Harvesting Hallelujahs

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In this fall season, and beautiful blue skies and warm and yet crisp temperatures, we start to become very thankful and I know we always should could would be thankful, but in the harvest season it feels more imperative…

As I rethink the past few months, the summer and the situations of this year, and even scenarios of past years (which my pollyanna brain removes from my angst), I again revisit times when God rescued me, when I questioned the struggles and why they seemed very rough but I knew in my soul there was a bigger purpose in the pain… Because of past success on God’s part, I trusted God to get me through, and He did, He surely did and now my memories are cherished of His going before me. The trials to me were real even if to others the testing could be considered trivial… Everything is relative. Our easy is someone else’s trial and vice versa. 

So in harvest season, the colors are vibrant and the foods of hearty stock. A pumpkin or dried corn or apples will preserve for months. There are flowers which will withstand cold and dryness compared to fragile spring. The dried corn stalks are even repurposable. The harvest season is filled with lasting value. 

So does God alsp get to harvest in this season too? What about us making a bouquet of thankfulness for Him and His gifts? Surely God wants to and will harvest a “Hallelujah!” from each of us after His blessings of rescues, of guidance, and of rest. And hallelujahs for the harvest of present day. And hallelujah for the preparations of what life brings around the corner. 

A Hallelujah from me. A Hallelujah from you. These feelings are gifts to God’s ears, TRUE!

And I am reminded for us in any saving grace, merciful moments this season that it’s not a gloat of victory which should fuel our praise, but a humbled glory-gained good motivation and momentum for going forward, accepting an honored ability to keep keepin’ on. Believing this Light shone for us will stay lit, we must “make hay while the sun shines”.

God is true and there’s nothing else He can be. We must believe in His follow through and also know in each season of our lives that God goes ahead of us. Our next hallelujah is always already in the plan. Yes!!!

Amen 

There is a touching song which helps summarize that the best thing we can give back to God: our appreciation, our love and our Hallelujahs. Brandon Lake: “Gratitude”

Lyrics:

All my words fall short

I got nothing new

How could I express

All my gratitude?

I could sing these songs

As I often do

But every song must end

And You never do

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So I throw up my hands

And praise You again and again

‘Cause all that I have is a hallelujah

Hallelujah

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And I know it’s not much

But I’ve nothing else fit for a King

Except for a heart singing hallelujah

Hallelujah

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I’ve got one response

I’ve got just one move

With my arm stretched wide

I will worship You

So I throw up my hands

And praise You again and again

‘Cause all that I have is a hallelujah

Hallelujah

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And I know it’s not much

But I’ve nothing else fit for a King

Except for a heart singing hallelujah

Hallelujah

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So come on, my soul

Oh, don’t you get shy on me

Lift up your song

‘Cause you’ve got a lion inside of those lungs

Get up and praise the Lord

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Get up and praise the Lord, hey

Praise the Lord

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So I throw up my hands

Praise You again and again

‘Cause all that I have is a hallelujah

Hallelujah

And I know it’s not much

But I’ve nothing else fit for a King

Except for a heart singing hallelujah

Hallelujah

Yeah Gratitude, and Chips Too

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I thought about the chicken salad all morning yesterday – well, I think of chicken salad all the time anyway – but this day I needed an easy lunch, coming back from a trip over the weekend, I spent no time prepping lunch or meals for the week  – so a quick trip to a food convenience store was already in my plans. And yet I wasn’t sure – dill pickle chips or no chips – well to be determined… Lunch (and life) is more interesting with chips – don’t you think?

So, a needed break had just found me – and I went to go get lunch – the right time surfaced and I had just transferred some “blessings bags” to my friend’s car – one subaru to the other – she helps with a group that helps those on the margins – and these blessings bags came from my neighbor – they were a gift from girl scouts earning their bronze award by getting donations and assembling them – all I did was move the bags from one friend to another… It’s good that folks make these bags, hope bags for sure. For the people who donated and who made them and who will get them – we can know that a transfer of love occurs – gifted and received in a spirit of gratitude. 

At the store, the parking was the toughest I ever could have had – but I got one – and backed it in – to the applause of the driver next to me – whew…  but my pride of parking was just silly – that isn’t being through the fire – however my timing was surely the Lord’s because my pride and self-centeredness melted just then, with an interaction with a man asking for change to get something to eat. He was well dressed, not typical of those asking, he did look like his struggles melted his pride enough to beg. And in our brief conversation, what struck me as more sad than physical hunger was his answer to my question if he was able to do anything for Easter. He said no, that “each day is not different from any other” – “well, but some nice church people brought some good food” to him, “that was nice”. Yeah, I appreciate those nice church people too in my life. I appreciate the realization of faith-found generosity is a fruit of the spirit.

