Sunday, February 17, 2013

The Great Eraser

Sometimes I flash back to past sins, past decisions that lacked wisdom and past seasons of overall questionable judgement (despite the best intentions) that have shaped my life. I don’t know why I do it. I promise you it’s totally involuntary, and it always seems to happen at the oddest moments.

Like at 1-ish in the a.m. when I’m in bed and should be trying to get some rest. Has this ever happened to you?

It happened to me just the other night. I was laying in bed, grasping at sleep as if trying to catch the wind in my hands, because my mind had other plans. As soon as I closed my eyes, there it was. An entire season of my life – a season filled with painful relationship rejections, poor choices, and misguided faith – began to flash before me as if on the big screen. If only this had been a real Hollywood production, I could graciously accept my Academy Award for best actress, deliver my eloquent and heartfelt acceptance speech and exit stage left. But nooo…. The scenes playing in my head were real. The participants were not actors and there are no golden statues for the role I played. Guilt and shame tend not to feel much like awards.

The onslaught of negativity threatened my sleep, my peace and even my identity. My brain struggled to reach for God’s word.

…He blots out your transgressions…

These words popped into my head. I remembered the scripture, but I couldn’t recall exactly where it was in the bible. So, I jumped up and grabbed my phone from the wall charger. With only 17 or 18% battery life remaining, I googled the scripture verse
then thumb-typed, like a mad woman, the makings of this blog post in my notepad app. I had to capture this blessed revelation before it disappeared. Sure it was late, and I was super tired. I’d found the scripture for myself. But I figured I’m not the only woman whose mind sometimes turns against her. I know I’m not the only one who endures the albeit occasional yet brutal brow beating by past sins and general less than stellar moments. I figured someone else, one of my other girlfriends out there, may need to be reminded of (or maybe even learn of for the first time) this promise from God just as much as I needed to be reminded of it myself. Someone else may need to know that there is a great eraser.

So there it is. If the Lord has promised to wipe away my sins and remember them no more, then I’d wager (if I were a betting woman, WHICH I am NOT, but IF I were… ;-)) He doesn’t want me dwelling on them either – voluntarily or involuntarily. And His perfect will is the same for you, too.

Do your past faux pas still occasionally try to rear their ugly heads and taunt you today? If so, how do you deal with them?

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Wednesday, December 15, 2010

Out of the Mouths of Babes

Sunday, at church, I had the grand privilege of being a guest in a small group class of 6th grade girls.  YAY ME!  There were about 8 of them, and I tell you, I quickly learned a few things about 11 and 12 year old girls.  Possibly, the most important thing I learned is that 6th grade girls are like individual cans of steroid infused Red Bull.  EN-ER-GY times ten!!  Oh my!

They chit chat non-stop, and each one has something majorly important to say.  It’s SO important that if she doesn’t say it at the very moment it comes to mind – no matter which one of her peers may be speaking at the time and regardless of what the prevailing topic of the moment is – the earth will sharply tilt on its axis and we will all abruptly fall off into oblivion.  LOL!  I’m laughing, but yes, it’s THAT important!

The group continued its discussion, from the previous week, on the true meaning of Christmas.  The Shepherds took center stage in Sunday’s chat, with the spotlight shining on their supporting role (Luke 2:8-18) in the story of the birth of Christ.   Oh, I wish you could have seen how excited these girls were.  The room absolutely erupted with volunteers wishing to add their insight to the conversation.  As I sat warming my little corner of carpet real estate, I felt so delighted and honored to be in their presence.

Then, just when I thought my heart couldn’t leap for any more joy, this sweet young lady nestled in a corner inserts her hand into the air.  After the group leader gives her permission to speak, she preps the group by admitting that her input is “a little off the subject”.  They’re 11 year olds, so “off the subject” is actually on the subject in their beautiful world.  What was even more beautiful was what this precious child wanted to share.

The young lady (whose name escapes me, unfortunately) shared with her group of bubbly, giggly, girly peers the story of two verses of scripture her father read to her earlier in the week.  To me, it was obvious the Holy Spirit had challenged her to share the verses, because she had her bible open to them as if she had been pining away for just the right moment.  In her soft, yet courageous voice she read these words:

“For I am convinced that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor things present, nor things to come, nor powers, nor height, nor depth, nor any other created thing, will be able to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”Romans 8:38, 39

Good stuff, huh?  Yeah, I thought so, too.  I was blown away by how much these verses obviously touched this young child.  When asked if the verses “spoke to her”, she quickly responded “yes”, and I’m sure they did.  What a potent promise of God to lasso and lay claim to so early in life.  It’s a promise that I know sometimes we grown folks tend to forget.  I just can’t tell you how thankful I was to be in that room, at that moment, to be reminded of that promise.

It’s amazing how the promises of God seem to sound so much sweeter flowing out of the mouths of babes.

Until next time…

Wise, Virtuous, Valuable,

P.S.  Won’t you join me in praising the Lord for a Father who takes the time to teach God’s word to his children!  Isn’t that a beautiful thing!