Wednesday, June 22, 2016

THERE IS A REDEEMER

From "Hymns that Preach"

THERE IS A REDEEMER

If you’re 45 years or older, you will probably remember the Jesus movement that was spawned in the Southern California hippie drug culture of the 1970s.  And if you remember that, you will probably remember the controversial Christian singer and songwriter who rose to prominence from out of that culture.

Keith Green was born in 1953.   At a very young age, it seemed that he would become a musician.   Music was his passion; he wanted to be a pop-star and he was exceptionally talented. At age eight, he began to perform in stage musicals. At age 12, he published his first song and became the youngest member of the American Society of Composers, Authors, and Publishers. That same year he signed a five-year recording contract with Decca Records.

He had a secular Jewish background but, as a child, he was fascinated with reading the New Testament.  The first time Keith ran away from home, he was 15 years old. Even though he was on a fast track to becoming a teenage idol, he never quite achieved that success and by the late 1960s, he began experimenting with drugs and dabbling in various Eastern religions.

He met the woman he would marry, Melody Steiner, another songwriter, in the early 1970s.  That is when his life began to turn around.  She was also of Jewish heritage and had been exploring the teachings of mysticism and Eastern religions.   After they met, they began to explore the Christian faith together.  

At the age of 21, Keith and Melody heard the Truth of the Gospel at a church in the San Fernando Valley, and the Lord saved them.

They never turned back from the Christian faith.  Not only did his life take a radical turn, so did his music.  He was no longer interested in stardom. His songs began to reflect the Joy of knowing Jesus and experiencing His love.   From that time, Keith focused his work, on a series of Christian music projects, including working with the band, Good News.

Keith developed some strong convictions that left him feeling inadequate and undeserving of God’s grace.  And his convictions affected and irritated many of his friends and separated him from most of the others in his industry.  He started holding concerts for free and he questioned how other Christian musicians could, in good conscience, charge for their concerts or make profits from their record sales.

But in the final years of his life, Keith Green, the Firebrand, was tempered by the grace of a loving God.  He met John Dawson, of YWAM, and through that relationship, he began to re-discover the love of Christ.  After striving for years to measure up to God's holiness, and sometimes questioning his own salvation, Keith came to a deeper understanding of the sacrifice of Jesus on the cross―both to forgive his sins and to clothe him in His own righteousness.

Keith grew in grace without compromising his beliefs; he reconciled and restored all his relationships, and began to experienced real peace.   He wrote personal letters of apology to those he had offended with this admission:
“I hope you can understand that I am a man of principle, and yet, like a pendulum, I have a tendency to go too far to make a point.  I fear that in the past I have done just that.”  

In 1982 he released his final, and most worship-oriented album of all, Songs for the Shepherd.

One of the songs on that album is There is a Redeemer.  It was written by his wife, Melody, in the late 1970s during the time she and Keith were starting Last Days Ministry (LDM), an outreach to the drug culture and to unwed teenage mothers; a ministry that is still continuing today.  The song had been set aside, unpublished until she presented it during the production of this last album.

Keith loved the song but wanted to make it longer so, within a few minutes, he penned this prophetic third and final verse:

When I stand in Glory, 
I will see His face,
And there, I’ll serve my King forever, 
In that holy place.

Just a few months later, at the young age of only 28 years, Keith Green was killed in a small plane crash.  He was standing in Glory, seeing his Father face-to-face.
  

There is a Redeemer,
Jesus, God's own Son,
Precious Lamb of God, Messiah,
Holy One,

Jesus my Redeemer,
Name above all names,
Precious Lamb of God, Messiah,
Oh, for sinners slain.

When I stand in Glory,
I will see His face,
And there I'll serve my King forever,
In that Holy Place.

(chorus)
Thank you oh my Father,
For giving us Your Son,
And leaving Your Spirit,

'Til the work on Earth is done.
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Tuesday, June 21, 2016

Discernment


He Giveth More Grace

He giveth more grace when the burdens grow greater;
He sendeth more strength when the labors increase.
To added affliction He addeth His mercy;
To multiplied trials, His multiplied peace.

His love has no limit;
His grace has no measure.
His power has no boundary known unto men.
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus,
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again!

When we have exhausted our store of endurance,
When our strength has failed ere the day is half done,
When we reach the end of our hoarded resources,
Our Father's full giving is only begun.

