What I’ve Learned Practicing Silence | Tuesday @ Ten


Welcome. Tuesday is the day I join the writers over on Karen Beth’s blog, Finding the Grace Within for her Tuesday at Ten blog Link up.

It’s simple, be creative with the prompt: writing, art or whatever your craft may be, you have 1 week to create and link up at that bottom of Karen’s page so that others can link up with you. Be sure to visit your “link up” neighbor and spread the joy of connection! Just follow the link above. Looking forward to your post.

Today’s Prompt ….

SilenceSilence …

I used to loath silence, mostly because either there was noisy chaos or absolute silence when I was a child. So I became an adult who required background noise; even if it is white noise; like the sound of the blades for a fan beating at the soft, sweet autumn breeze coming through the window or hitting the floor on a cold winters night.

I dreamed, though, of a silence that feels like my fall blossom photo above. Sweet autumn breezes with the smell of fresh grass and wild flowers. The sun adding a touch of warmth on the breeze and those pretty rainbow dots before your eyes, for the staring at it’s bright, late afternoon rays.

And that, my dear friends, is as romantic as this girl gets. =)

I don’t loath the peaceful silence quite so much anymore; maybe at night when Hutchland is asleep. But there isn’t much loathing of the peaceful kind of silence anymore.

Silence brings scripture to mind, mostly because silence has become a practice of waiting on God.

“The LORD will fight for you while you keep silent.” Exodus 14:14

Some versions say “The Lord will fight for you and you will keep your peace”. Either way this is one of the very first scriptures I latched onto as I began my walk in Christ. Coming from chaos, a true son of wrath, I had to learn to be silent and  peaceful. I had to learn to put down my emotional and mental weapons and allow God to fight for me while I was quiet. Not easy for the tenacious girl that I was, or the tenacious woman that I’ve become.

But I was diligent to learn peace and silence. Or should I say accept peace and silence?

It’s been years and years of diligence and it remains a discipline that I must practice. A friend taught me to disregard my first three thoughts before I reacted with words. NOW that was hard! I possess a quick wit and the skill of sarcasm, as if it were my native tongue; like I said a true son of wrath. I learned though, the art of the action of silence. No words.

I am a wordsmith, I’ve been told, but I no longer use it as a weapon. =) I allow God to fight for me, most times.

My silence, however, is just as effective as my cutting words were. In some of my relationships it has caused some to pause and tread with caution, which allowed me a rare insight into how I affect other,s or not.

I found that silence is a tool in and of itself.

A soft answer turns away wrath,” Proverbs 15:1a

And silence stops it. Eventually.

Being silent has allowed me to find a peaceful place within myself, the act of being, where I can confer with God before I say anything to anyone or any situation. I’ve even found that in that silent, peaceful place I don’t have to respond at all; that my voice is not always needed. That was a hard lesson for this wordy girl. I naturally want to explain or lecture or just be heard.

But SILENCE is sometimes much louder than a voice. It stops people. It raises the hair on the back of my neck sometimes. And other times it seems to expand within me; a peacefulness that I cannot put into words, though it has a name. The Holy Spirit.

So now I sit here with just the sound of that fan, it’s been warm these last few days here at the Jersey Shore, and the soft breathing of Buster at my feet and find I’m finally content with silence. I can finally curl up in it and listen to all those sounds that actually make up silence. The singing of birds gathering to train for the journey south (we call them town hall meetings, Hubs and I.), the distant whooshing sound of the cars passing on the main road a block away, even the crickets and Hazel, the beagle, barking for the joy of being outside, next door.

The symphony of today’s silence.

It all allows me, finally, to be able to sit and wait on God, in every circumstance of my life.

Silence is no longer lonely. It is quality time with Father, hashing out this journey I walk with Him. It is time to ponder the blessings and enjoy my life no matter what is going on.

Silence is Peace; and Peace is a person. Jesus. So I’ll end this here and …

Be still, and know that He is God.” Psalm 46:10

Thanks for reading!

Andrea

Andrea

Just for a smile here is Buster … my sweet pup.

Buster.

Buster.

Tomorrow begins the 31 Days of writing challenge!

Click my button below and it will bring you to my 31 Day page. Where I will put the links to each of my 31 posts, making it easy for you, my dear readers to find them throughout the month.

