girl
who likes to paint her fingernails...


one day while watching me clean
she asked,

"What are you about
to do now mommy?"

my inner Martha answering
(without even turning to look)

finish dinner, wash the dishes, and 
fold the laundry that's on the bed

moments later she returned and said,

"All finished, come see"

so, I followed her 
to find...

small piles of

freshly
laundered
clothes

(neatly folded neatly on the bed)

She said...

"I folded the towels too, and put them away. 
Now after dinner, you can sit down with me."

and I marvel at how this nine-year old child
is already learning to balance her inner Mary/Martha


because...

These hands belong to a girl
who likes to paint fingernails

(and help fold laundry)

So, my prayer is that
God continuously

blesses...
anoints...

(and always)

holds...

these hands

Monday, September 2, 2013

Leave Your Mark




He appeared small and insignificant
and we would have missed him altogether had he not left a mark;

a mark signifying the impression of his presence

It was early morning, and perhaps

no one had noticed
no one could see
no one even cared

But his mark was undeniable...

and even though we almost missed Him

He left a mark

an undeniable impression on our souls
(signifying His ever-presence)

His mark is undeniable
and reminded us as we left our house that morning (and saw this mark)

that no matter

how big
how small
how insignificant

we may appear to be

to this world...
in this world...

we should always... always... always remember to leave a mark