I got my chicken salad, I don’t boast about getting him something, it was just a natural feeling of offering, and when he asked if he could get chips too, I said sure, chips too. I think chips make life (and lunch) more interesting and I have an interesting life, no doubt. I felt grateful about having a choice to make and hope in choices. I felt grateful also in this week’s work anniversary. Work has allowed me to provide for myself and family and others in joy. in spontaneous joy.

I’ve been hearing this theme of GRATITUDE all week – first of course for Easter – the most important day of realization for the victory by Jesus for our sakes. Easter is for our jealous God’s sake too, so that He can pull us close, forgiven and forever fortunate. The pick me up for tired selves is gratitude, gratitude that God cares and saves, saves AND cares.

There are many songs of gratitude of course we could sing – and I just heard a new one – written by Brandon Lake – “Hard Fought Hallelujah” – with a lyric that rings true for many who know it is both their hard fight to survive and rise and for God’s hard fight to rescue them and all. For a person realizing each day is a battle: “the struggle keeps me honest – and it breaks down the walls of my pride” – and another lyric for each day is a victory:: “faith isn’t proven like gold till it’s been through the fire”… 

I can’t say that I have had a hard fought battle, I haven’t, I just have had a fortunate existence despite some foibles and frustrations. That conversation in line and it was his face which humbled me most, that “no day stands out” – “no different existence” day to day. That’s what humbled my pride, brought near tears, refined realization that everyday is something different to me, spontaneous me. I’ve got a dill pickle chip dusted life of spicy flavor and crunch everyday…

Gratitude is choosing praise too. Thank You Lord for refining reminders to keep faith eyes open. enjoy the day, for this IS the day the Lord has made!!! Enjoy life – and lunch…

Amen

Here is a song “Gratitude” – really great… heard on american idol, Breanna Nix & Rylie O’Neil – “Gratitude” as well as Brandon Lake (and Jelly Roll) with multiple song videos of “Hard Fought Hallelujah”:

March Lions are BOLD, Proverbs 28

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The righteous are as bold as a lion.” Solomon’s observation in Proverbs 28:1b

(I am keeping with my theme of March Lions and Lambs for this stretch of writing…)

I watched the Oscars as mindless meaty media and had many munchies as it was as marathon-like as any movie, but longer. I didn’t see any movie except “Wicked” which was so good, and like life, the deep understanding of the characters and their history in that movie is necessary to gauge their wickedness or goodness, or simply their human-ness gone astray. The Broadway musical score, of course, is grandeur and catchy at its best. The performance and every musical score were crowd pleasers on the show.

I don’t see many movies – but I’ve liked comedian Conan O’Brien, the Oscars host, for years, so made sure to tune in… and I appreciated the witty humor, gags, the speeches even, the glamor yes, and that the people liked doing their craft of making movies to inspire, teach, and entertain. Politics and faith, war and peace, fashion and firefighting, it all fit in the show. 

Some folks play both good and evil characters, but mostly human ones who can make mistakes. THANK GOD, GOD LOOKS AT AND WEIGHS THE HEART (more wisdom from Solomon in Proverbs 21). Like the movies, people get type cast, but God is the one who leads the better plots. Follow Him.

And watching the Oscars was good for an “evening in” on a roar of chilly weather, on an early March night. Sunday is when my weekend brain is full, just decompression of a weekend and “time for myself”.

And yet this weekend was also a good time for me and the Lord, because click click click, I forced myself to sit down and I organized 2 whole chapters of my writing for print and pdf. It seems a process, but it’s my purpose and my pursuit of God’s Heart holds me in alignment of both writing and curating. Most of my writing is captured brain waves that flash then disappear from memory, maybe someone reads or needs it, but like last year’s Oscar’s and star-winners and movies, it’s gone from memory that quick. But SCRIPTURE remains – the wisdom and the freshness of it refreshed.

SO, the Lions in scripture roar the righteousness right into place. The Proverbs seem to be Lion roars of observation and wisdom from King Solomon both good yet flawed. King Solomon saw A LOT, ruled a long time, wrote extensively in God’s name and in his own processing. Human and wise, King Solomon would have seen the righteous and the wicked, both, and known how to use a Lion as symbol for each:

1) The Righteous are as bold as a Lion.

