Beautifully Imperfect

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So here we sit, tired and worn in our imperfect state, in our imperfect world. So imperfect, as a matter of fact that we feel very flawed and sometimes very useless. We drag around with our headaches, our stomach issues, our muscles aches and pains, our diseases, our anxieties, our worries and our cares and yeah, our energy levels reach an all time low as we try to move past the moment of ‘whatever this is’ into some sort of hope for the next hour. Beautiful soul, we are imperfect in this life but you and I and we and us, we are created to be all that our Creator has for us to be. There is hope and help for our horrendous, sin-sick state. Our Saviour is the solution and our healing and our challenge is to rise to that level of His healing perfection regardless of the distractions that nip at our heels and weigh heavy on our shoulders. Giving up isn’t an option. So we can’t go there! Our hope is in Him for He is our victory! He has already run and won in this race of spiritual battle and perseverance! If we are His and in His care and safe keeping, we have won too! You can know it! We maybe haven’t reached the finish line yet, but we’re closer today than we were yesterday. That beautiful one is reason to keep running the race, undaunted by the struggles and and pot holes along the way. Our world is imperfect and our bodies are groaning for some kind of perfect as we plod along but our finish line is just ahead. Just around the next bend. Maybe a day, maybe two, maybe a year maybe ten, but we can know that we don’t run perfect but yet we don’t run alone!
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We’re all in this together and as Solomon penned in his wisdom literature of Ecclesiastes in 9:11 “I have observed something else under the sun. The fastest runner doesn’t always win the race, and the strongest warrior doesn’t always win the battle. The wise sometimes go hungry, and the skillful are not necessarily wealthy. And those who are educated don’t always lead successful lives. It is all decided by chance, by being in the right place at the right time.” So beautiful soul, pick up those weary, tired bones and get on with it. The race is on and yeah the hardships are many but the victory is ours in Jesus. Run on then! Run through the thickets, the trenches, the mud and the mire for your Saviour runs along beside, over, around, behind and through, and that my dear friends is called winning, even in an imperfect body and in an imperfect world.

We don’t have to be the the fastest or the swiftest, or the wisest, or the smartest or most educated, we just have to be in tune with our brilliant Creator and watch as He sees to it, that we are placed in the right place at the right time, for His blessing and for such a time as this.

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Weary And Worn

DSC_0008 overlay 3 graceful sharpen snowman.jpgSo there’s most likely a whole bunch of us tired tonight. Victims of stuff that happens in daily routine. Sometimes don’t we even wonder why, as it seems that nothing out of the ordinary has happened, it’s just everything all coming together into one big conundrum without any reprieve. Oh, aren’t we needing quiet rest for the weariness of our beings and for the healing of our souls? Yeah, the body is willing but the mind is weak, and sometimes we just can’t shut it down or shut it off and find sweet peace in there somewhere ~ anywhere. We’ve done dinner, and dishes and kids and laundry, yes, even on Sunday, and we’ve done more dinner and dishes and kids and laundry, yes, even on Sunday. We’ve dealt with issues, hurts, bandaids, snacks and pets, and ministries and services, people and did I say kids? Yeah, big ones, little ones, newborns, fighting kids and obnoxious kids and selfish kids and more kids and does it ever stop long enough to catch your breath? No, not likely ~ not until you’ve totally flopped back on that bed, eyes closed, breathing a quick sigh of relief five minutes before a whailing cry pierces the dark! Maybe teeth, maybe tummy, maybe sniffles, maybe nightmares, but you mom, are up to deal with it. And you were so tired too. It doesn’t seem fair, and this motherhood thing, this sweet pic of motherhood, seems way bigger and longer lasting than the books ever painted it!

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You’re a busy mom and a wearied, beautiful soul, sometimes tattered and torn and tossed about in the massive, whirlwind of your needy family. Is there ever time for you to collect your thoughts, regroup and recoup? Yeah, you feel like you stand on the banks of your own personal, private Red Sea that refuses to part! Not now, not ever! But beautiful mom, and you, it will part, and it will end, and for now just know that yours is the highest calling anyone could be blessed with. You lead life itself into maturity, and it’s a hard place and tough job because it’s so daily but it’s well worth the effort and the constant demands as you wear the many hats of your day to help satisfy the many needs of your brood. Ahhh yes, when you reach that comfy, soft pillow one more time say with the Psalmist in Palm 62: 5,6,7,8  “Let all that I am wait quietly before God, for my hope is in Him. He alone is my Rock and my salvation. My fortress where I shall not be shaken….Oh my people trust Him at all times. Pour out your heart to Him, for God is our refuge.” Then look on to Psalm 66:  5,6 and take comfort and find Hope in a God of miracles and a God of grace and a God of mercy and favour. A God who cares about the cares of His own…yeah, “Come and see what our God has done. What awesome miracles He performs for His people. He made a dry path through the Red Sea, and His people went across on foot.”
You will too! Your feet will find a foothold in the instabilities and diversities of mom life! It might not be within the next five minutes but your Red Sea will part and when it does, you’ll know it. You will realize God’s amazing and sustaining grace that has kept you through the stormy seasons of this life. For now though, mom, Rest your weary soul in God’s hands and find His care for your sweet self as you gently dole it out to ‘life’ entrusted to you and life in your care.

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The Cross Of Obedience

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Luke 9: 23, 24.
“Then he said to them all: “If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me. For whoever wants to save his life will lose it, but whoever loses his life for me will save it.”


Christ carried His humiliating and agonizing cross because of an amazing love that He had for His people. In order to bring salvation to a lost and dying world He had to be obedient to His Father’s will. He fulfilled God’s purpose in His life and in His death, when He denied Himself of all rights and gave of Himself, freely and obediently, in His sacrificial death on the cross.

As His followers and as His disciples we have been commissioned to Go and make disciples of all nations Matthew 28:18 -20. We have been called to represent Christ in this same world lost in hopelessness and despair and for the job, God has equipped His people with spiritual gifts, talents and skills to use in His work of building others up in the faith. Taking up our cross daily, is to be “obedient” to Christ in the work He has called us to. It may take us into frightening unknown places and places that aren’t pleasant. It may take us to beds of illness, heights of financial despair, rejections and disappointments, but through it all, ‘Self’ must take a back seat to allow us to get out there and be efficient in proclaiming the Good News of the Gospel of Christ to our circles of influence in a world filled with the hopelessness of a lost eternity.

Is it easy? No, it’s not easy! Discouragement sets in time and time again. We become tired, fearful, dissatisfied and discontent. Hurt and broken we can fall away becoming like strangers to our faith on the skid row of our circumstances. Our desires get out of whack and our priorities get all mixed up. No, it’s not easy to be obedient to our Savior and our cross, so our cross for Christ must be a daily evaluation supported and bathed in prayer, for there is no room for ‘me’ on my cross as I carry it for Him. The irony of it is that our cross of obedience is the only way to fulfill His plan for our lives and the only thing that will bring abundant life to our living. We can’t explain it, it’s just His way! To try to hang on to selfish pleasures will only take us into the pit of sin and bring ruin, desolation and hardship and that’s where we don’t want to find ourselves.

Let’s remember, If the Lord calls us to it, He will take us through it, no matter how difficult the calling, if we keep our eyes on Him and off of self. The bonus? He will bring the blessing along the way.
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