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Broken glass and a clumsy streak led to a powerful story of the brokenhearted. God can take anything and create meaning y'all.


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How God Used my Clumsy Streak to Share a Story of the Brokenhearted

Broken glass and a clumsy streak led to a powerful story of the brokenhearted.   God can take anything and create meaning y'all.

I sat down with a good book and two of my homemade soft tacos for lunch yesterday.   My first yummy bite was surprising and jarring.  The investigation that followed led to a horrifying discovery (see picture).  shard of glass  How did glass get in my taco?

If you decide to follow my blog you will quickly find out that I believe God is a God of stories, a God of parables, a literary genius, who uses the unfolding happenings of our lives to teach us deep personal truths if we are willing to keep in step with His Spirit.

Back to the glass.  I have been having a bit of a clumsy streak lately.  Y’all,  within 24 hours I broke  two large serving bowls and the glass in a large display frame where two panes of glass were pressed up against themselves to showcase a see through type picture.  All three times the glass shattered everywhere and had to be gingerly cleaned up so as not to cut anyone.  Little did I know that some of the glass escaped into my cabinet and undetected into the skillet I used to cook taco meat.

Surely there is a spiritual  story to be learned from all this broken glass.

The Drop

Someone I love had her heart dropped and broken recently.  She came to find out that after two years of marriage her young husband had been having an affair with a woman at work.  She was willing to forgive, but he was unwilling to reconcile, so they divorced.  Her heart shattered.

The Cleaning

Those that have been smashed by evil have been left with sharp edges, and it is sometimes a slow, painful process to help with cleanup.   Sometimes the ones closest to the broken can get cut and bloody even after gentle handling has been applied.  Sometimes after much time has passed, and the room has been swept, a tiny piece might still be discovered by a bare foot on the kitchen floor, or may have bounced undetected into a bowl used later for taco meat.

The Mending

At some point in the cleanup process, the ones helping realize that the pieces will never go back together the way they were before.  They are helpless in the face of such great suffering.  So they prayerfully box up the fragments and hand them to our Father, the God of comfort.  It will take a miracle…the pieces are so tiny…it seems so hopeless…

YAHWEH, King of Kings, Lord of Lords

His specialty is broken hearts.  And once those pieces are held in His hands,  fused backed together by the heat of His love, they will be a work of art.

Broken glass and a clumsy streak led to a powerful story of the brokenhearted. God can take anything and create meaning y'all.

 

Blessings, Alice

Picture:  This is the double frame glass that I broke.  I used Pic Monkey for the scripture and my title.    The shard in the taco was about 1/2 inch long.

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Just because your house burns down doesn't mean you are abandoned by God. He is mysterious and His plans are always at work. My whole family learned a powerful lesson about Acts 17 the year my sister's house caught fire.


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When Finding a Lost Sheep Means Your House Burns Down

Just because your house burns down doesn't mean you are abandoned by God. He is mysterious and His plans are always at work. My whole family learned a powerful lesson about Acts 17 the year my sister's house caught fire.

I have two  missionary friends who have suddenly found themselves with no options left to them.  From circumstances beyond their control, they have had to return to the states.  Each one only served in the field for a few months.   Prayerful dedication to spreading the Word had prompted their initial decision to serve.  Months and years of preparation was at stake.  What happens when God says, “Change of plans, my child.”  What happens when God moves you?  When He changes your location? Your job?  Your church? Sends you to a hospital room?   When the move is inevitable but YOU JUST DON’T WANT TO GO!  What do you do?

You go.

This prompts me to remember  the time my sister’s house burned down.  She was forced to move…to relocate.  I can’t wait to tell you this story.

It was an insatiable thirst and restless dreaming that saved her life.  She woke up in the middle of the night for a glass of water and heard the fire crackling downstairs, woke her family, called the fire department, and then stood across the street watching the fire and water take all of her material possessions.

I want to pause in my story to unfold a scripture for you.  My sister’s story is Acts 17:26-27 lived out in the flesh.

God began by making one man, and from him he made all the different people who live everywhere in the world. He decided exactly when and where they would live.

 God wanted people to look for him, and perhaps in searching all around for him, they would find him. But he is not far from any of us

I love the word “exactly” in the Easy to Read Version.  It shows the meticulous detail God takes in our location and relocation.  In my sister’s story, the relocation was to a certain God-picked rental house while construction on the burned house began.  Coincidence?  Not according to this verse.