On this introductory page are the links to the two different challenges that I will be participating in. Follow those links there for the rules and the themes if you want to use them.

 

31 Days Journey to Healing

31 Days Journey to Healing

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Tuesday @ Ten

 

I Know Where My Hope Comes From*Looking UP | Tuesday@Ten


Nothing is Impossible in Him

Nothing is Impossible in Him

Welcome. Tuesday is the day I join the writers over on Karen Beth’s blog, Finding the Grace Within for her Tuesday at Ten blog Link up.

It’s simple, be creative with the prompt: writing, art or whatever your craft may be, you have 1 week to create and link up at that bottom of Karen’s page so that others can link up with you. Be sure to visit your “link up” neighbor and spread the joy of connection! Just follow the link above. Looking forward to your post.

Today’s Prompt ….

HOPE!

 

OH, how I’ve hoped these last 12 months.

Hoped and prayed and prayed and hoped. All the time knowing where my hope was founded. My hope is firm on the Corner Stone.

He is Lord … Lord of All!

I have vacillated though, back and forth, in my faith … forgetting to rely upon the faith that is based on the grace of God, but rather relying on the building of my own faith in my exhaustion. Forgetting that Jesus said to roll my works upon Him and to trust Him wholly. Proverbs 16:3.

You see we forget in our human-ness. We forget that He is made strong in us when we are at our weakest! Oh how the relief and peace of His tenderness cascaded over my physical and spiritual self when I remembered.

Amazing Love! Amazing Hope!

The Hubs shared something last night that I’ve been praying and hoping for! I’ve been praying that he would use God’s wisdom in his decision making about his treatments. I finally came to the place that all good and supportive and God guided helpmeets come to. I came to a place that allowed me to, no matter what, no matter how scared or selfish or heartbroken, support whatever decision he made.

You see he wants to quit the chemo, even if the doctor advises against it. He’s terribly frustrated and hates to be down and sick and tired. These things are his kryptonite. He says cancer isn’t killing him that the chemo is killing him and these things are products of the chemo.

His Laughter - My Favorite Sound.

His Laughter – My Favorite Sound.

And then hope … He gave me a glimmer of hope with what he shared last night. He said: “Stopping is my intention, we will see.”

Now let me give you the full picture here. The whole year, especially when they told us that it had moved to the liver, he’s been saying he was going to stop; and each time my heart would sink and my head would spin. I sometimes actually felt faint. I knew that this statement was stealing my peace, my sanity and my hope.

Now faith is confidence in what we hope for and assurance about what we do not see. Hebrews 11:1

That statement was stealing my faith. I was forgetting. Then something woke me up. “The chemo is killing me, not the cancer.” The Hubs had decided from day one that this was not going to end him. He declared that and God heard him. But I had begun to fade … I was relying on my faith … not the faith I was given through grace. I was trying to have faith in my own power and I’d hear him say that he was going to stop and I would fade some more.

But then he gave me HOPE! God had heard my prayers too! He always does and he always answers often immediately.

Faith and Trust allow us to hope for what we see as impossible. We mustn’t let these things fade! We mustn’t forget about that faith we were given by grace. And we must not forget that Grace is a person!

I am grateful for Grace and for the hope The Hubs gave me last night! This is the last week of scheduled chemo and then there are some tests and the doc will return with a report.

My HOPE is that that report will come back as no further treatment needed, even as I cannot see it.

Because I know where my Hope comes from … My.HOPE.Is.In.The.LORD.

Psalm 121

I will lift up my eyes to the hills—
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.

He will not allow your foot to be moved;
He who keeps you will not slumber.
Behold, He who keeps Israel
Shall neither slumber nor sleep.

The Lord is your keeper;
The Lord is your shade at your right hand.
The sun shall not strike you by day,
Nor the moon by night.

The Lord shall preserve you from all evil;
He shall preserve your soul.
 The Lord shall preserve your going out and your coming in
From this time forth, and even forevermore.

What is your hope today? Please join us and share your hope today.

Andrea

Andrea

 

Tuesday @ Ten

Tuesday @ Ten

31 Day Challenge! Coming October 1st: A Daily Five Minute Journey to Healing in the Word!


31 Days Journey to Healing

31 Days Journey to Healing

   Coming October 1st!

A 31 Day writing challenge with a theme!

