Wednesday, June 13, 2018

Visited His Kingdom Lately?

"For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking but of righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit."  ... Romans 14:17


So last night this Bible verse kept me awake awhile--

"... for, behold, the kingdom of God is within you."   ... Luke 17:21

And the funny thing? I kept picturing this whole land inside me looking rather like this-- 

It's a regal, peaceful place, in there (I mused) where I can go to rest, anytime.

That is, if I forgive others in my 'outside land' rather than sulk. 
If I'm happy for others instead of resenting.
If I choose trust rather than worry.
If I'm more bold than cowardly and -- 

Gripping my 'right' to be upset/worried/shy then becomes like sending a dark, chaotic cyclone of enemies to that land inside-

For, like, if I refuse to forgive, then God can't forgive me and where's the peace in that?

There are reasons God asks that we die to self. 

Go turning your respite place all stormy and suddenly you start searching on the outside for something, anything, close. But it's never the same lasting peace or rest or joy out there. 

On purpose, God made it that way. So lets both, you and me, keep it beautiful within our own kingdoms, ok? These days, my oh my, do we ever need a place where we can receive from God all it takes to keep going. In joy.

"But seek first the kingdom of God and his righteousness, and all these things will be added to you."   ... Matthew 6:33


So since Tom's and my favorite tv shows are on hiatus, we needed something new to watch and oh! We found something delightful (at least so far) --

It's called Reverie, on NBC. Some very creative stuff there and rather relevant in Today's take-me-away-from-all-this world.


And here's something I shared at Facebook:

Last week on my walk, an adorable small boy asked, "Why do you carry that big hammer?" I smiled, stopped and told him it's a cane, actually, and I carry it in case, during the last part of my walk, I get too tired and need it to walk home with."

We both chuckled.

But actually, that's the 2nd reason I take that cane. The first? In case I run across grouchy dogs or wild-eyed men. But I didn't want to scare the little guy.


Thursday, June 07, 2018

Maybe Your Wimpy Best Was Actually Amazing

"Likewise the Spirit helps us in our weakness. "   ...Romans 8:26



Where've I been, you ask? Oh, just here at home, just me and these annoying, wipe-me-out springtime allergies

Good grief. Ol' Debra's been achoo-ing on the couch like she hadn't this whole millennium. Weren't these days over for me long ago? Guess not.

I did manage to will myself to the coffee shop this morning and the gal said others had been allergy-moaning, also. And ok, yes, I felt a tad better. Hey, who wants to suffer alone?

Oh well. This, too, shall pass. Yesterday wasn't as 'poor, poor Debra-ish' here in my sealed-like-an-Ebay-box house. Whew.

Anyway, during not-fun times like these I just do what I can. Just. Do. What. I. Can.

Like, during tv commercials (oh, the episodes of The Middle I've watched and felt happier while doing so) I roll off the couch and load the dishwasher. Or vacuum. Or pull salmon from the freezer to defrost or clean the bathroom sink or zip outside and do 5 minutes' worth of weeding.

The best idea at times like these? Follow Grace. She knows exactly what needs to be done and what can be ignored. What'll create the biggest impact with the least amount of my poor, wilting-Debra energy. How to, shall we say, 'get the most bang for my buck'.

Grace, I've found, is super efficient. Wise. She never wastes time (or waning energy) and she sees ahead, something I certainly cannot do.

Grace helps me do my best when my best is oh-so-wimpy.

And you know? Doing my wimpy best may be even more meaningful to God than when, on normal days, I'm a cleaning tornado 'round here, able to, in a single bound, cross off every item on my To Do list.

Perhaps following Grace oh-so-close and totally relying upon God for strength (and trusting all will be well someday) is the way to go even on normal days. You know, when I've got everything under control.

Imagine that. Hmm.

"I can do all (necessary) things through Christ who strengthens me (even during allergy season)."   Philippians 4:13 (tweaked)


I shared this at Facebook after Mother's Day. Oh, how important to keep our sense of humor when things don't go our way! (Even ol' Debra needs to grow in this area. Er hem.) --

After visiting us on Sunday, Naomi and Justin drove the 2 hours to Toronto to see a concert, only to discover it was cancelled by the venue. Rather than be blown away and angry, this photo shows that they kept their sense of humor and chose to have a good time with friends anyway. How inspiring, especially since ol' Pollyanna Debra can't say for certain she'd have reacted with humor.


Thursday, May 31, 2018

Unmerciful Much?

"There but for the grace of God go I."   ... copied


So this Roseanne thing, right?

Not gonna go into detail here. Nope. Yet I'll admit Tuesday evening after hearing the Roseanne show was cancelled, we hurried to our On Demand and watched the only episode we'd missed, lest it be ripped outta there by Wednesday.

Tom and I enjoyed the new season. So there. I can confess that, being in my older, braver, sassier years.  😉 We liked how they addressed Today's issues, especially the getting older ones.

Now, please remember this is a blog post, not a book, ok? 

Here's how I feel:

"In the last days, people will be .... unkind and merciless... they will have no self-control or pity."  ... 2 Timothy 3:3

You might not get this, but it's the mercilessness of the rabid, unforgiving, we'd-never-say-that! masses that makes me mad.

Yes, seriously. 

Because always, when folks start screaming about what other people said, this verse flashes like neon inside my brain--- 

"We all stumble in many ways. Anyone who is never at fault in what they say is perfect, able to keep their whole body in check."   ... James 3:2

Oh my. It's the pride of it all. The pride which smirks, "I would never say that awful thing. Never!"

But have you, have we, ever spoken something else, anything else, which we, later, deeply regretted?

Then we, too, have sinned. Exposed a wrong-heart defect. Blown it in God's eyes.

These times? These instances? May they humble us. May they remind us that we, oh dear! We stumble in our words in many ways, we're miles from perfect and we cannot keep our whole body in check.

And that there, but for the grace of God, go I.

God sent Jesus to this dreadful world so it could love Him, act like Him and apart from Jesus? We can do nothing right. None of us. Even with Him, good gracious! We still royally mess up sometimes.

May that keep our heads low, as in prayerful. And for heaven's sake, quiet when really, God's saying, "Hush. Can't you take a moment to learn rather than speak? To forgive rather than pat yourself on the back?"

Can we still forgive in these last days? I hope so. God still does. 

And may we long to see everyone wake up to such amazing love waiting for every weary, aching, outstretched arm.


One of the 7 things listed in Proverbs 6 which God hates? 

A proud look.


Who is a God like you,
who pardons sin and forgives the transgression
of the remnant of his inheritance?
You do not stay angry forever
but delight to show mercy.

It's ludicrous to expect non-Christians to act like they're saved. Absurd, really.


Pride is pervasive. It's scary how it snakes around within us believing itself to be invisible, but oh, it shows. It shows.