Okay y’all, this is my favorite part.  As the title suggests, there was a sheep to be found. His family lived next door to the rental house.  The man next door was suffering with liver disease  and unbeknownst to him did not have long to live.  He was a skeptic at first, full of hard questions. But my brother-in-law and sister led him to Jesus, and he was baptized in the hospital just days before he died.  He left behind a wife who had also committed her life to Jesus.   She continued to study the scriptures with rejoicing because of the salvation that had come to their household.

Here is the moral to the story.  The shepherd will do anything to get to a lost sheep.

ANYTHING.

Putting us in the right place at the right time is one of God’s specialties.  I love verse 27  from the  New English Translation, stating God’s motivation for deciding where and when we will live.

…so that they would search for God and perhaps grope around for him and find him, though he is not far from each one of us.

The word “grope” is such a visual word.  It reminds me of a classic scenario in the movies.  You know the one where the very near-sighted guy trips and his glasses are knocked off.  We, as the audience, can see where they have fallen, just out of reach.  All the while the blinded character is groping, groping, knowing there is danger, but unable to see…  All it takes is for someone who can see, to nudge the glasses into the path of the searching fingers.

Spiritually, all it takes is for SOMEONE who can see, to nudge the glasses into the path of the searching fingers.  That Someone is God, nudging you, the glasses, into the path of the one groping.  Be the glasses y’all.

Just because your house burns down doesn't mean you are abandoned by God. He is mysterious and His plans are always at work. My whole family learned a powerful lesson about Acts 17 the year my sister's house caught fire.

 

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Where in history do we see a setting where citizens of the world can have twenty-four hour access to acts of evil? There has never been a time such as this where the devil can spread fear and hate so effortlessly. The most prudent thing to do in times like these y'all, is return to scripture.


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How the Saved can Rise Above Fear-mongering

Jesus and Culture:  November 2015 Paris Bombing–March 2016 Turkey and Brussels Bombing

Where in history do we see a setting where citizens of the world can have twenty-four hour access to acts of evil?  There has never been a time such as this where the devil can spread fear and hate so effortlessly.  Do you find yourself worried and afraid?  Are your children asking questions?  Are even the saved full of dread and fear?  The most prudent thing to do in times like these y’all, is return to scripture.

Think truth.  Most anxiety comes from concocting unfavorable futuristic scenarios in your head.  Believe me, I know about this one y’all.   The frequent “What if…this,”  and What if….that.” ALL LIES!  We must take control of all our false thoughts and focus on truth. Do this with scripture.

 And now, dear brothers and sisters, one final thing. Fix your thoughts on what is true, and honorable, and right, and pure, and lovely, and admirable. Think about things that are excellent and worthy of praise. Philippians 4:8

Where in history do we see a setting where citizens of the world can have twenty-four hour access to acts of evil? There has never been a time such as this where the devil can spread fear and hate so effortlessly. The most prudent thing to do in times like these y'all, is return to scripture.

 

Pray truth.  Scripture tells you how.

Where in history do we see a setting where citizens of the world can have twenty-four hour access to acts of evil? There has never been a time such as this where the devil can spread fear and hate so effortlessly. The most prudent thing to do in times like these y'all, is return to scripture.

Believe truth.  Even though you may feel that evil is closing in on the Christian community, with the political scene being more and more intolerant and Muslim extremists gleefully  extinguishing life…even though you feel this way (I feel this way) it is all as it should be.  Such things will happen in the last days.   Click here for reminder.   And here.  So my question to myself lately is this…Shouldn’t I be scanning the skies every day in these troubled times…calling up to the One on the throne, “Amen! Come, Lord Jesus.” (Revelation 22:20)  I am going to try that.

Where in history do we see a setting where citizens of the world can have twenty-four hour access to acts of evil? There has never been a time such as this where the devil can spread fear and hate so effortlessly. The most prudent thing to do in times like these y'all, is return to scripture.

Speak truth. Your voice needs to be louder than the timid squeaks of fear echoing around the country.  Someone in your immediate circle needs to hear scripture right now, maybe your children.

Preach the word of God. Be prepared, whether the time is favorable or not. Patiently correct, rebuke, and encourage your people with good teaching. 2 Timothy 4:2

Where in history do we see a setting where citizens of the world can have twenty-four hour access to acts of evil? There has never been a time such as this where the devil can spread fear and hate so effortlessly. The most prudent thing to do in times like these y'all, is return to scripture.

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See another of my posts related to this topic:  Five Ways to Protect Against the Surprise of Evil

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The day of evil happened for me when I was fifteen and my daddy didn't come home from work one day. Here are five spiritual lessons I learned from my mother on the day my father was murdered.