Mine is to Journey through the healing scriptures for Five Minutes a day.

The Five Minutes is a double challenge from Kate Motaung @ Five Minute Fridays!

It just so happens 5 minutes is something I can do each day, writing wise. Though the scriptures will be predetermined as I press into the God’s promises for our healing. =)

So hop on over to Kate blog: Heading Home for the 31 day challenge info.

Hope you choose to join us … it’s a great way to connect with fellow writers with like minds, not to mention the encouragement that comes with this community.

Thanks for stopping by and reading.

Andrea

Andrea

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What I Hold onto ~ Psalm 91 | FMF Post


 

Psalm 91

Psalm 91

It’s Friday, almost, again and I’m joining the Five Minute Friday group again. Just five minutes of writing what’s on my heart, from my heart, without worry about the perfection of my words. No edits, no spell checks just my heart and this blinking cursor in this WordPress box!

You can join us! If you need the skinny on the hows and whys check here.

This weeks prompt is … Hold!

… and Go!

Holding on is what I do these days.

I hold onto my emotions and my faith. I hold onto The Hubs, for dear life. I hold onto the memories we have and the memories we are making each day.

I hold onto a lot …

While I let go of much. We all do, hold on as we journey through this life letting go of the excess and the unneeded and undesirable of our old selves. It’s an odd thing to become aware of the holding on and letting go simultaneously. Yet we must do both simultaneously, I find.

I let go of who I am today as I hold on for dear life of who I have become into tomorrow … with those mercies God gives us new each day. Mercies I believe relieve of me of who I was yesterday as I become the WHO God intended me to be, even as I get to know her today. And as I journey through the who-s of who I have been and come to terms with the who I am right now I HOLD ON to God promises!

Promises of hope and future and prosperity and abundance. Promises of healing and mercies anew in the mornings. His promise of His peace and His grace!

And there is no better place to find these promises and repeat them eternally to hold them within our hearts than Psalm 91

Psalm 91 holds every single promise God has ever extended to us as His children!

EVERY.SINGLE.ONE. … Amazing right? And  there’s more! Verses 14-16 are a personal letter from Father God to us, each, individually!

A love letter to hold in your hand and in your heart!

Safety of Abiding in the Presence of God

Psalm 91 He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High
Shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty.
I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress;
My God, in Him I will trust.”

Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler
And from the perilous pestilence.
He shall cover you with His feathers,
And under His wings you shall take refuge;
His truth shall be your shield and buckler.
You shall not be afraid of the terror by night,
Nor of the arrow that flies by day,
Nor of the pestilence that walks in darkness,
Nor of the destruction that lays waste at noonday.

A thousand may fall at your side,
And ten thousand at your right hand;
But it shall not come near you.
Only with your eyes shall you look,
And see the reward of the wicked.

Because you have made the Lord, who is my refuge,
Even the Most High, your dwelling place,
10 No evil shall befall you,
Nor shall any plague come near your dwelling;
11 For He shall give His angels charge over you,
To keep you in all your ways.
12 In their hands they shall bear you up,
Lest you dash your foot against a stone.
13 You shall tread upon the lion and the cobra,
The young lion and the serpent you shall trample underfoot.

14 “Because he has set his love upon Me, therefore I will deliver him;
I will set him on high, because he has known My name.
15 He shall call upon Me, and I will answer him;
I will be with him in trouble;
I will deliver him and honor him.
16 With long life I will satisfy him,
And show him My salvation.”

Now my friends … in verses 14-16 replace the “he” and “his” with your name and realize how dearly Father holds you! He holds you so dearly to Himself that He honors YOU … it’s right there in verse 15! Now hold onto that!

STOP!

This is my go to scripture … I’ve had a few over the years but was introduced to the reality of this Psalm by my pastor at a very scary time in my life [at the time]. Since then much scarier things have occurred so I continue to HOLD onto these scriptures, these promises that are for me and for YOU and for EVERY.ONE.

Thanks for stopping by and reading, again. What does the prompt this week hold for you? I can’t wait to find out. Now, go on … join us and share your heart. =)

Andrea

Andrea

 

{I’ve been} READY | A FMF Post


It’s Friday [well almost] and I’m joining the Five Minute Friday group again. Just five minutes of writing what’s on my heart, from my heart, without worry about the perfection of my words. No edits, no spell checks just my heart and this blinking cursor in this WordPress box!