His love has no limit;
His grace has no measure.
His power has no boundary known unto men.
For out of His infinite riches in Jesus,
He giveth, and giveth, and giveth again!

Annie Johnson Flint

Troubles are momentary

“For our light and momentary  troubles are achieving for us an eternal glory that far outweighs them all.”
2 Corinthians 4:17

Someone once prayed,

“LORD, help us to strip off like cobwebs the troubles that we have allowed to cling to us like chains.” 

Oh, how often we feel chained to our problems.  Wouldn’t it be glorious if we could consider all our trials to be as light and momentary as cobwebs? 

We can! Whatever troubles are weighing us down -- doubt or anxiety, insecurity or fears --  are not chains  They are featherweight when compared to the glory yet to come.  With a sweep of a prayer and the praise of a child’s heart, God can strip away any cobweb.

From Joni, Diamonds in the Dust, June 9

Sunday, June 19, 2016

Brokenness lived out for the LORD

I am so very broken, hurt, and traumatized by my agonies.  

The LORD holds me.  He has held me from before when life was simple, and certainly, He holds me now, in all the agonies.  I am so very blessed even in my brokenness. 

Glory to God!

I often find myself thinking, “when will this brokenness be over?”  I just want to “feel” better, “feel” normal, “feel” like other people who, at least, seem fine.

I forget that “this” is not about me.  It is NOT all about me!  

I am here, a child of the LORD God!  My life is His, and He has allowed this long-standing trauma into my life.  My brokenness, although so very uncomfortable, has been refining me in ways nothing else could have done. He has drawn me closer to Himself, and how very precious this has been! 

Life, no matter how difficult, is about glorifying the LORD.

What joy it is when I am thinking rightly. This is when I can easily remember the joy of the LORD no matter what is happening my life. He is with me.  He has never left me.  He was there before the perniciousness of the trauma was brought into the light, and also all those terrible days, months, years of heartaches which became like chaos. He has held me tightly, showed me His joy, and I have lived one day at a time, waiting for resolution here on earth or in glory.  

Living one day at a time in His joy has given me a whole different perspective.  I barely look ahead.  This is a strange thing. Seasons pass and I wonder where the time flies.  I am living, and truly living fully for Him each day, I just do not grasp the time factor as I had before all the trauma.

It has been a choice of mine because the LORD has not forced me to be joyful in Him. I have many times through these years chosen to be sad, grumpy, angry… but thankfully I have remembered Him, and come back to Him in humbleness. 

Praising Him for His gentleness in drawing me back to Himself!

Meanwhile, the World sees me.  I do not what to be seen. I do not want to talk and share because this often means I will later suffer emotionally at home. I just want to live, and not stand out. 

Sometimes I do not want to be "happy" and smile.  But most of the time I just live, and I live for Him, and so His joy comes out of me no matter what I am doing. Smiling and happiness is like a by-product of His joy in me. 

It doesn't seem very important, but I know and understand how people can be affected. Just acknowledging another person’s existence, or doing menial tasks for others, being kind, or having an open demeanor to others has the LORD shining through me.  It is a marvel, and I can't really explain it, or even teach it, I only know you just have to do it with Him being the most important One in your life.

I am nobody special.  Anyone can choose to live in His joy no matter what their circumstances.  It is up to each of us to choose rightly for Him.  It is our personal response to whatever comes into our lives which matters.  And so I encourage others to respond rightly for the LORD.
  
When we choose to respond rightly in our circumstances to glorify God with our lives, people notice us.  We stand out from the crowd, and sadly, even in Christian crowds we stand out. 

I can expect certain people to think I am only living this way, and doing these things to make myself look good.  --Hogwash-- I can't help what they think, so I just smile, and move on. I do not have time for their foolishness when I am living for Him.

Other people will notice and be touched by the kindness, the politeness, or perhaps just my demeanor.  Thankful they have been blessed through me, I pray that these people may be so touched that they seek the Creator, the Savior in His truth.

My dear friends know of my agonies, and notice how I choose to live fully for the LORD.
They marvel at how I can carry on in life, not necessarily understanding how I can do this -- until they go through their own traumas, and so learn how the LORD truly does carry each of us, if we allow it. 

This topic is in my head.  I live every day choosing to do rightly for Him. I can not get away from my agonies which seem to hang on me like moisture on a muggy day. It is a reality of my life, like a missing limb, or one of my senses taken from me. 

