by Susan TuttleAt our church’s mid-week Bible study this week we spoke about our lives and how they’ve been changed since meeting Christ. We were asked to fill in this blank: Since meeting Christ, the one word I’d use to describe my life is____________ One woman at our table said, “found”. I love it! Found. We once were lost and now we’re found. It means He sees us. We’re not invisible. It means He sought after us. We are valuable. It means He has a place for us. We belong. And this is the best part. Have you ever lost something incredibly valuable to you? Torn places apart looking for it? Worried and grieved over the loss, only to find it later? What did you do? I bet you celebrated. Well, Beloved, God and all of heaven throw a crazy party, rejoicing, singing, dancing, feasting…all over YOU being found. Don’t believe me? Read Luke 15. The chapter is filled with three parables telling the story over things lost and now found. In the first two parables when the item is found, here’s what it says: “In the same way, I tell you, there is rejoicing in the presence of the angels of God over one sinner who repents.” Luke 15:10 (see also Luke 15:7) And then they move on to the final parable of the lost son which paints a picture of what heaven looks like when YOU are found. Go ahead, read it, and see yourself. They party! So today, if you’re feeling lost, call out to Jesus…He’s only waiting to hear your voice. Call on Him. You will be found. And then they’ll party in Heaven--all because of you.Your Turn: What would YOU fill in the blank with above?
(If you are a new Christian, we’d love it if you contact one of us so we can celebrate with you, pray for you, and get you some information. Or if you have more questions about Christ, we’d love to chat.)
To Elizabeth Gray Wells
Oct. 28, 1911-Sept. 29, 2012
Blessed were you, Mother, for you did not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers.
But your delight was in the law of the Lord, and on his law you meditated day and night.
You were like a tree planted by streams of water, which yielded its fruit in season and whose leaf did not wither.
Whatever you did prospered.
For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous.
Your husband had full confidence in you and lacked nothing of value.
You brought him good, not harm, all the days of your life.
You were clothed in strength and dignity; you laughed at the days to come.
You spoke with wisdom, and faithful instruction was on your tongue.
You watched over the affairs of your household and did not eat the bread of idleness.
Many women do noble things, but you surpassed them all.
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting; but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised.
(Adapted from Psalm 1, Proverbs 31)
It’s what God supplies.
He tells us it’s an anchor. We have this hope as an anchor for the soul, firm and secure. Hebrews 6:19.
Some days I just need to hear that—don’t you? To know that in the midst of our bad day, bad news, raging hormones, feelings of isolation, sickness…whatever the news for the day that we didn’t want or expect, we have hope.
It anchors us.
Psalm 40 tells us that not only does God hear us when we call, but He pulls us out of the shaky place we are and sets our feet on a rock—a solid place to stand.
He is that rock. And he holds us firm. It is where our hope comes from.
God has us in His hand. He loves us. Everything around us is under His control—we don’t have to sweat it, just leave it at His feet and let Him wrap His arms around us. In His very embrace, we find rest. Peace. Hope.
So when the day is raging around you, let Him anchor you.
Hold to His hope and be secure in Him.
By Marie Wells Coutu
While driving to Kentucky for my mother's funeral a few days ago, many memories and thoughts swirled in my head.
She would have been 101 in 30 days. Our family has been blessed to have her with us long as we did. And we are grateful to know that she is now in the arms of Jesus, and with Daddy, who went on ahead of her seven years ago.
My sister said, "I can see Daddy with his lopsided grin saying to her, 'It's about time you got here.'"
For her 100th birthday last year, we held a huge celebration. As a family, we had talked of having another party this year, though on a smaller scale. We even hoped she could be made an honorary member of the 101st Airborne Battalion at nearby Fort Campbell, as her mother had been when she turned 101.
But now, after a slow decline over the past few months and a difficult two weeks, she was no longer with us.
As I drove, I listened to a novel on audio, and one of the characters said, "God's plans don't always make sense to us, but that's when we learn to trust."
As I pondered that, I realized that it not only summed up the current situation, but also the way Mother lived her life. Her faith and the way she raised us reflected Jeremiah 29:11: "For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future."
While our plans were not God's plans for Mother, we know that she has a future with Him. And until we see her again, we trust in God's plans.