You can join us! If you need the skinny on the hows and whys check here.

This weeks prompt is … Ready!

Set … and Go!

Since September 3, 2013 I’ve been READY for this season to be over! Yes, from day one! And I ask, who would not be ready?

A cancer diagnosis does so much to a person in a years time; to a family, to a wife and to the afflicted! It changes everything!

For the most part The Hubs is doing amazingly well. I’ve read snippets and heard some about how lung cancer is a horrible thing. Well, duh! I’d say any cancer is a horrible thing! But he is really doing well. We’ve had some rough times here in Hutchland lately; this second round of chemo is rougher than the first round with the radiation. But they are being more aggressive because a “little” spot moved to his liver. Still … he’s up and doing his thing most days.

But we’re ready for this to be over! And God knows we are; though the docs are being the docs and saying what they have to say and it can be very discouraging! They see the improvements and raise their eyebrows in obvious disbelief when they hear his lung functioning normally when just a year ago it was completely closed. In fact they are more focused on the liver this round than the lung! Though it still causes them pause that the lung is functioning.

Yet their words are cautious and their prognosis is guarded.

They don’t know our God, I imagine. Their words betray their lack of knowledge of the promises. So we wait and see, they test and treat, and The Hubs is making his decisions whether or not to continue; which gives me pause.

But …. All in God’s timing right? We are ready whenever He is. Hopefully sooner than later!

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O’ Lord this man.
We declare and decree the Word of God.
“Greater is He that is in you than He that is in the world.”
“By His stripes you are healed.”
“No weapon formed against you shall prosper.”
“You shall not die but live and declare the works of the Lord.”
“Don’t forget the benefits of God. He heals all our diseases.”
“The Lord will restore health to you and heal you of your wounds.”
“Affliction will not rise up a second time.”
“The power of the Lord is present to heal you.”

Until then we hold firm to the promise of healing: “He sent out His Word and healed them; He rescued them from the grave.” Psalm 107:20

We’re READY!

STOP.

Andrea

Andrea

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I Believe God | A Tuesday at Ten Post


Believe God

Believe God

It’s Tuesday and it’s just past 10am. I’ve been waiting on this prompt since last night. Anxious to write again … I have much on my mind; much that God has placed in me. Where to start … Childlike Faith, or Healing or answers from heaven … where do I start.

Lately God has returned my ability to read; or maybe it’s just my need to be somewhere else in this season of trial. Still I believe God renewed my ability to read so that I could read books that would lead me to His truths about life and healing. The books I’ve been devouring lately: The Fault in Our Stars, Heaven is For Real and Healing the Sick. He’s pulling me closer to Him in this.

It’s been a year and two days since cancer showed up to test the very core of our faith; and it has put forth a formidable battle, but we know we win because we are in Christ.

So what do I believe?

I believe God.

I believe God is.

I believe that God is Love and that God Loves the children. I believe we are those children.

I believe that God is Who He is and that He will act accordingly.

I believe that God’s character is something that I can completely submit to.

I believe that I can rest in Him; intimately and actively.

I believe in healing; that it is for today and that it is complete.

I believe:

  • “Greater is He that is in you than He that is in the world.”
  • “By His stripes you are healed.”
  • “No weapon formed against you shall prosper.”
  • “You shall not die but live and declare the works of the Lord.”
  • “Don’t forget the benefits of God. He heals all our diseases.”
  • “The Lord will restore health to you and heal you of your wounds.”
  • “Affliction will not rise up a second time.”
  • “The power of the Lord is present to heal you.”

I believe prayer changes things and moves the hand of God. {I believe that prayer is the only thing that moves the Hand of God!}

  • Oh, Lord I believe, help me with my unbelief!  Mark 9:24

I could go on forever with this … on and on and on to infinity. But how does what I believe help in this trial here in Hutchland?

Belief is a tricky thing in my thinking. You see I think to “believe in” is incomplete; it allows for fantasy, magical thinking and those things allow doubt. I don’t believe “in” God…

I BELIEVE GOD!

Believing God helps me in a way that I’m having trouble expressing. It’s all the reading really; so much information being processed.