2) Like a roaring lion or a charging bear is a wicked ruler over a helpless people.

It is up to us to be aware of the difference between good, righteous and evil, wicked. It is like a movie in some ways to discover and discern the characters of life, but behind the scenes and in front too, we are to know God weighs the heart. We need to be a March Lion of righteousness “righted” by God and “Marching” in His Way. We need to be wary of wicked lions chasing us. We need to remember that we can be bold IN God – and let Him score our lives.

Amen 

Proverbs 21:1-3, 29-31

In the Lord’s hand the king’s heart is a stream of water that he channels toward all who please him.
A person may think their own ways are right, but the Lord weighs the heart.
To do what is right and just is more acceptable to the Lord than sacrifice.

The wicked put up a bold front, but the upright give thought to their ways.
There is no wisdom, no insight, no plan that can succeed against the Lord.
The horse is made ready for the day of battle, but victory rests with the Lord.

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Proverbs 28 NIV

The wicked flee though no one pursues, but the righteous are as bold as a lion.

When a country is rebellious, it has many rulers, but a ruler with discernment and knowledge maintains order.

A ruler who oppresses the poor is like a driving rain that leaves no crops.

Those who forsake instruction praise the wicked, but those who heed it resist them.

Evildoers do not understand what is right, but those who seek the Lord understand it fully.

Better the poor whose walk is blameless than the rich whose ways are perverse.

A discerning son heeds instruction, but a companion of gluttons disgraces his father.

Whoever increases wealth by taking interest or profit from the poor amasses it for another, who will be kind to the poor.

If anyone turns a deaf ear to my instruction, even their prayers are detestable.

Whoever leads the upright along an evil path will fall into their own trap, but the blameless will receive a good inheritance.

The rich are wise in their own eyes; one who is poor and discerning sees how deluded they are.

When the righteous triumph, there is great elation; but when the wicked rise to power, people go into hiding.

Whoever conceals their sins does not prosper, but the one who confesses and renounces them finds mercy.

Blessed is the one who always trembles before God, but whoever hardens their heart falls into trouble.

Like a roaring lion or a charging bear is a wicked ruler over a helpless people.

A tyrannical ruler practices extortion, but one who hates ill-gotten gain will enjoy a long reign.

Anyone tormented by the guilt of murder will seek refuge in the grave; let no one hold them back.

The one whose walk is blameless is kept safe, but the one whose ways are perverse will fall into the pit.

Those who work their land will have abundant food, but those who chase fantasies will have their fill of poverty.

A faithful person will be richly blessed, but one eager to get rich will not go unpunished.

To show partiality is not good – yet a person will do wrong for a piece of bread.

The stingy are eager to get rich and are unaware that poverty awaits them.

Whoever rebukes a person will in the end gain favor rather than one who has a flattering tongue.

Whoever robs their father or mother and says, “It’s not wrong,” is partner to one who destroys.

The greedy stir up conflict, but those who trust in the Lord will prosper.

Those who trust in themselves are fools, but those who walk in wisdom are kept safe.

Those who give to the poor will lack nothing, but those who close their eyes to them receive many curses.

When the wicked rise to power, people go into hiding; but when the wicked perish, the righteous thrive.

A Blog before the Blogs… 10 Years of Writing in Faith

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Allow me some time to reminisce that it is ten years ago that the Lord was making me “aware of the need to share” – and Facebook was and is a great sharing tool, but it had to blossom into blogs that I could write to order my thoughts and move onto my day. Writing is Journaling. Blogging is exploding. Faith is For Faith’s sake, wherever the Lord’s pulling you. 

I certainly did not know, 10 years ago, of our HolySpirit gearing up to EXPLODE in my mind, when the Lord would say “GO”! There’s lots of writing about His Wow, and of methodical teaching me scripture, and lots of processing in between. I knew 2000 writings ago that I was forced into faith sharing electronically to SAY 100% Jesus,  I believe in You now… (I’ve even written about that Feb 1, 2015)…

WELL, 10 years ago,  I was at my beloved Christmas family band dinner and concert. We had moved to the area 13 years prior (so 23 years now) moved away from family. It was tough and the church embraced us sweetly. The Christmas band concert was a jump start to my Christmas being the first Sunday of December. My first one, 2002, I sobbed crying in the back because my 1 yr old daughter was improving from a bout with RSV and my family was not going to drive home up north. Sobbed and sobbed but this Christmas dinner became my dinner of faith family. 

