A Dog, A Fishhook and The God Who Speaks

2014-06-02 09.46.09Many people might discount a miracle that saved an animal’s life. But I believe Scripture indicates that God has interest in, compassion for, and often purposes for all of creation.

Before God made Eve to be Adam’s perfect match, He brought each of the animals to him. One by one, He allowed Adam to name in the animals (Genesis 2:20), sparking a unique symbiotic relationship between man and beast before sin entered the world. But, when man sinned, the curse fell on all of creation (Romans 8:19-21), and after the flood, God declared that the fear of man would fall upon animals (Genesis 9:2). Sin broke more than God’s relationship with man; it damaged all of creation.

Over five years ago, I was emerging for the second time from the bowels of anorexia. My husband was on his third deployment with the Army and our marriage was on the rocks. We’d bought a house in Washington State, near his duty station, but far from family. I felt discouraged, lonely, anxious, hopeless and angry. But then God made me Brave.

I’m blessed to be sharing this testimony at My Story of Grace today. Please finish reading this post over there …

Post Script Miracles

This has not been my day. You know those days when you’re just “off”? My husband says he didn’t notice it, but my dog did. He moped around me, followed me everywhere and manipulated me with doleful eyes. Maybe he was trying to make me feel better, but it didn’t work. On top of feeling “off” now I feel guilty for not being a good dog mom.

Just this morning we studied the intrinsic value of our marriage partners. The teacher pointed out that in eastern culture, the emphasis is naturally on the value of who someone is. Consider even the recorded praises of the Jewish people to their God. Most of their vernacular is centered on who God is. “Give thanks to the Lord for He IS good.” Ps. 136:1 Whereas, in a western church service, you will likely here people praising God for all the good He has done. Both things are true: God is of utmost value and worth, God IS good; and God has done great and wonderful things.

Where am I going with this? After nodding in agreement this morning, I walked out of the church building into a world of disappointment in myself for not doing anything of significance, worth or value. It seems, my whole existence serves only to extend my life one more day. I live for the sake of living, get up for the sake of getting up – not because I’m contributing anything important or necessary to the world around me. Ever feel that way?

What’s the point of cooking fresh homemade cornbread, folding laundry, buying a sewing pattern, feeding the dog, reading a book, washing the car, sweeping the floor? All these things done once must be done again and feel like an exercise in futility.

Vanity of vanities, says the Preacher, vanity of vanities! All is vanity. What does man gain by all the toil at which he toils under the sun? Ecc. 1:2-3 At least I’m in good company.

Post Script miracles. The tag line on my day.

A postscript, abbreviated PS or P.S., is writing added after the main body of a letter (or other body of writing). The term comes from the Latin post scriptum, an expression meaning “written after”[1][2] (which may be interpreted in the sense of “that which comes after the writing”). (Wikipedia) 

What is the fragrance that lingers in the room after I’m gone? What is the P.S. beneath my signature on every friendship? The miracle is that because Jesus Christ lives in me, I believe He is the lasting impression even after my most futile days.

Oh Jesus, that I might follow so hard after you, be so taken with your direction that I will not fear even when my daily tasks seem mundane and my life feels insignificant. For Lord, it is not your choice to make much of me. You created me so that you can live through me. Take even my pathetic shell and fill it with so much of yourself that even when I’m invisible, unnoticed and tiny, the presence of Christ will overwhelm each spirit in my presence.

And the Lord will guide you continually and satisfy your desire in scorched places and make your bones strong; and you shall be like a watered garden, like a spring of water, whose waters do not fail. Is. 58:11

Catching up on Gratitude

Sorry I missed yesterday, friends. It’s been a week. I was so proud of myself as I returned from my trip to visit my sister. Last week, I didn’t feel overwhelmed at all. I felt like I landed on smooth concrete, wearing roller skates with new ball bearings. Then, this week hit. With Easter choir starting, studying to be a personal trainer, picking up shifts at work, seeing my mentees, meetings for ministries, practicing for choir auditions, addressing wedding invitations, caring for a friend’s dog, hails and farewells, and more things…. good things…but oops – blogging! I hope this is as important to someone else out there as I believe God has laid it on my heart to be.  I don’t feel free to let it go, even though in some ways it seems like the one thing I could set aside and no one would know.  I guess that’s the down-side of virtual friendships.

In truth, I learn as much from my own flying finger tips as I ever know in my own head before I begin writing. And I gain strength and courage from you comments, your blogs, your identification, your friendship. I love you, all and I thank God for you.

Other things I am thankful for…

Corporate worship

Short, extra shifts at work with fun friends

Doggy daycare

Windows rolled down

Globe-shaped grapes and summer-heart strawberries

Paper cuts from letters in my mailbox

Tomorrow I will post the schedule for March!

 

Treed!

Treed

Knock-Kneed

Dog below, springing.

Not a tree nearby.

Life’s in a lurch. Help!

 

Tree.

On a

Stop sign stuck.

Flying leap, eight feet.

Do squirrels get nine lives?