It’s this: I believe God at His word. I have to! At almost 50 I’ve embraced my need for control and full information; there are just things in life that I cannot control; there are things in this life that ONLY GOD controls! And if I think about it that is such a relief! I don’t have to worry about the outcome, Father God has the answer, and will tell me in His time. I can simply go about living our life to the fullest, enjoying the quality and abundance of the moment to moment in this trial.

God is the first man that I could trust, my husband the second. Only those two do I believe … and when I cannot trust or believe what I am seeing or hearing or experiencing I BELIEVE GOD.

It’s that simple.

It wasn’t always this way; in fact I’m sure there are still areas, hidden at present, of my life, where I will still have to work on. But after “c” they will be quickly managed and set right.

It’s simple; I look around me and I believe  our Father Creator exists.

One, I’m alive and I shouldn’t be (that’s another post). Two, I was allowed to create two perfect lives in my sons. We were created in his image therefore we are able to create!

I look around at the trees and the flowers and the clouds and just all this wondrous beauty and I think, ‘how can I not believe?’

I believe God at His Word. I believe His promises. I believe His love.

I BELIEVE GOD!

John 3:14-18—And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of Man be lifted up, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have eternal life.  For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.  For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.  He who believes in Him is not condemned; but he who does not believe is condemned already, because he has not believed in the name of the only begotten Son of God.

How could I not? =)

Andrea

Andrea

Tuesday @ Ten

Tuesday @ Ten

Whisper a little prayer …


When I saw this prompt for Five Minute Friday my first thought {like on Tuesday @ 10} was a song; but this one I found, because it came immediately to my mind singing.

 

So here we are again … Five Minute Friday, where 100s of bloggers write from there hearts with abandon. No worries, no edits and no rewrites. Just five minutes from one heart to another without self criticism. After all we all write about the good, the bad, and the ugly of our journeys … so what does it manner if sentence structure or syntax is perfect, just this once. Sometimes, most times really, what comes from the heart is raw and jaggedly beautiful in it’s honesty!

So write with us … tell us your heart in 5 minutes … we will not criticize or critique … we will just encourage and join you in prayer and recognize your feelings as having been or actually being as ours are at this moment.

So here goes nothing, again!

[whisper]  go …

Like I said this song rose in me … Dedicated to the One I Love by The Mamas and The Papas.

Each night before you go to bed, my baby,
Whisper a little prayer for me my baby.
And tell all the stars above
This is dedicated to the one I love.

But the words change … Each night before I go to bed, my baby … I whisper a little prayer for you, my baby … because that is where my heart is.

Each night, each day, continually, I whisper prayers.

For The Hubs. The blood transfusion has not helped with his stamina and he still feels weak and frustrated by the lack of energy. We talked about it last night. All of it. His desire to stop the treatments after the next round. And I whisper a prayer, trying not to be manipulative with God, that The Hubs may change his mind.

He shares with me that he’s not so sure the cancer is killing him, but he’s sure the chemo is. That’s a big thing! So I whisper a prayer that God make me strong; because while quitting the treatments is frightening, the alternative is just as daunting. A vicious circle from hell really.

But God … He’s bigger than that circle. He says I don’t have to worry about that circle … as I listen to His still small voice, I know that HE IS GOD.

I whisper a little prayer for you, my baby …

I whisper prayers for my boys …

For my youngest and his battle over addiction. I pray that God instill in him the need for assistance along this path of sobriety. I whisper prayers each morning that he is alive, because something is going on and I know what I am seeing but cannot do anything about it. This disease is killing him and he has to choose … no medicine to make him feel weak and lifeless [his drug does that!] … no radiation to burn out this cancer … and addiction is the deadliest cancer!

So I whisper prayers … with tears and heartache … I whisper for life and life more abundant, knowing that it is ours and I trust.

Sometimes I trust in whispers to Father … sometimes I shout, but lately it’s simple whispered prayers dedicated to the one’s I love.

stop

 

Andrea

Andrea

Time … Where does it go?


It’s time again … Tuesday @10.

I am joining Karen over on her blog, Finding the Grace Within, for her new Tuesday night blog link up where you have all day {10am – 6am} to use the prompt word to your liking! It’s not about writing perfectly, or even writing … it’s about connecting with one another creatively!

Whether it be just writing a story behind the prompt word, or being as creative as you wish using photos, poems, art, or graphics – whichever creative way you choose.

