Archives for February 2017

February 26, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

February 26, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

Friday morning, I awoke at 2 AM  with vertigo. 

Since March 2016 I have dealt with vertigo which at times is just losing my balance when I look up or move quickly and there are times it is so severe that I think perhaps it is the beginning of the end. 

I praise the Lord for the nights, which are most of them, that I sleep through the night.

I sat up for a few minutes and then felt sleepy, so I went back in quietly as not to disturb my dear partner of 61 years who has been so dear to me. As soon as I lay back down I knew that I would have to get up and sit in a chair since my vertigo was causing serious nausea.

Many times for nearly a year now I have had feelings that I would not be able to continue and yet I remember that the Lord would take me home to be with him immediately if my job here on earth was finished.  I would breathe a pray for the Lord to give me the strength for each task.

I am so thankful for this past year that I have been writing my Scriptures in journals and writing the Scripture Challenges,  These times have truly drawn me closer to the Lord and I have been reminded over and over of His Great Love and the fact that He is the strength giver. 

I am thankful for the privileges he has given me to lead our dear sister Teressa to trust the Lord as her Saviour.  I am thankful for those I have been able to pray for in their time of need or given an encouraging word or shared a Scripture Challenges along the way.

I just want to thank the Lord, I want to lift my voice in praise as He has continually kept me going when I felt I could not.  I also realize that these experiences have caused me to trust Him even more.

I thank God for his forgiveness when I doubted and thought I could not go on and for the restoration and mercy, He has bestowed on me every day as he gives me new direction.

Joni Earikson Tada shared in her devotional, The Spectacle of Glory’

The faithfulness of God — not our own faithfulness — is our great Hope.”

Lamentations 3:22-23 (KJV)

22 It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed because his compassions fail not.

23 They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.

February 19, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

February 19, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

This Thursday  in  Our Daily Bread, I was  reminded the same day that I wrote these Scriptures of the truths that the thought for the day was..”God takes our broken lives and shapes us into His new creations.” 

Noah Purifoy began his work as an “assemblage” artist with three tons of rubble salvaged from the 1965 riots in the Watts area of Los Angeles. From broken bicycle wheels and bowling balls to discarded tires and damaged TV sets—things no longer usable—he and a colleague created sculptures that conveyed a powerful message about people being treated as “throw-aways” in modern society. One journalist referred to Mr. Purifoy as “the junkyard genius.”

“God takes our broken lives and shapes us into His new creations.”

Psalm 5:7-12   (KJV)

7 But as for me, I will come into thy house in the multitude of thy mercy: and in thy fear will I worship toward thy holy temple.

8 Lead me, O Lord, in thy righteousness because of mine enemies; make thy way straight before my face.

9 For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; their inward part is very wickedness; their throat is an open sepulchre; they flatter with their tongue.

10 Destroy thou them, O God; let them fall by their own counsels; cast them out in the multitude of their transgressions; for they have rebelled against thee.

11 But let all those that put their trust in thee rejoice: let them ever shout for joy, because thou defendest them: let them also that love thy name be joyful in thee.

12 For thou, Lord, wilt bless the righteous; with favour wilt thou compass him as with a shield.

For over a year I have been using Scripture Challenges from

rachelwoj.com  and the this passage I just read was for the same day of February.

Take time to read the above Scripture one more time….

It truly made me realize, what a junkyard genius our Heavenly Father is.

Sometimes  we try to make ourselves believe that it is too late for a spiritual change in our lives but perhaps it is because we are trying to fix ourselves instead of surrendering to Our Wonderful Sculptor.

But now, O LORD, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand.     Is. 64:8

February 12, 2017,   Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate


As I was praying concerning my Heart to Heart this week a  dear friend on Face Book asked me this question’

When the Bible says to take up our cross and follow him, does it just mean whatever we are going through at the time, our life’s circumstances, or does it mean more?

I really like this article that  I found by Billy Graham which will be most helpful.

What did Jesus mean when he said we have to carry our cross?

Q:     What did Jesus mean when He said we have to carry a cross? I’ve heard people talk about a problem they have and say it’s a cross they have to bear, but is this what Jesus meant?

A:     No, this isn’t what He meant—although it’s not necessarily wrong to refer to some problem we are having as a “cross” we must bear. In Jesus’ day, a cross was a symbol of suffering, and we all have trials and afflictions that may be very hard for us to bear—even with God’s help.

But Jesus meant something far deeper than this when He told His disciples to carry their cross. He said to them, “If anyone would come after me, he must deny himself and take up his cross daily and follow me” (Luke 9:23). In Jesus’ day, a cross wasn’t just a symbol of pain and suffering; it was mainly a symbol of death. What Jesus was telling them is that they needed to put to death their own plans and desires, and then turn their lives over to Him and do His will every day.

You see, Jesus doesn’t simply call us to believe that He existed, or even to believe that He can save us. He calls on us to commit our whole lives to Him—to trust Him alone for our salvation, and then to follow Him as His disciples. He said, “Anyone who does not carry his cross and follow me cannot be my disciple” (Luke 14:27).