How I survive is the LORD seemingly holds me above the storms so that, most of time, the pain is "managed" even though my circumstances do not change. I can "see" the agonies, but I am with Him, and so I am okay in those moments. It is an awesome, precious time to feel so loved by Him. 

In those times when the agonies are raw and so very real, I still know He is with me. Perhaps He is allowing me to remember from what He is protecting me. Even these raw times are precious with Him.  I know whom has redeemed me!

"I am not ashamed: for I know whom I have believed and I am convinced that He is able to guard what I have entrusted to Him until that day."  2 Timothy 1:12

This week when I was cleaning the house, and dusting I came across the gift from a precious young sister in Christ.  She has her own agonies and she chooses to live for the LORD also.  Years ago I had gotten to know her simply, and then always touched base with her, then sometimes going out of my way to encourage her, care for her in her sadnesses, and to just love her.

"We love, because He first loved us."   1 John 4:19 

I did these things because the LORD is in me, He loves me, He cares for me, He encourages me.  I just do, it is just normal for me.  So I did not realize how I had touched her so tenderly until she showed up for Mother's Day one year. 

Her gift was herself, but along with her hugs and tears of love she gave me a token.  It was a girl holding a huge bouquet of pink roses, and a card which said:

For a Phenomenal Woman

She has a smile that lights up any room

and a giving, loving heart...
She knows just how to make you laugh --
she's gentle, kind and smart...
She loves completely
and unconditionally --
she cares for others' needs..
She is an inspiration
to all who know her --
She is a phenomenal woman, indeed!

I praise God! but I do not think of myself this way. I only live in the moment. And I keep my eyes on the One who never leaves me.  The One whose character I trust with my life. He is my One and Only.

"The Word became flesh and made His dwelling among us.  We have seen His glory, the glory of the One and Only who came from the Father, full of grace and truth." 
 John 1:14, NIV

May we be found faithful!



A Wise Old Owl


























































A wise old owl lived in an oak;
The more he saw the less he spoke;
The less he spoke the more he heard:
Why can’t we all be like that bird?

Edward Hersey Richards

God's Beauty


Wednesday, June 15, 2016

Horse Sense

A horse can’t pull while kicking.
This fact I merely mention.
And he can’t kick while pulling,
Which is my chief contention.

Let’s imitate the good old horse
And lead a life that’s fitting;
Just pull an honest load, and then
There’ll be no time for kicking.

Unknown


Too sweet!


Monday, June 13, 2016

Saturday, June 11, 2016

Open the door!








































"Behold, I stand at the door and knock; 
if anyone hears My voice and opens the door, 
I will come in to him and will dine with him, 
and he with Me.

He who overcomes, I will grant to him 
to sit down with Me on My throne, 
as I also overcame and sat down 
with My Father on His throne."
Revelation 3:20-21


"I could never handle that situation"

Hand-tailored Hardships

No temptation has overtaken you but such as is common to man; and God is faithful, who will not allow you to be tempted beyond what you are able, but with the temptation will provide the way of escape also, so that you will be able to endure it. 
1 Corinthians 10:13 

Have you ever looked at someone going through a tough time and thought, Boy, I'm glad that's not me. I could never handle that situation. 

Sure you have. I have, too. And I'll tell you someone else who thinks that: my friend Charlene. She was recently in the hospital, having temporarily lost control of her muscles. She had to be fed and had to wear an indwelling catheter. That meant no trips to the bathroom (she carried her bathroom with her) and lots of discomfort.

Charlene later told me, "Joni, I don't know how you do it. I'm glad you're the quadriplegic rather than me. I love my independence."

I couldn't believe my ears. Charlene is blind and deaf. She was saying, "Hey, I can do the deaf-blind thing. But that's it; no quadriplegic stuff for me."

Which just goes to show that God will never push you passed your limit. He hand-tailors your trials. Don't think you can do the deaf-blind thing? The quadriplegic thing? Well, if you're neither deaf, blind or paralyzed, chances are, you are right. And if, by some quirk, you lose your hearing or the ability to walk, God will then give you immediate grace to match your need. 

As Romans 11:33 says, "Oh, the depth of the riches of the wisdom and knowledge of God! How unsearchable his judgments, and his paths beyond tracing out!" God knows - and He is the only one who knows - what you can bear.

