Tuesday, May 06, 2014

Stubborn Love

Wow! It has been almost two years since I've posted anything.

This song keeps going through my head today:

By Kathy Troccoli - Stubborn Love

Caught again. Your faithless friend.
Don't You ever tire of hearing
What a fool I've been?
Guess I should pray,
But what can I say?
Oh, it hurts to know the hundred times
I've caused You pain.

The "forgive me" sounds so empty
When I never change.
Yet You stay and say, "I love you still,"
Forgiving me time and time again.

CHORUS:
It's Your stubborn love
That never lets go of me.
I don't understand how You can stay -
Perfect love embracing the worst in me
How I long for Your stubborn love.

Funny me.
Just couldn't see
Even long before I knew You,
You were loving me.
Sometimes I cry -
You must cry, too
when You see the broken promises
I've made to you.
I keep saying that I'll trust You
Though I seldom do.
Yet You stay and say You love me still,
Knowing some day I'll be like You.

CHORUS:
It's Your stubborn love
That never lets go of me.
I don't understand how You can stay -
Perfect love embracing the worst in me.
And You never let me go -
I believe I finally know
I can't live without Your stubborn love!

I am in a very sad, dark place today.  I thank God for His stubborn love.  I pray He helps me love Him that way.  And, I pray His love will shine through me to those around me.

-M

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Who is cultivating the Garden of Your Heart?

"The One who has chosen you to be His own longs to find delight in the garden of your heart. As you walk in union and communion with Him, a sweet fragrance will be released and luscious fruit will be born—the fragrance and the fruit of His Spirit."

 

My Garden

Last night in Youth Group, Frank asked you, in your personal possessions what do you take care of? Or, in essence, what do you treasure?  Some of you said a big screen TV, others said their home, and others said their pets.  Me? I said "our backyard garden."  Weather permitting; it is a place of relaxation, quiet, cooling breezes and shaded shelter.  During the weekdays, we enjoy our backyard in the evenings.  On the weekends, you can often find me sipping a cup of coffee and enjoying the quiet in the mornings.

 

In general, I am a peace loving, quiet hoarding person.  I seek an atmosphere with minimal distraction; i.e., no TV, no music, no cell phones and often, no talking.  It is how I recharge from the daily demands of life.  It is probably why I enjoy long walks along the riverbed by our home.  And, it is probably the easy answer to why I enjoy camping at Pismo so much.  Yes, it IS noisy with busy teens laughing, talking, playing games and interacting with each other.  But, it is a beautiful type of noise.  Our garden provides a refuge for me from the noises of life.

 

I came across the following devotional from Nancy Leigh DeMoss, the author of "Lies Women Believe, and the Truth That Sets Them Free."  Sound familiar?

 

It isn't wrong to value material things; however, Jesus wants us to value our relationship with Him more.  When we treasure Him; time with Him, worship of Him, fellowship with Him, more than material things – everything gets put into balance and proper perspective.  He wants to meet with us in the garden of our heart.  In reading the following, "Joseph Carroll tells of a mother whose life of devotion and communion with the Lord Jesus made her spirit beautiful and fragrant," I was reminded of my best friend Debbie Byars.

 

If you know Debbie at all, you know she is in love with God.  She is quick to "gush" about Him.  And, she takes God very seriously.  What is her greatest fear in this life; to be a disappointment to the Lord. 

 

About five years' ago, on a Saturday in October, Debbie "heard the Lord tell her 'it's time to go to Shuvah.'"  Since she obeyed His instruction, her life has grown deeper in love with her Lord!  She has understood the importance of cultivating the garden of her heart by spending time in study, worship and fellowship with the Lord.  Shuvah Israel is a Messianic Jewish congregation which seeks to reach the Jewish people with the good news that Messiah has come!  I have visited Shuvah over the years and enjoyed the authentic worship of the Lord and gained a better understanding and heart for Israel.  Through a few events I've attended with Debbie, I met Sarah.

 

She is unlike any woman of God I have ever met.  She is completely in love with the Lord and waits on His direction for big things like where to live, when to move and jobs to take. She also depends on Him to direct her food choices, clothing choices and other intimate decisions that, honestly, I had never really considered taking to the Lord.  She truly believes all of her - body, soul and spirit - belongs to God.  It is normal for her to say, "Lord, your stomach is hurting today" as she places her physical pains in the capable hands of God.