 

Today’s prompt: [TIME] Go…

When I saw the prompt today, while sitting beside The Hubs during his chemotherapy I kept hearing the scattered lyrics of a song from the ’80s that  I am now wasting time trying to figure out. =)

I’ve been pondering time most of my life and have come to the conclusion it is man made and subject to my needs. Yeah … I think like that! But I’ve also proven it over the years. When I was younger I thought I was willing time to slow to my pace or speed up for my enjoyment and entertainment purposes. Today I know that it is God’s time and he will adjust it for me to my needs; but I must ask.

Seek the Kingdom of God above all else, and live righteously,

and he will give you everything you need.
 ~ Matthew 6:33

This summer, heck this last year, and it’s a year now, has just vanished! There were fabulous times like holiday and our pre-mother’s day vacation with all the kids and grand kids. There were very hard times like chemotherapy and reports we didn’t care for and the death of a loved one and not being able to be apart of some things we would have loved to because of the appointments and treatments.

The year, the summer, just got away.

However, all these things caused us to cherish the Time we did have … the good, the bad, the hard, and the ugly. All of those things just a part of this season we are journeying through. This journey through life together that truly knows no time. But God knows the timing.

A Time for Everything

There is a time for everything,
    and a season for every activity under the heavens:

    a time to be born and a time to die,
    a time to plant and a time to uproot,
    a time to kill and a time to heal,
    a time to tear down and a time to build,
    a time to weep and a time to laugh,
    a time to mourn and a time to dance,
    a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
    a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
    a time to search and a time to give up,
    a time to keep and a time to throw away,
    a time to tear and a time to mend,
    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.

What do workers gain from their toil? 10 I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him.

I just have to rely on God knowing that this is a season in our lives and a few steps of His great plan for us in the Kingdom.

We will continue to milk our time of all it’s joy and laughter. Even today, as The Hubs was enduring 8 hours of chemo and fatigue and weakness and lack of appetite and, and, and … we found time to laugh and talk and enjoy the time we had together there in our little cubicle.

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An hour to go!
Don’s Boots.

I posted this today just over an hour before he was done. He hates his picture to be taken, though he tolerates me and the cameras sometimes, I would never post the full photo of his treatments out of respect for him. But I just love this one. His feet crossed like he’s just relaxing at home. Like many of my friends on FB said today, they love his boots. They are just him and most of our friends and loved ones would identify The Hubs this way. =)

Time … We must take the time to enjoy and love one another on this journey and most importantly: We MUST tell them we love them and cherish them! Because my friends:

All the TIME in this world is too short; and we cannot take the risk of missing the chance to tell them what they mean to us!

The Time is NOW!

Give us your best on the prompt {TIME} … like I said it’s running short and the window for this post is closing fast!

=) Thanks for reading and blessings to you.

Andrea

Andrea

Tuesday @ Ten

Tuesday @ Ten

God’s Faithful and Infinite …. Reach| A FMF Post


Time for Five Minute Friday, the unedited flash mob free write!

No edits, no corrections. Just five minutes of writing from your heart to share.

If you’re not sure how Five Minute Friday works, all the details are right over here.

 

Today’s Prompt|REACH … Go!

 

Reaching Out

Reaching Out

OH, How far is His reach? How far away can one get before He reaches out and retrieves them?

“He reached down from heaven and rescued me; he drew me out of deep waters.” – Psalm 18:16, NLT 

I’ve been in a far away place since Tuesday. I’ve been accused, or should I kindly say that I’ve been counseled, that I am weak of faith, or out of faith or in a crisis of faith in regards to the report we got from the doctor that day.

I have been battling those things that weaken one’s faith. With prayer, scriptures and with considering those accusation and counsel, and I must add ALL of the encouragement; there was much more encouragement than criticism. But …. the days were hard, not only with the Doc’s words, but with the anger and discouragement they brought for both me and so much more for The Hubs. Considering what was spoken and what I already knew would be The Hubs’ response there was a lot in my head, and it wasn’t good.

I had gotten far away from what I knew to be truth. Even though I spoke that truth and rebuked the lies, I got lost in my own human-ness and fear and anger began to mix itself into that depression batter that we sometimes find ourselves in.

And then … last night, to make an already hard day bad, someone posted something so … I cannot even say it out loud let alone type it here, and I was crushed and really began to fight back. It took the post, both private and public (here) to make me stand up and really fight it.