Fast forward… a blessing in the pain…

And DINNER? YUM! Ham, pineapple stuffing, and those little round potatoes from a can in butter and parsley. My kids love them, still buy the cans. (And thanks to the rice pudding angel too, yum…)

At dinner that evening I heard “Come to the Cradle” – “come and find peace” – the Michael Card song for perhaps the first time – this song and singing became my awakening montage – recorded – surely listening 1000 times that season as our worship leader, my now friend, sang it so sweet and in a calling way to really “come and find peace“… In HolySpirit fashion, our sound manager handed me a cd copy of the concert afterwards so I could make recordings for shut ins. Who knew my own faith was shut in TRAPPED in my ego, pride, busyness and ignorance. That was about to change. OH YEAH…

Ten years ago, I can ALSO see and feel the moment of our discussion (probably one of the first, as our contemporary worship leader was fairly new and I didn’t go to those praise band services after traditional service, especially since I was busy in Sunday school), talking about something faith related in the doorway to the dinner and our pastor beckoning him to come eat, but him holding up a “one moment” gesture as he sensed a faith conversation that was immediately important. It was weeks later that it was crucial for me to seek his input to my head explosive in a faith awakening I never saw coming. Real. Really real… GOD. No one else but God.

There’s 10 years of stories and WRITING especially those that first 2 months Dec 2014 – Feb 2015 (with writings that I retroactively posted into blogs after I realized God wouldn’t let me NOT write). So 10 years later, my broken record to some, that I am STILL celebrating the Lord’s victory of awakeningly “putting my head on straight”. Gratefully, my heart was already ready to receive my King… “Every heart prepare Him room.” is what I wrote on that Facebook post on Christmas band concert/dinner day. Yes, the Lord was “in the room” that day and started rearranging the furniture to make MUCH MUCH MORE room in mine!

Thank You Lord!

(Thanks for reading my ramblings)

Here is my Facebook page post, 10 years ago today,  and screenshots. The Nativity I placed on my lawn today is a welcome sight to my heart AND mind ready to behold – AMEN:

Dec 7, 2014

“When they say on airplanes: “put your oxygen mask on first before you help others with theirs”  – well this also pertains to me and Christmas – i energize and prepare myself for Christmas so that i can spread the joy the rest of the month.  An annual tradition at my church fills me with joy  –  the wonderful  Christmas Band Dinner and Concert – this means dinner with a church family who have embraced me and our family in the last 13 years we have been here. It includes not only the moving brass and woodwind ensemble but my favorite sing-a-longs…  it feels oh so good to sing the carols no matter how awful i sound!  

i have given up that notion of waiting until the end of the month for christmas – and I am allowing myself the whole month of December for Christmas – four whole weeks to share the love of the Christmas season – from teaching sunday school to seeing the lights to being part of the living nativity – eating pineapple stuffing to laughing while doing dishes – i am so blessed to have my church family! Every heart prepare Him room.”

Amen Amen 

Amen Amen Amen

Every Heart Prepare Him Room

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10 years of room rearranging…

Someday Soon: See the Light

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A poem to wrap up the week where we finally had rain, the thankfulness season is upon us, the winter comes and short days, yet there are areas which get no daylight at all so we should be THANKFUL for we still have so much! And someday soon God will be our LIGHT – there will be no darkness at all…

A poem first and after that is a song I heard just this week: Someday Soon by Crosby Stills Nash and Young, last album Looking Forward…

Have a blessed day and weekend everyone!!!

See the Light

Help us Lord, hold us tight.

Not freeze our efforts from earthly pain or plight, 

But help us to continue, to fight the good fight.

Help us Lord, to SEE YOUR LIGHT. 

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Darkness need not be at night.

Darkness is the lack of seeing Your Insight.

LIGHT is surely a GLOW to KNOW, YOU’RE SETTING THE STAGE FOR THE FUTURE, RIGHT.

Help us Lord, to SEE YOUR LIGHT. 

AMEN 

Song : Someday Soon 

CSN&Y version:

Lyrics

Someday soon

You will see by the light of day

That someday soon

All your worries will fade away

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Keep holding on

To the love that has made you strong

And someday soon

Heartache will all be gone

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Someday soon

I hope good things come to you

And someday soon

Hope your wishes all come true

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Keep holding on

To the love that has brought you here

And someday soon

Darkness will disappear

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When life’s too hard to bear for you to take it

Have faith in what you do

You’ve got to tell yourself that you can make it through

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Someday soon

You will get to be your best

And someday soon

You will finaly get some rest

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Keep holding on

To the love that came your way

And someday soon

Shadows will fall away