 

Like Debbie, I believe she has understood the need to obey the prompting of the Holy Spirit and ask Him to cultivate the garden of her heart where she eagerly waits for His presence to refresh her, direct her and provide for her every need.  Every need.

 

I am spiritually hungry and thirsty for that type of garden in my heart!  Too long have I neglected asking the Lord to weed out the cluttered things which choke off my desire for Him.  Too often have I "stopped by" for a 5 minute conversation with Jesus, when I could've lingered longer in His presence finding true satisfaction and nourishment in prayer and His Word.

 

And you know? I know I'm not alone.  Like me, you've reduced your time with Christ to a few brief encounters flirting with the idea of staying longer…but allowing the unfaithful love of what you want to overpower and drown out the still small voice of the Holy Spirit whispering, "Stay.  Rest.  Linger in My peace."

 

What about you?  Does your heart cry out for rest, peace and a longing you can't completely satisfy?  It is time to listen for the Holy Spirit.  Read on.

 

Cultivating the Garden of Your Heart

June 12, 2008

by Nancy Leigh DeMoss

 

Several years ago, when I was ready to own a home, I bought a lot overlooking a river and had a house built. Once the house was up, a landscape architect met with me to propose a plan for the property. That fall I paid the landscaping company what seemed like a fortune and then sat back to watch.

 

I couldn't believe my eyes! The plants they brought in were tiny, scrawny, and unimpressive. More than once I said to myself, "I paid that much money for this?"

 

Sensing my lack of enthusiasm, the landscaper urged me to "just wait and see." The next spring, the scene was still less than spectacular. And the weeds—oh, the weeds!

 

I waited some more. We pulled more weeds and applied fertilizer to the beds and kept waiting.

Each year a gardener pruned back the plants, shrubs, and trees. That didn't exactly look like progress to me. But what I could not see was that the sunshine, rain, fertilizer, pruning, and even the winter snows were helping those plants to grow bigger and stronger.

 

It has now been more than ten years since I put in that garden. These days I can step outdoors any time between April and October and see an array of beautiful flowers and plants.

 

It took years of careful oversight, but now my garden is fulfilling the purpose for which it was intended. It is a place of great beauty and sweet smells providing enjoyment to all who visit—a place where hearts are lifted toward the Creator.

 

Now here's my point in telling you all this: The One who has chosen you to be His own longs to find delight in the garden of your heart. As you walk in union and communion with Him, a sweet fragrance will be released and luscious fruit will be born—the fragrance and the fruit of His Spirit.

 

How can you make your heart a garden for God? Carefully tend it by spending time with Him in prayer and intimate worship.

 

The Epitome of Serenity

In his book How to Worship Jesus Christ, Joseph Carroll tells of a mother whose life of devotion and communion with the Lord Jesus made her spirit beautiful and fragrant. Carroll asked her, "What time do you rise to seek the Lord?"

 

She replied, "Oh, that is not my decision. I made a choice long ago that when He wanted to have fellowship with me, I was available." No matter the hour, when this woman sensed God calling her, she would get up out of bed, go to her piano stool, and worship her Lord.

 

Carroll asked, "How long do you stay?"

 

The woman answered, "Oh, that is up to Him. When He tells me to go back to bed, I go back. If He doesn't want me to sleep, I simply stay up."

 

"She was the epitome of serenity," Carroll commented. "She was Christ's and Christ's alone."

 

The Blessings of Communion with God

S. D. Gordon said, "Prayer wonderfully clears the vision, steadies the nerves, defines duty, stiffens the purpose, sweetens and strengthens the spirit."

 

It is no wonder, then, that Jesus' effectiveness in ministering to the needs of others was born out of His times of communion with His Father (Luke 5:16-17 ). In fact, whenever Jesus withdrew for a season to pray, the crowds were afterward drawn to Him like a magnet, for they saw in Him the likeness of His Father (Mark 6:46 , 54-56 ).

 

Each of us has the opportunity to cultivate the beauty of a daily devotional life. Time spent alone in the Word and prayer each day will bear fruit in our lives as we experience an ever-deepening intimacy with the heavenly Father.