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5 Spiritual Lessons I Learned from my Mother on the Day my Father was Murdered

The day of evil happened for me when I was fifteen and my daddy didn't come home from work one day. Here are five spiritual lessons I learned from my mother on the day my father was murdered.

My father, Ken, was a small business owner with his shop located three blocks from our home.  My dad would walk to the shop every morning with his lunchbox, and made the trip home after closing up every evening.  We could expect him about five minutes after he locked up. One day he didn’t come home.

So my mother and little brother, ten years old at the time, hopped in the car to go and check on him.  What she found was a nightmare.  My father had been robbed and shot multiple times by two teenagers.  My sister and I waited for what it seemed like an eternity for our mother to come home…not knowing…nervously creating scary scenarios in our minds…but nothing could compare to the truth.

My mother, Jean, was about to put her faith into action in front of her children, and I will never forget the spiritual lessons I learned that day.

The day of evil happened for me when I was fifteen and my daddy didn't come home from work one day. Here are five spiritual lessons I learned from my mother on the day my father was murdered.

Worship When in Trouble

The first lesson I learned was that in great trial and suffering, we must WORSHIP.  Please picture the scene in my living room as my mother gathered her chicks around her after she finally came home.  In trying to perform CPR on my father, she was covered with the life blood of her husband.  It was evidence of a woman, desperately willing the love of her life to live. It was at that moment she led her children in prayer.  Scripture says that after Job got news of the death of all of his children that he fell to the ground in worship.  Job 1:20.  The bottom line is this.  My mother was so used to worshiping God day in and day out, that when the day of evil arrived, she knew right what to do.  I will ever, never forget her leading me to the throne of God on  that day.

Forgive Enemies

The second lesson I learned on that day was that when  brutally wronged, we must FORGIVE.  Even before the two teens were caught, she was feeling pity for them and urging her children to forgive.  One boy was eighteen and tried as an adult, he was killed in a home invasion after he was released.  The other boy was sixteen, just one year older than I was at the time.  He served his sentence and was released.  My mother was in grief for the parents of these boys, and for the boys themselves.  Later in life she longed to find the younger boy and let him know he was forgiven, and to make sure he was right with God.  Scripture says that you will be forgiven by God the exact same way that you show forgiveness.  Matthew 6:14-15 So be generous.

The day of evil happened for me when I was fifteen and my daddy didn't come home from work one day. Here are five spiritual lessons I learned from my mother on the day my father was murdered.Be Thankful

The third lesson I learned from my mother is that even in tragedy we must be THANKFUL…thankful that my mother and brother were not in the shop at the moment Satan entered the teens…thankful that the robbery was over by the time they came to check on dad.  I could have lived the rest of my life as an orphan.  There is always something to be thankful for, you just need to look.  Scripture say that thankfulness, along with your petitions and requests to God, bring about the peace that passes all understanding.  Philippians 4:6-7

The Church is Family

The fourth lesson I learned from my mother that day was to gain strength from the CHURCH.  Scripture says that Jesus walks among the lampstands, the churches,  and I can vouch for that. Revelation 2:1 My fifteen year old self saw Jesus send the beautiful bride of Christ  to hold our hands, comfort us, feed us, pray with us, to mourn with us, and to be our family.  Jesus was walking among His church  that day and in the days that followed.

One Moment Can Define a Life

The last lesson I learned from that day was learned in hindsight…that ONE MOMENT of tragedy borne with the dignity and grace of the Spirit, could define your walk with God for the rest of your life, and that could just be the point.  Go deep with me y’all… ONE MOMENT.  Just think of the power behind that thought.  Remember Kent Brantly, the American doctor who contracted Ebola while ministering in Africa?  Kent never ceased giving honor to God during his trials.  What about Steven, the first of Jesus’ followers to be killed?  He steadfastly served God even as he was being stoned. On the other hand, I remember a funeral where the spouse of the deceased disparaged God because He didn’t behave as He was expected to during the illness of the loved one.   ONE MOMENT…  to keep in step with the Spirit or to not.  If you are called by God to live though one moment of evil, like my mother,  this moment just may define the rest of your life.  Shine brightly for the world to see, because that just might be the point.

The day of evil happened for me when I was fifteen and my daddy didn't come home from work one day. Here are five spiritual lessons I learned from my mother on the day my father was murdered.

Later in life, my mother wrote booklets of encouragement that she passed out to everyone, even strangers.

The day of evil happened for me when I was fifteen and my daddy didn't come home from work one day. Here are five spiritual lessons I learned from my mother on the day my father was murdered.

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Blessings, Alice

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