Saturday, September 8, 2012

Crushed

The last two weeks have been the most difficult since I have been at New Day. What happened is probably not as important as how I responded......not very well. I have listened to more messages, via mp3 files, the last 10 days than I have in the 7 months I have been here. When I was to tired to read my bible, I turned on the computer and listened to Ray Steadman and Charles Swindoll. Through them, God gave me the exact words I needed to hear. He is constantly pruning us. (God...not Chuck  ;)  A twig here a branch there. He knows exactly where to cut for the desired effect but unfortunately this is where it hurts the most.


"When God wants to do impossible things,  He
finds impossible people and crushes them."  - Swindoll 
 

 In a fallen world where unmet and unrealistic expectations collide there are many opportunities. When I am squeezed what is inside is forced to the surface. Not always pretty. God has a lot of work to do in this redneck heart and I know pain is always going to be part of the process.

King Saul sought to destroy David, but his only success was that he became the instrument of God to put to death the Saul who roamed about in the caverns of David’s own soul. Yes, David was virtually destroyed in the process, but this had to be. Otherwise the Saul in him would have survived.
Edwards, Gene (2011-06-14). A Tale of Three Kings (pp. 22-24). Tyndale House Publishers. Kindle Edition.


 Today I am feeling a bit stronger but need to keep the lessons of the last few days fresh in my mind. I knew shifting from Texas to Mapanza would be difficult. God does not call us to "easy." He calls us to "HOLY."

So what about you? Where has God been pruning you this week?  Will you allow yourself to be broken before Him...to endure the growing pains?

Please keep praying for me as my prayers for you never cease. Thank you for choosing to make this journey with me. I need your encouragement and accountability. Most of all!
 
THANKS BE TO GOD!
 

 Recommended reading.

Master Potter by Jill Austin
A Tale of Three Kings by Gene Edwards



Be still, there is a healer
His love is deeper than the sea
His mercy, it is unfailing
His arms are fortress for the weak

Let faith arise
Let faith arise

I lift my hands to believe again
You are my refuge, You are my strength
As I pour out my heart
These things, I remember
You are faithful, God, forever



Saturday, September 1, 2012

I found this Blog rather interesting...more later


http://oweninzambia.blogspot.com/2007/07/culture-shock.html
 
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