 

Those who are willing to come apart from the clamor and demands of each day's activity in order to sit at the feet of Jesus and listen to His words will experience an intimacy that most believers will never know. The fruit of that devotion will be manifested in an orderly, peaceful life.

 

Should you choose to cultivate your heart as a garden of the Lord, you will be blessed and others will be blessed. And it is all, all, all for the Beloved.

 

© Revive Our Hearts. Adapted from A Place of Quiet Rest by Nancy Leigh DeMoss. Used with permission.

--
Mary E.Hickcox
www.CalvaryBaptistSM.org
http://mary-neotes.blogspot.com/

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The Battle Rages!

I personally know many of you are struggling right now with your faith, family issues, school/college issues, work issues, money issues, relationship issues, etc.
 
Today (the 24 hours of August 28, 2012), how much time did you spend in God's Word, prayer and being still before God (Psalm 46:10)?  Did you just skim over that question as if it wasn't critical to your very next breath?
 
Stop.
 
Be still.
 
Rest in Jesus' arms of love, protection and instruction.
 
Just stop.
 
Last May, Frank and I made the decision to bring home our dog, Serenity.  She is incredibly cute, sweet and small.  She is quite timid of newcomers and strangers.  In fact, she'll run for hiding the moment she hears a car door slam or the front screen begin to open.  She is crate trained, so she is used to sleeping in a cage all night.  In the morning, after we've freed her from her cage, she charges into "power puppy mode."  She becomes a whirling dirvish of running, pausing and lapping our living room, hallway & other parts of the house.  She is quite funny and silly during these times of rejoicing in her freedom.  It makes my dad laugh.  It annoys the cats.  It causes me to smile and sometimes giggle.  Frank watches with a bemused look on his face.
 
During these moments of abandoned bliss, Serenity isn't aware of strangers in the house, car doors slamming or imminent danger.  She's jetting around the house at dog-light-speed and expending great amounts of energy for such a small, less than 5 lbs, dog.
 
This sweet little dog is a lot like you and me.
 
We cower in the corner of life when bad times, problems, etc., come our way.  We sneak off to weather the storms of life, often alone. 
 
Many of us catch a 45 minute sermon on Sunday and then run in power puppy mode with that small morsal of refreshment from God's Word. 
 
But, it isn't enough. 
 
Thinking a quick Bible message on Sunday will provide the spiritual nourishment we need to get us through the next 7 days, is like eating a nutritious meal for dinner on Sunday and nothing else the rest of the week.  We couldn't do it.  We'd starve and demand food as soon as those hunger pangs persisted.
 
Unfortunately, we don't notice or pay attention to the spiritual hunger pangs the Holy Spirit prompts us with. 
 
Stop right now and cry out to the Lord.  Find rest for your soul in Him today.  And, every day. 
 
Read on.

I'm Being Devoured By The Monster Of My Flesh

posted by Guest Blogger on 08/28/12 found here: http://www.liesyoungwomenbelieve.com/index.php?id=1859

Grumpy. Annoyed. Stressed. These were the attitudes running through my veins over the course of the last few weeks. It seemed like everyone and everything grated on my nerves and added to the weight I carried on my back. The longer these feelings began to control me, the more power they had. I began lashing out at my family. Before I knew it, I was having a hard time falling asleep at night. Then I was having a hard time staying asleep. I would wake up in the middle of the night panicked about the silliest things, like to-do lists.

It's not like I hadn't been under stress before. In fact there have been many periods of my life that were much more stress-packed.

Now that I think of it, the last few weeks really didn't give me many reasons to be stressed or grumpy. I was on vacation for Pete's sake! So why the freak out? Why was the monster of my flesh suddenly devouring me? The answer was simple. I had been neglecting to spend time with God.

John 15:4 says, "Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me." Later in verse 11 Jesus says, "These things I have spoken to you, that my joy may be in you, and that your joy may be full."

My recent battle with the monster of my flesh helped me realize that if I want to produce the fruit of the Spirit and have full joy, then I must dig into the Word. I couldn't defeat the monster of my flesh alone. It was far too powerful. After all, Ephesians 6:12 says, "For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against the rulers, against the authorities, against the cosmic powers over this present darkness, against the spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly places."

