Monday, December 28, 2015

He is the One

The wrappings are gone.
The boxes played with.
The toys are scattered.
The children content.

I sit in my chair.
What did it mean?
Is that all there is?
Now that it’s clean.

Something is missing.
My heart – it aches.
What is wrong with me?
Is it all fake?

The carols I sang.
Was it by rote?
The Father above.
Did He hear each note?

The Christ child - He came.
Did I forget?
To honor His birth.
To worship His breath.

I sit in quiet.
I ponder His birth.
Why did He come?
To this sin-filled earth.

The love of His Father.
Bid Him to come.
To save my soul.
He is the One!

In Christ,

This poem was previously on SnapShots: Devotions from Life

Monday, December 21, 2015

"Heaven's Loss"

He gave up glory on His majestic throne to come to earth, fully man yet fully God.
He was acknowledged as the Christ while still in a virgin’s womb.
Born in a stable. Laid in a manger. Serenated by angels. Gifted by kings.
This wasn't the beginning. “In the beginning was the Word, and the Word was with God, and the Word was God” (John 1:1 KJV).
Earl and I have the print above, “Heaven’s Loss”, by Ron DiCianni. 
Focusing on the Christ Child lying in a manger, the archangel leans over Him as to have one last look.
His humanity was for our sake. “For the Son of man is come to seek and to save that which was lost” (Luke 19:10 KJV).

I am overwhelmed by Gods' goodness. Though I deserve nothing I have everything. In His mercy and grace and by His life, death, and resurrection I have eternal life without guilt or shame.

“For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace” (Isaiah 9:6 KJV).
My prayer is that you too know Him and His love.
In Christ,

Tuesday, December 15, 2015

Nothing Before

When my nephew, Michael, was four years old, he asked his mother if he could call me. When we got on the telephone, he began to ask questions:

“Aunt Berta, was I a baby when you had the wreck, because I don’t remember it?”
“No, It happened before you were born, Michael,” I reply.

“Aunt Berta, do your hands work?”
 “No, baby.”

“Well, your one hand works.”
“No, my hands don’t work, Michael.”

“Aunt Berta, can I drive your chair?”
“No baby.”

“Can I ride in your van when we come there?”
“Yes, you can.”

“Aunt Berta, will you ride in our car when God heals you?”
“Yes, Michael.”

As I tried to explain to Michael that my accident happened before he was born, he couldn’t understand. You see to him everything started when he was born and there was nothing before.

It’s that way with God. When you repent of your sins, die to self and give your life to Christ you are “born again” and God only sees your new self. 

Nothing before.

“He has not dealt with us according to our sins, Nor punished us according to our iniquities. For as the heavens are high above the earth, So great is His mercy toward those who fear Him; As far as the east is from the west, So far has He removed our transgressions from us” (Psalm 103:10-12).

In Christ,
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Tuesday, December 1, 2015

What That Word Means

An elementary school classmate invited me to Vacation Bible School at her church. In class, when I was asked to read from the Bible I stuttered. A girl beside me giggled. My face grew hot and I felt ignorant. The teacher asked another girl to read.

Later, one of the girls told me, “You can’t be baptized until you’ve been saved three times.” I didn’t know what I needed “saved” from, so I just sang the songs, played the games and ate homemade ice cream.

According to Wikipedia, Salvation is stated as the saving of the soul from sin and its consequences and is only possible through Jesus Christ. His life, death and resurrection is the once-for-all sacrifice that atoned for the sin of humanity.

Jesus, who was beaten, flogged, spit on, slapped, mocked and so much more, took it all upon His body for every man, woman and child in all of His Father’s creation.

Does that mean He did it for me? Still, what was He saving me from?

I finally grasped my need for salvation many years later. The sins in my life were many and their roots had grown deep into my soul. I didn’t want anyone to know the terrible things I’d done. I fought to keep my composure. To hide my shame.

Jesus didn’t leave me alone. He continued to woo me through His disciples already in my life.

I remember the moment I understood salvation and the reality of Hell. Floodgates opened and Jesus blood washed through me cleansing my soul of sin. I became a new person then and there.

God didn’t make me perfect in my salvation. He showed me the Truth and invited me to be one of His children. To strive for perfection.

Do you remember your moment? There are people all around you who need to hear the Good News, to feel God’s love and be redeemed by Jesus’ blood. Will you give them the joy of Jesus love and salvation? Ask God for opportunities to tell people about Him.

“I waited patiently for the Lord; and he inclined unto me, and heard my cry. He brought me up also out of an horrible pit, out of the miry clay, and set my feet upon a rock, and established my goings” (Psalm 40:1,2 KJV).

In Christ,

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Thursday, November 12, 2015

No Visible Support

I remember a visit from my mother’s brother when I was a small child. Uncle Don flew his small airplane all the way from his home in southern California to a small airpark near our home in central Illinois.

As Uncle Don prepared his airplane to take me flying one afternoon, he went through all the safety checks. Before starting the engine, he yelled out the tiny window, “Clear!” Though we were alone at the airpark, my uncle still followed the rules to warn any bystanders of the danger from the propeller.

Flying over my little town, I saw my mother waving up at me from Main Street. She looked so little. I waived back in large swooping waves thinking she would see me better.

We waved with the airplane too. Uncle Don tilted us right and then left and back again. He leveled the plane and the airflow from the propeller continued to push us forward – to glide through the air.

As I grew in Christ, I realized a lesson God had taught me then. The plane, my uncle, and I had no visible signs of support. Uncle Don understood the physics of flight. He had learned how to control the airplane. He trusted knowledge.

For me in that time, I trusted my uncle.
Today I know God lifted me, a small child, into the unknown and unbelievable skyway. He not only defied gravity and amazed my little girl-self, He planted a seed of trust in Him that would grow in my spirit and strengthen my faith.

I trust God to guide me in His way. He is my strength and my shield. (Psalm 28:7 NIV).

“In you, Lord my God, I put my trust. Show me your ways, Lord, teach me your paths. Guide me in your truth and teach me, for you are God my Savior, and my hope is in you all day long. Remember, Lord, your great mercy and love, for they are from of old. Do not remember the sins of my youth and my rebellious ways; according to your love remember me, for you, Lord, are good” (Psalm 25:1, 4-5 NIV).

In Christ,

The picture I chose to share here is of my older sister, Debbi, and me waiting for Uncle Don to complete his pre-flight safety protocol the day of my first flight.