What’s Mine Is Mine

All that I am and have are mine because God gave them to me and I give them back to Him. This is assured because God’s Word can do everything but fail. When I get a word from God, I obey. So help me, God, to love you wholeheartedly. I try the spirits by the Spirit and therefore am blessed because obedience is better than sacrifice. As a daughter of Abraham by faith, Caleb’s portion and all God’s promises are mine.

Hebron therefore became the inheritance of Caleb the son of Jephunneh the Kenezite unto this day, because that he wholly followed the LORD God of Israel. (Joshua:14:14)

As I lay on my back aligning my faith and interceding on the basis of Psalms 23, Caleb came to mind. Three minutes before my 30 minutes were up, but what felt like long after I felt the urge to rise, the phone rang. Someone bearing gifts came to maximize my relationship with this timeshare company and inviting me to lunch. After yesterday’s harmonious journey and course download along the way, last night’s gifts – both initial evidence of the manifestation of Pastor White‘s prophecy at Mountaintop last Sunday and fulfillment of Scripture– it continues to be revealed to me and manifest that God does indeed prepare and position us for next level blessings continually. Thank you for such faith, Heavenly Father. Amen.

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Two Things to Consider

In the Adult Sunday School Manual for this week, we are exploring, THE MYSTERY OF GODLINESS. The Introduction is comprised of the following:

A. Greatness of the Mystery—God in Christ
B. Glory of the Mystery—God in Us

I sit in wonder, contemplating these two. Matthew Henry confirms the grounds for my awe related to Paul’s epistle to the Ephesians, chapter 3, when he writes: An effectual working of Divine power attends the gifts of Divine grace. Consider the implications. Just as a slave or prisoner is to be given special protections and care in civil societies, prisoners of Christ are given Divine power to accompany the gift of grace. Excellence becomes therefore, no longer a question of choice, but of nature, and as such, it is a closed question.

How so? Oswald Chambers devotional for today explains: “We must not measure our spiritual capacity by education or by intellect; our capacity in spiritual things is measured by the promises of God.” And, as we already know, because 2 Corinthians 1:20 declares it:

…all the promises of God in Him are yea, and in Him Amen.

Therefore, the only question that remains is: “Is God able to fulfil His promises? Our answer depends on whether we have received the Holy Spirit.”

Listening

Gulliver Travels and allows me to tag along. Walking with him after bible study this evening and before listening to Pastor Sheryl Brady’s Sovereign Secrets DVD I recalled the following thoughts that came incrementally during the past week or so:
Thank you, Lord, for allowing me to notice:
the sound of a single pair of wings beating
the shadow of eucalyptus leaves against a wall
that He who loved me first, loves me still

Socratic method: The Remix

Why waste an opportunity to get closer to God? is the answer that comes to me as I get out of bed. It was along some indirect line of thought that it arrived. But it was the answer supplied to any number of questions past and future that are put to me. Now I understand that even I do not have to find an ‘answer’ but turn the seeker back to prayer – an opportunity to get closer to God!
Among the revelations I most enjoyed during lunch with Yvonne on Tuesday, was the image of faith as a pilot attempting to land her craft in thick, low clouds. She has done everything she is trained to be accountable for, now, she must simply, or not so simply, admit that the task itself, and not just the conditions, are far beyond her abilities, and let God take care of the rest.
Revelation is akin to landing that plane. We become witnesses only after being faithful stewards. I expressed it far more simply at lunch when I remembered – noticed aloud – how one can read the same scripture and not penetrate its meaning until the soil of our lives has been prepared for its planting, cultivation and harvest. As we abandon all to His power we increasingly witness what has always been true.
Nothing actually changes: the clouds do not lift, it is we who descend (in our own self-opinion perhaps?) below the clouds to find the familiar territory the landing strip, fully lit in expectation of our arrival. The weather does not change: the storm is still swirling, but now, we realize it cannot thwart our mission. It is indeed a thing apart and all it’s bluster cannot change a single atom of our being or God’s plan for us! I like the image so much because it came readily and remains etched in my mind’s eye. I see the view as the clouds part. To explain the situation further begs the storms’ reality. For the clouds themselves do nothing and, the closer we get to them, the more their nothingness is revealed! It is our forward movement that makes room for us! The clouds simply cannot exist wherever we are truly on target – much in the same way Pastor House was explaining at Bible Study last night: If you look down at your feet and over to your neighbor’s, each pair is distinct, separate, unable to occupy the exact same space at the same time, even if that neighbor were to sit on your lap! Once you agree (not that God awaits your permission) imagine the possibilities! What would you do, if you knew God could not fail?
Whose Plane Is This Anyway?