Directly after this verse, Paul goes on to encourage believers to put on the armor of God, which includes the sword of the Spirit, which is the Word of God. You can't fight unless you have a weapon. I was totally powerless to fight the monster of my flesh because I hadn't been sharpening my sword. I hadn't been soaking in God's power. I hadn't been saturating my mind in God's Word.

Finally, I came to a breaking point. My soul felt empty and my heart felt numb. I was tired of sitting in a spiritual lukewarm bath. I wanted to hear from God so badly because my life could not continue in the direction it was heading without an utter meltdown.

I got on my knees in my room and cried out for God's forgiveness of apathy and the grace to make me want to read the Word. I unleashed several weeks' worth of burdens and worries onto the heart of God. About a half-hour later, with tears streaming down my face, I stood up and felt as though a load of bricks had been taken off my back. I felt like a new woman. I remember thinking, "Wow, if I did this every day, how would it change me?" I would certainly be more joyful and a lot less weighed down, a lot less edgy.

I picked up my Bible and began to replace the old burdens with truth. I began to remember that I serve a big God, a God bigger than my sin and my problems. With a new mindset and a heart void of burdens and chains to hold me back, my step became a little lighter and my smile a little brighter.

What about you? Have you been feeling powerless to defeat your flesh? Have the stresses of life given you an excuse to be edgy? Have you been spending time soaking in the truth of God's Word and preparing to do battle?

This post was written by guest blogger Ashley Mazelin.

--
Mary E.Hickcox
www.CalvaryBaptistSM.org
http://mary-neotes.blogspot.com/

Monday, June 04, 2012

Bikinis? Showing Skin? What's a Girl to do?

What would you do if you showed up to church and this sign was at the entrance?
 
Instead of copying & pasting the article today from Lies Young Women Believe Website/Blog, I'm copying the link.  It is important to go to the link and then watch the You-Tube Video at the end of the post.
 
 
The issue of modesty is one we haven't addressed in Youth Group lately.  However, if you plan to come to our Girls' Only Bible Study on Wednesday Nights before Youth Group begins, we will REALLY address the issues of Modesty!
 
And, speaking of Youth Group, just a few reminders for you & parents:  We ARE moving to Wednesday Nights on June 20, 2012 and will still have Youth Group, until then, on Fridays (June 8th & June 15th).
 
I know Frank is planning on meeting with the Guys for a Guys Only Study beginning on June 20th.  So, there WILL be a Girls Only & Guys Only Bible Study from 5:45 - 6:45 p.m. on Wednesdays (beginning June 20th) and then Youth Group starting at 7:00 p.m.  We will be covering gender specific topics and some pretty straight forward talk about God's will for our lives, dating, relationships, sex (yup) and the like.  Because the topics are of a mature nature, we will need to get permission from your parents before you can be a part of the Bible Study.  Some guys or gals may still be too young to tackle some of these mature topics, so this study may not be right for you.
 
Ladies and gents, what you wear really does matter to God!
 
Check out these verses:

1 Timothy 2:8-10 (NASB)

Therefore I want the men in every place to pray, lifting up holy hands, without wrath and dissension.

Likewise, I want women to adorn themselves with proper clothing, modestly and discreetly, not with braided hair and gold or pearls or costly garments, 10 but rather by means of good works, as is proper for women making a claim to godliness.

1 Peter 3:3-6 (NASB) 

In the same way, you wives, be submissive to your own husbands so that even if any of them are disobedient to the word, they may be won without a word by the behavior of their wives, as they observe your chaste and respectful behavior. Your adornment must not be merely external—braiding the hair, and wearing gold jewelry, or putting on dresses; but let it be the hidden person of the heart, with the imperishable quality of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is precious in the sight of God. For in this way in former times the holy women also, who hoped in God, used to adorn themselves, being submissive to their own husbands; just as Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord, and you have become her children if you do what is right without being frightened by any fear.

Bolded emphasis mine.

Tomorrow, Lies Young Women Believe will discuss the heart issues behind how we dress.  Until then, think about what you chose to wear today and what effect you hoped to achieve.  Did you dress today to be pleasing to the Lord or to draw attention to your body?

If you are a believer, one who has trusted Christ for his or her salvation, you should be dressing to be pleasing to God and to glorify Him.