Is Christ the master of your life? Have you put to death your own plans and committed yourself to His will for your life? Don’t be satisfied with anything less, for there is no greater joy in life than following Christ every day.

February 5, 2017 Jane’s Heart to Heart…. Pastor’s Help- Mate

 A POEM OF GOD’S GRACE

 

I did not know His love before,

 the way I know it now.

 I could not see my need for Him,

 my pride would not allow.

 

I had it all, without a care,

 the “Self-sufficient” lie.

 My path was smooth,

 my sea was still,

 not a cloud was in my sky.

 

 I thought I knew His love for me,

 I thought I’d seen His grace,

 I thought I did not need to grow,

 I thought I’d found my place.

 

But then the way

 grew rough and dark,

 the storm clouds quickly rolled;

 The waves began to rock my ship,

 I found I had no hold.

 

The ship that I had built myself

 was made of foolish pride.

 It fell apart and left me bare,

 with nowhere else to hide.

 

I had no strength or faith

 to face the trials that lay ahead,

 And so I simply spoke His name

 and bowed my weary head.

 

His loving arms enveloped me,

 and then He helped me stand.

 He said, “You still must

 face this storm, but

 I will hold your hand.”

 

So through the dark and lonely

 night He guided me through pain.

 I could not see the light of day

 or when I’d smile again.

Yet through the pain and endless

 tears, my faith began to grow.

 I could not see it at the time,

 but my light began to glow.

I saw God’s love in brand new

 light, His grace and mercy, too.

 For only when all self was gone

 could Jesus’ love shine through.

 It was not easy in the storm,

 I sometimes wondered why.

 At times I thought,

 “I can’t go on.”

 I’d hurt, and doubt, and cry.

But Jesus never left my side

 He guided me each day.

 Through pain and strife,

 through fire and flood,

 He helped me all the way.

 

And now I see as ne’er before

 how great His love can be.

 How in my weakness He is strong,

 how Jesus cares for me!

 

He worked it all out for my good,

 although the way was rough.

 He only sent what I could bear,

 and then He said, “Enough!”

 

He raised His hand and said,

 “Be still!” He made the storm

 clouds cease. He opened up the

 gates of joy and flooded

 me with peace.

I saw His face now clearer still,

 I felt His presence strong,

 I found anew His faithfulness,

 He never did me wrong.

 

And now I know more storms will

 come, but only for my good,

 For pain and tears have helped

 me grow as nothing ever could.

 

I still have so much more to

 learn as Jesus works in me;

 If in the storm I’ll love Him

 more, that’s where I want to be!

 

author unknown

from Karen Wilson – Peris CA.

January 29, 2017  Jane’s Heart to Heart   …Pastor’s Help Mate

A story from Samaritan’s Purse Updates  (January 17,  BY Kaitlyn Lahm)

It’s my nature to ask questions, but I’ve learned that it’s never the question that leaves an impact. It’s always the answer. It’s the answer that gives you a glimpse into someone’s heart. As a writer, I’m normally the one asking the questions, and I count it a privilege when someone genuinely answers them and allows me to hear their story.

Khayla*, a patient at the emergency field hospital, gave me this opportunity. She welcomed me to sit at her bedside and hear her heart. Khayla was severely injured when she tried to escape Mosul. She was knocked unconscious and has no memory of what happened. Medical staff think she was likely involved in an explosion given the deep cuts and burns that cover her face.

Emergency Field Hospital Iraq

As we wrapped up our interview, Khayla turned the tables on me. She had a request—to ask me just one question and receive an honest answer. Having no idea what question to expect, I boldly promised to be truthful.

Khayla fiercely grabbed my hand and placed it on her face—a face covered in stitches, with one eye swollen shut and dried blood circling her lips, a face bearing the physical scars of the brutality of ISIS.

With desperation in her eyes, she asked her question—“Am I still beautiful?”

My heart ached with her as I saw the pain and desperation in her eyes, but I knew the answer. I knew she was still beautiful.  She is still beautiful.

Without a doubt in my soul, I saw her beauty. I saw past the bruises, blood, and stitches, and I saw a daughter of the King. I saw a woman created in the image of God. In that moment, I caught a glimpse of how Jesus sees us. He doesn’t see our scars. He sees our beauty.

He sees us as made in His image.

He sees us as fearfully and wonderfully made.

He sees us as His beloved.

Khayla’s entire identity was hanging on the words coming out of my mouth. Her question was raw and genuine—was she still beautiful?  As I knelt at her bedside, we wept together, and I declared Scripture over her life. She is beautiful because she is created in the image of God. She is beautiful because she is fearfully and wonderfully made. She is beautiful because Christ calls her His beloved.

Khayla clung to my hands as I spoke these truths. The promises of God washed over her like water in a desert. She asked the question, but she desperately needed to hear the answer.

“For You formed my inward parts; You covered me in my mother’s womb. I will praise You, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Your works, and that my soul knows very well” (Psalm 139:13-14, NKJV).