No, God hasn't called you to be a quadriplegic, and you probably will never be blind and deaf. But He has called you to bear up under the burden He has placed on your shoulders. He thinks you can do it. Fact is, you can. 

And if you think you can't, take heart: that's when His grace shows up best. 

Father God, enable me to bear up under my burden by Your grace. Help me to remember You have handpicked my circumstances to accomplish Your purposes for my life. May I humbly submit to Your choice for me.

Blessings,

Joni and Friends

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FYI:  1 Corinthians 10:13 Contextually is understood to be only about temptations, which are different than trials. Nevertheless, God may "hand-tailor our trials" if He is working on us for some reason, otherwise...

I believe that the LORD allows things and situations into our lives because we are in this fallen world.  I do not believe He thinks, "Oh, I will make her put up with 'this or that' because I know she can handle it."

When He does allow these hurtful, tough things into our lives, we have His strength, His comfort, and His wisdom through the Holy Spirit.  We are never alone!

We may be tempted to look at other's troubles and think, "They can handle this." But in reality, the LORD gives each of us the ability to "handle" what comes into our lives.  He gives us Himself, and He is how we can handle whatever comes. 

Life circumstances can be ruthlessly tough. When we choose to seek His face in our good and bad times we will draw ever closer to Him, deepening our precious relationship with Him.

Isn't this what we desire most?


Friday, June 10, 2016

Our Princess and the Pea


I am normal right now!

Devotion title: You're Not Normal

"But the Lord said to Samuel, 'Do not consider his appearance or his height, for I have rejected him.  The Lord does not look at the things man looks at.  Man looks at the outward appearance, but the Lord looks at the heart.'"   1 Samuel 16:7

When I speak, my message is often about how God has helped me grow leaps and bounds using my wheelchair.  However, one time after I gave that message, a woman approached me and said, "Joni, don't worry.  One day you'll be normal just like us."  She missed the point.

I wasn't offended by the woman's comment so much as saddened that she was making the mistake described in 1 Samuel 16:7.  She was looking on the outward appearance.  She inferred that I envied her ability to stand.  In her view, "normal" meant having a body that "worked," even if it was slightly overweight with a touch of arthritis.

We Christians need to shift our thinking and "...fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen.  For what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal" (2 Corinthians 4:18).  God is concerned about unseen things like patience, sensitivity, faith, goodness, perseverance, and self-control.  We are "normal" in God's eyes when we demonstrate endurance and long-suffering, when we keep looking to the unseen things.  This is the normal Christian life.  You can live it whether you're 5'2" standing or 4'3" sitting.  You can live it whether you have varicose veins from walking or atrophied muscles from being paralyzed.

I will not be normal some day; I am normal right now -  

And so are you if you abide by 2 Corinthians 4:18, fixing your eyes on what's eternally important.  Take a look in your heart to check whether it's "time" is correct.

Lord, so many of my thoughts are caught up in the here and now that I forget if I can see it, it's temporary. Enable me to fix my gaze on what's important, the eternal.

Blessings,

Joni and Friends

More Precious Than Silver

Copyright © 1998 


Thursday, June 9, 2016

More valuable than many hummingbirds



















internet photo

 Are not two sparrows sold for a cent? 

And yet not one of them will fall to the ground 
apart from your Father. 

The very hairs of your head are all numbered. 

So do not fear; 

you are more valuable than many sparrows.

Matthew 10:29-31



I sure would like to go!


Far From the Maddening Crowd

It seems to me I’d like to go
Where bells don’t ring, nor whistles blow,
Nor clocks don’t strike, nor gongs sound,
And I’d have stillness all around.

Not real stillness, but just the trees,
Low whispering, or the hum of bees,
Or brooks faint babbling over stones,
In strangely, softly tangled tones.

Or maybe a cricket or katydid,
Or the songs of birds in the hedges hid,
Or just some such sweet sound as these,
To fill a tired heart with ease.

If ‘tweren’t for sight and sound and smell,
I’d like the city pretty well,
But when it comes to getting rest,
I like the country lots the best.

Sometimes it seems to me I must
Just quit the city’s din and dust,
And get out where the sky is blue,
And say, now, how does it seem to you?