Does it matter what we wear? You betcha!  More tomorrow.

Frank and I love you all and pray for you daily!
--
Mary E.Hickcox
www.CalvaryBaptistSM.org
http://mary-neotes.blogspot.com/

Thursday, May 31, 2012

The Future, or Something like It....

Chrissy and I went to dinner on Tuesday night.  We had a great time catching up and talking about college. As I looked at this beautiful young woman sitting across from me, it was hard to believe that just 6 short years ago she was entering the Youth Group.  Where has the time gone?  Even more sobering was a recent mail announcement of Sarah Jones' graduation from UCLA. Wow.  Time marches on...waits for no one...and is the one thing we falsely believe we have so much of and never get back once it's gone.  Sigh.

 

Just a few years ago, in 1981 I graduated from High School.  At that particular time in my life I, like so many seniors, thought I had the tiger by the tail.  I knew so much!  I heartily laugh now at my 18 year old self.  If only I could teleport back in time and have a little heart to heart with my 18 year old, know it all, me.

 

What would I say?  Well, for starters, I'd make myself read the following article.

 

Until.

I.

Could.

Repeat.

It.

From.

Memory.

 

Then, I'd do whatever it took to wake myself up to the life I was living apart from Jesus.  I would point out the facts of my life up to that point.  Yes, I trusted Christ as my Lord and Savior in Junior High.  Yes, I attended church faithfully (which, back then was Sunday morning, Sunday night, Wednesday Night and usually some Youth Group thing on Friday or Saturday).  Eight to ten hours of every week was devoted to faithful attendance at church.  I was even plugged in to children's ministry...either teaching 5-6 year olds in children's church or being a bus captain on the church bus Mr. Pearson drove.  (As an aside, can you believe Calvary used to have 4 [four] 66-passenger school buses bringing kids to church? It was called the bus ministry.  And, twice a month, on a Saturday morning, we used to walk around neighborhoods and invite kids to ride the bus to church!).

 

Yup, I was very active in church.  Back then, we had something called Word of Life Clubs, which was a format for our Youth Group, kind of like AWANA, but for teenagers.  Each week, we had to show our devotional journals to an adult leader and recite the key verse for the week.  Every day, I was supposed to be in the Word doing my Quiet Time.  Every day!  Guess when I did my Quiet Time journal – on Wednesdays, after school, 5 or 6 hours before Youth Group.  Shocking, I know.  I'm sure I was the only one who procrastinated.

 

With all this churchy activity, you'd think I was this Super Christian!  At times, I even convinced myself I was doing a great job and was doing okay. 

 

What was missing was fellowship with Jesus.  I was so lacking in this area that I was ripe for love of any kind to easily distract me away from church, Youth Group and, most importantly, a relationship with Jesus.  And, that is exactly what happened.  We met at the beginning of my senior year.  And, we dated until I went off to college a year & a half after I graduated from High School.

 

Like me, he was a Christian, and, like me, was more in love with everything else, but Jesus.  As long as we made it to church, we thought we were doing okay.  But we weren't.  I pretty much dropped out of Youth Group my senior year.  I did make it to one last Winter Camp (with the boyfriend)...but by the time summer came, I was working, dating and didn't have time for much else.  God wasn't a priority in my life.

 

Things turned serious when he gave me a promise ring.  Do they do that nowadays?  What's a promise ring?  Well, it's a promise to show intent toward getting engaged and eventually married.  I was only 18 years old.  I was only old enough to vote and be treated as a legal adult.

 

This is the moment I think I would've teleported back to myself.  I would nurse that nugget of doubt taking up residence in the far recesses of my heart.  I would encourage me to be honest with a trusted Godly adult.  I would tell me not to care what the world thinks and to care deeply about what God thinks.  I would tell myself that I have so much future to look forward to and that this moment was so small and meaningless compared to all the awesome plans God had in store for me. 

 

I would tell myself to make a big deal out of my relationship with Jesus, nothing else.

