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IN LOVING MEMORY OF JOLENE HENSLEY

Sunday, June 7, 2009

Emanate the Sweetness of Grace

How does that work to emanate something? Webster says this about emanating: to come out from a source<a sweet scent of emanating from the blossoms> so when we replace blossoms with Grace and take away the word the, what do we have?

To immerse ourselves  deep into Grace that the sweet scent is all people around us can smell and see. Grace comes from favor, kindness and friendship. But it has to be real it’s easy to be friends to people within your circle, your church family and most colleagues. But…what about those people you would not normally approach, or that one person you have tried your best to distance your self from, for one reason or another. Maybe because they don’t believe what you believe, or they seem a little stand offish. Sometimes it’s worth reaching out to people not like you, we tend to find things out about ourselves we did not know. Or we learn something about someone we may not have found out.

Grace has been real hard for me lately and i am sure that grace is not one of the sweet scents that  emanates me. By no means.

When i think of grace i am reminded of Christ that day he was crucified, even in the depth of his despair looking on towards hell, he ask for our forgiveness and saved one of the men sent to die with him. I have faced some pretty hellish things in my life but i can say that i have never looked hell in the face. Christ did on that dreary  day Satan thought he won.

So starting today i am only successful by how much love pours out of me. My mistakes are only a reflection of forgiveness and love set out that day by the actions of Christ. i will except that i am not perfect and i am still being molded by the very hands of God.

The thing that is really hard, and really amazing, is giving up on being perfect and beginning the work of becoming yourself.

                                                            - Anna Quindlen

Monday, May 11, 2009

What A Weary Journey

As i opened my Bible for the first time last night in a long time, it occurred to me how far behind i have gotten behind my Savior.
I woke bright and early this morning after the first snooze with a different purpose in life. One of a different Journey. Leaving behind my brokenness of several years there at my bedside where i placed it the night before.
Now humbled and feeling ashamed this Journey yet another one on God's path to restoration will be different. Not one of reaching the world through the Love of Christ and Forgiveness by God. But my own personal Journey of self worth and love.
It's about me new and all the things God must change in me, through that love will come wholeness.
So i am going to study the book of Proverbs. Get down and dirty with God. My sisters words, my how God's love and her patients has changed her love for life, even when life is hard. Through that love Christ reached out to me and showed me how far off the Journey i have come.

As i opened up Proverbs this morning Verse 1:7 The fear of the Lord is the beginning of knowledge.But fools despise wisdom and discipline.

What a fool i have been.
Thank you God for even the weakest of your people are strong.

Tuesday, March 24, 2009

To be honest

That's sort of what being a Christian is all about. At least that is what i think hearing the truth even when it does not always sound real nice, or it's not what you want to hear.
But here is my truth sessions. I remembered the other day i had my blog floating around out there. Though most of the time i think i write just to hear myself think, but it does help to get a few things off my chest.
I haven't really thought about it much because i have been in a slump, not sure why i guess it's probably a lot of little things that have all become one great big thing. It's big because it has kept me from Pursuing Christ, the one thing this was intended to be in the first place.
Well i didn't step away completely but i step away far enough away i couldn't really hear his voice anymore.
So here i am in my heart trying to find my way back and in my mind just really resisting the pursuit.
My husband called me the other day he says go into the back room i got you something today call me when you find it. In a brown paper bag was a book. One of my Favorite Authors Max Lucado "No Wonder They Call Him Savior". Funny thing about that is i was having one of those talks with God, the ones you have but pretend you are really not having your just throwing stuff out there in hopes that maybe you listen to yourself. I was saying i think what i really need is a good book, to give me a wake up call. Well isn't that just like God to give you what you need, not what you want. Of course i have to open it. Mostly because i decided a long time ago that was the only way i really listened to what God was trying to tell me. My mom started it so i will blame her. She would read a book or hear about one she thought would give us our wake up call. She would drop it off, i would read it just out of respect. I always got something out of them.
I am sure that i will be writing more now, and even more sure God will give me a good old lesson in humility and grace, because i think those are the two things i have been laking.
Hey i am a servant of God, i am nowhere near perfect. I guess i never will be not here in this life time anyways. I will get back to you.