It’s been a long day today, fighting what hurt and frightened me deeply, but I am here reaching for that peace beyond my understanding.

And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:4


We must seek, and I forgot to seek, first the Kingdom of God … that is when we can ask whatever from Father and He will reach down from heaven and rescue us and give us not only what we need, but more, what our hearts desire! Matthew 6:33

You see … The Lord will perfect that which concerns me; Your mercy, O Lord, endures forever;” Psalm 138:8

Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens, your faithfulness to the skies. Psalm 36:5

Stop!

Indulge me if you would. My 5 minutes are up, I just wanted to apologize if this post is scattered. But that’s what FMF is about, after all. I’d like to say that I am finally better tonight, I think I’m over the hump of this thing and finding my way back to me after many days of being “ME-BC”. Thanks for reading and always remember … God loves us, expects us to be human and expects us to reach out to Him when we are in need. So if you are in need, if you are frightened or hurt or angry reach out to God … Press into God and He will press into YOU!

Oh, that we might know the Lord!
    Let us press on to know him.
He will respond to us as surely as the arrival of dawn
    or the coming of rains in early spring.” Hosea 6:3

Andrea

Andrea

 

O’ Lord this man of mine


Good morning, at least I pray yours is. =)

Me, HopeAnnFaith, mine is not going so well. I still have my hope and my faith; but I am battling a report from yesterday.

Today I find myself angry.
The Hubs is fine. Doing quite well in fact, and he’s made whatever decisions he made about the report yesterday, though I don’t know what exactly that is, yet; I do know we are proceeding with the next two rounds.

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O’ Lord this man

O’ Lord, this man of mine! What will I do ….. !?!

As for me, I am having issues with what the Doctor said. Essentially he said that the chemo would not end, until it doesn’t work anymore, and then we would move on to something else or we would stop, should The Hubs choose to stop treatments, whichever comes first.

Which means, in the medical translation, that this illness will take over at some point.

I know that this is completely UNACCEPTABLE in God’s plan. This does not fit into God’s Word so it is NOT truth.


Like I said, The Hubs is doing well, so the whole of the report was not bad. The Doc did say (about that “new” enlarged lymph node) that it makes no sense that a therapy that is working in the lungs and the liver is not working in other areas; being that the treatment is carried through the bodies system by the blood, which travels every area of the body. (I was happy with his optimism in this respect). The Doc is optimistic, obviously, that The Hubs is healthy enough to continue treatments.

That said, we both noticed that The Doc seemed down the whole time. Not quite as “happy” as usual. Now that could mean he was just having a not good day, or he was tired, or overwhelmed getting back into the flow after a wonderful vacation. The Docs “mood” let’s say could have nothing to do will the CAT scan reports or the techs insistence that the lymph node is newly enlarged. His demeanor could just be a personal thing, but we were deeply aware that he seemed “not himself”.

Back to the subject: I have to hang onto the phrase “I cannot” tell you it’s gone because it has moved. He cannot? Why? Maybe because of protocol or the legalities of malpractice.
A year ago, when this all began, we purposely asked him not to tell us the stage so that it was not put in our heads and more so, on my part, because we believe in the creative authority of our spoken words. He respected that … yet somehow we got here, with the words from yesterday. I need them to be rebuked, because they cannot be unsaid.
I have to meditate on the concept that God’s Word says this is not acceptable or I’m going to shut down.

I have to believe God at His Word.

There is no alternative.

I am angry and fighting fear. I am fighting trying to plan for the whatifs. I am fighting envisioning life alone.

I am fighting for what I know to be true, without being able to see it in the natural.
Lord, please, I believe, I do. Please help me with my unbelief!

I saw a inspirational quote on Facebook this morning, so I decided to be creative with it.

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Strong Enough – A Reminder

Well, thanks for reading. I hope my trials somehow help someone to know they are not alone in these things that make up our lives.

Always remember, God’s got it all in hand; and when you’re ready you can hand Him your trial too; He’ll handle it for you. That is Grace. Because, Father Loves us unconditionally … think of how you love your children or your pet or whom ever it is you love … then think, How much more does God love me? I tell you true, His love for YOU is infinite! Eternal! Forever and ever and ever … infinity!

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O’ This Man

Andrea

Andrea