Nixon Waterman
from “The Best Love Poems of the American People

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Today we just took a drive way out in the country on the way home from errands. We never saw a human, and we didn't see a farm until the drive back. When we stopped at the river where the bridges use to be, it was so calm and quiet.  I would have loved to sit there the rest of the day.  I could picture us slipping the canoe I always wanted into the water and just paddling along the gentle current.  

Simple thoughts, simple pleasures.


Tuesday, June 7, 2016

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8










ROSE is ROSE

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There is an appointed time for everything. 
And there is a time for every event under heaven—

A time to give birth and a time to die;
A time to plant and a time to uproot what is planted.
A time to kill and a time to heal;
A time to tear down and a time to build up.
A time to weep and a time to laugh;
A time to mourn and a time to dance.
A time to throw stones and a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace and a time to shun embracing.
A time to search and a time to give up as lost;
A time to keep and a time to throw away.
A time to tear apart and a time to sew together;
A time to be silent and a time to speak.
A time to love and a time to hate;
A time for war and a time for peace.


The tenderness I long for tonight...

If I Should Die Tonight

If I should die tonight, 
My friends would look upon my quiet face
Before they laid it in its resting place,
And deem that death had left it almost fair,
Would smooth it down with tearful tenderness,
And fold my hands with lingering caress—
Poor hands, so empty and so cold tonight!

If I should die tonight,
My friends would call to mind with loving thought
Some kindly deed the icy hand had wrought;
Some gentle word the frozen lips had said;
Errands on which the willing feet had sped.
The memory of my selfishness and pride,
My hasty words, would all be put aside,
And so I should be loved and mourned tonight.

If I should die tonight,
Even hearts estranged would turn once more to me,
Recalling other days remorsefully.
The eyes that chill me with averted glance
Would look upon me as of yore, perchance
Would soften in the old familiar way;
For who would war with dumb, unconscious clay?
So I might rest, forgiven of all tonight.

O friends, I pray tonight
Keep not your kisses for my dead, cold brow;
The way is lonely, let me feel them now.
Think gently of me; I am travel worn;
My faltering feet are pierced with many a thorn.
Forgive, O hearts estranged, forgive, I plead!
When dreamless rest is mine I shall not need
The tenderness for which I long tonight.


Arabella Eugenia Smith
from “The Best Love Poems of the American People”


Monday, June 6, 2016

His Beauty in Creation


The Heart of Jesus

"Though He brings grief, He will show compassion, so great is His unfailing love,  
For He does not willingly bring affliction or grief to the children of men.”  
Lamentations 3:32-33

What do you think was on the Lord’s heart when He healed those who were paralyzed?  
When He opened the eyes of the blind?  What was the Lord feeling when He counseled 
the father of the little boy who was gripped by seizures?

There are those who point to such miracles as signs of Christ’s messiahship, saying, 
“Jesus healed those people as evidence of His authority as the Son of God,  By such power, 
He was proving He was the Messiah. “  And they are right. 

But Praise God, there is more!

Christ did not use helpless people to advance His own agenda.  

He did not enlist hurting men and women only as audio-visual aids to teach an 
important lesson about Himself.   Neither did He approach blind, deaf, and paralyzed people 
in an emotional vacuum.  

Scripture often tells us that He was moved with compassion when he saw the hurting masses.

When it comes to suffering, Lamentations 3:32-33 reveals the heart intent of Jesus.  
He does not willingly, or that is, from the heart bring affliction or grief.  

Suffering may be part of God’s larger and most mysterious plan, but God’s intention 
is always to demonstrate compassion and unfailing love which touches people 
at their deepest point of need.

“Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for His compassions never fail.  
They are new every morning; great is Your faithfulness”  
Lamentations 3:22-23

Lord, may I never doubt what’s on Your mind and heart when I suffer.  You are full of love and compassion.  
Thank You for only permitting in my life what I am able to endure with Your grace.  
Bless You for Your unfailing love.

Joni, Diamonds in the Dust, 1993


In Memorial


For those who fought for our freedom on D-Day
                     

Wednesday, June 1, 2016

How do you spell pterodactyl?

























                                




In honor of my father who called me 30 years ago asking how to spell "pterodactyl".  He was with fellow Engineers and none of them could remember how it was spelled, so Dad called me. :o)

He loved feeding the birds, watching the birds, talking about birds.

Kenneth Arnold Tessneer, 1928-2014