 

I thought everyone believed the lie that we were meant to be together and get married.  Thankfully, my parents didn't nag, push or try to dissuade me from this relationship.  Instead, they provided hope and encouragement for me to consider going away to college. ANY college.  A gal I admired in my church had graduated from this little known Christian college in San Diego.  And, the summer after graduation, my cousin Missy took me on a trip to see an old friend of hers and visit this college.  I don't think I ever thanked her for doing that.  But it had a huge impact on me and God used that trip to open my eyes to what was going on in my life.  I needed to break up with my boyfriend.  I didn't have the courage or the willpower to do so on my own.  College was my passive way of breaking off the relationship with this guy.

 

College became a mechanism to rescue me from a bad relationship.  And, it worked. I went off to college without much clue as to who I was or what I wanted to become.  Again, I would've told myself to enjoy the journey and focus on Jesus.  Trust Him with my plans, my major and my future.  Trust me not at all, and trust God completely.

 

To those graduating in our Youth Group: congratulations!  I hope you'll read the following article.  To those of you yet to graduate: congratulations!  I hope you'll also read the following article.

 

Trust your own understanding less, trust Jesus' way completely! 
 
(P.S. If anyone, other than Frank, can guess the obscure 80's song reference the bunny in the picture depicts, I'll either buy you dinner or pay $50 towards your Pismo balance due...your choice).

 

Advice For Picking A College Major—Take A Chill Pill!

From: http://www.liesyoungwomenbelieve.com/index.php?id=1799

The Future posted by Lindsey Wagstaffe on 05/29/12

You've graduated. You're going to go to college—drumroll please—and now the pressure skyrockets to know what to do with the rest of your life. If you're like I was, you're pulling out your hair, spending hours in introspection, your ten-year-plan changes every two and a half days, and you've toyed with everything from astrophysics to zoology.

I've taken online college classes from three different schools, lived on campus at one, attended campus from home at another, and changed my major four times. Here are three things God's taught me about decision making over the past few years, in the midst of all that change.

God has already given you His will.
If I could time travel to drop a hint to my freshman self, I'd jab myself (gently) in the ribs and say, "Hey lady, take a chill pill—this college stuff isn't half as big as you think it is." Then I'd give myself a Jamba Juice and crack open the Bible. God's Word has all we need for life and godliness. He doesn't spell out the big life-decisions we're dying to know about, but His precise moral will is spelled out for us. Here's a little homework—Philippians 4:4–9 is a great place to begin renewing your mind with that truth.

You change as you go. Changing your mind is okay.
I used to have this sinking feeling that choosing my college and major was the educational equivalent of announcing engagement to some guy I'd never met before—total commitment ... and I'd live with the consequences forever. As it turns out, picking a field of study is more like dating than engagement, and your major(s) aren't even disappointed when you dump 'em for something that fits better! Don't feel pressured to figure out your future freshman year. You may not even end up in a job directly related to your major.  

What do you enjoy learning about? What topics matter most to you? What kind of things do you bring up repeatedly in conversation with friends? What are your strengths and your weaknesses? Is there a need you see in the world that you can't get out of your mind? Where can your passions and abilities intersect with that need? These kinds of questions have helped guide and shape my desires.

The options are endless, and God is glorified in every legitimate vocation—so choose something that sounds interesting and give it a whirl. Talk to people who are graduating with that major. Talk to professionals in the field. Learn the pros and cons of the occupation. Talk to your academic advisor. Talk to the mentors who know you best. Ask your parents for their insights about your areas of giftedness and passion. Make lists. I was greatly helped by Alex Chediak's book Thriving in College. I highly, highly recommend it to all college students. He's also written stellar articles like this one and this one about college and vocation choices. If you appreciate the articles, you'll want to buy the book.

Career decisions cannot save you.
Fear reveals where your heart is. My decision paralysis showed me that I was banking hope for a satisfied life in my educational prospects. I was afraid of choosing a path that would lead me into "dissatisfaction" or "unhappiness." A satisfied life is found in fellowship with Jesus, not in circumstances—either present or future. If you seek ultimate contentment and joy in any career path, disappointment is a guarantee. If you seek fulfillment and joy in Jesus, you will find it.

Questions for current undergrads and grads:

  • What decision-making lessons has God been teaching you?
  • How would you counsel yourself if you could go back to freshman year?
  • How did you choose your major?


--
Mary E.Hickcox
www.CalvaryBaptistSM.org
http://mary-neotes.blogspot.com/