IQ 72

…we will find our way in a wavering world.


Squirming in my seat as a bored little boy, my teachers struggled to teach me. English, Math, Biology…. it didn’t matter for the text books all looked the same. Confused, like driving in fog, I found myself stuck at an intersection. You see, I tried hard to pay attention but my comprehension was minimal. Life was leaving me behind.

A football coach started to preach to me one day. “You’ll never amount to anything”, he said, “how can you with your lack of mentality?” A tear came as I cleared my throat. My shoulders hung low; I had no response. I knew not of God to stand with me as stones were thrown. Though demolished by insults hurled at me, my Lord was watching and giving me eternal strength. But I was too young and innocent to understand the beliefs instilled so I ran.

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Life was like a roller coaster. The climbs were challenging and the valleys were never ending but even as a small child with an IQ of 72, God had a purpose. I learned the greatest gift from God isn’t always the gift but “the giving”. As we walk through life, I propose you be ever mindful that even Christ, with all His many quests before Him, leaves a lot of life in question. It is God who holds the answers. Jesus, like a butler, only holds the door when heaven’s gates are opened. For there is no test score that defies aptitudes.

“For there the meek will inherit”, God’s promise to us all. Looking at the road I’ve traveled, doors opened and blessings flowed. I never saw a traumatic loss; blessings were disguised. But somehow life, with its twists and turns, gets sorted out as we grow older. They’re like the dawn – a new light comes and night is calmed. Channeled through life like running water, we will find our way in a wavering world.

 


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I know how to be brought low, and I know how to abound. In any and every circumstance, I have learned the secret of facing plenty and hunger, abundance and need. I can do all things through him who strengthens me. (Philippians 4:13)

Rejoice in hope, be patient in tribulation, be constant in prayer. (Romans 12:12)

Have I not commanded you? Be strong and courageous. Do not be frightened, and do not be dismayed, for the Lord your God is with you wherever you go. (Joshua 1:9)

 

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When The Shades Fade

…..dreams create the reality we live in


In the misty rain of an early dawn, you get a call at work. A soft gentle voice on the other end of the phone frantically sounds, “My water broke!” You jump in your car, speeding home to get her to the hospital. It’s not long and a baby cries. Life’s cycle begins again.

You stand in front of the nursery window and wonder, what will this child become? Will he be in technology? Or enter in the electoral college, or join the Forces? Get a degree in the name of your father and carry on like his grandfathers did? A tear evolves as the joy of God has created the offspring you dreamed of.

Before you know it the training wheels are gone and your little man has found his first taste of freedom. So proud of your child, he reminds you of you, and God has blessed the memories left behind. He smiles and waves goodbye; again, the tears you try to hide. Little does he know your days are numbered, shaded and faded by illnesses that only God controls. Then a young man’s dreams are shattered standing at a cemetery holding momma’s hand.

It’s not just children, though, that face blunt force. I think about the entrepreneurs that have tried and failed. And the geniuses that quit school. My heart goes out to kids who only hear, “You CAN’T”. I pray for the dreamers who’s shades are faded when God opens doors; they are afraid to take a chance. Giving up is never an option as dreams create the reality we live in! The fascination comes as the shadows fade; prayers are all that’s left. When God steps in and blossoms your creations, your dreams will graciously unfold.

Tried and tested, we all aren’t that lucky… but heaven knows we are all gifted in one category or another. You might be a street sweeper, a worker in a mine, or deliver the paper to a local community. Do the best you can! Take pride in yourself as dreams evolve with God’s help. Miracles happen as easy in church as the back alley of a big city. It’s prayers, not a steeple, that God hears.

Be blessed, I say unto you, for He has surely anointed you. If that strength has not yet come, be advised to run, as your dreams will carry you….or they will surely fade away.

Shades Fade


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Call to me and I will answer you, and will tell you great and hidden things that you have not known. (Jeremiah 33:3)

Let the favor of the Lord our God be upon us, and establish the work of our hands upon us; yes, establish the work of our hands! (Psalm 90:17)

Now faith is the assurance of things hoped for, the conviction of things not seen. (Hebrews 11:1)

Decisions

God watched as Satan tried to ruin a life that is blessed…


 

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Here I stand in the pouring rain… my bible in one hand and a drink in the other. I’m torn like a tattered sail left standing after a hurricane. In the heavy thunder and bright lightning, I am crying out to God, Lord where are you leading me?  I’ve fallen in the pot holes, soaked to my neck, trying to discover my purpose.  I’m too old for these growing pains!

My bible is drenched and the print is running. Feeling like Job in the book of Revelations, I can’t tell if this is the end or just a missing chapter. Chilled to the bone from cold and driven rain, the lightning strikes so close. I’m not sure… is God trying to protect me or allowing the elements to shelter me?  Perhaps numbing the pain?

Listening to the winds, the surreal pitch hurts my ears. Standing in the black of night and relentless roaring of rolling clouds, the heavens are shaking. My palms are saturated but I feel a warmth as God takes over.

A harvest light soon shines amidst the calming storm.  I hear an owl sounding, “all clear”, as the cold air is turning warm. There in the hell of this night, God watched as Satan tried to ruin a life that is blessed.

The early dawn shines through the silver lining that brings back memories of the night that called on God to quiet the thunder. I clinched the only promise I had… for its only He who controls the weather, whether you hail in the storm or take refuge undercover.


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Bible:  Philippians 4:6-7    “Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all comprehension, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus”.

Bible:  Ephesians 6:11-18:   “Put on the full armor of God, so that you can take your stand against the devil’s schemes…”

 

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On the Ledge

For amidst the darkness of death, there will be hope and peace…..


 

Singing to Your glory, we praise Your name

On the ledge

if for only just a short time here on earth.

Though departed, our hearts remain forever yours. The memories sustain as pain fills in the voids. God calls his followers, one by one, and we will ascend to be with Him. Tears flow as we gather in praise. Our love pours out; we know where you are…

Remains are “dust to dust” on earth but the spirit rises to do God’s work. Sins are no more and misgivings uncounted. You now look at the present – where do you turn? Boxing up legacies, the past life is in the attic; holding on to keepsakes as though you might return. Letting go is not an option.

Our souls are witness to the every heartache we endure. My God, where are you? Scurrying back to church, you are comforted by the congregation, praying for His work. But the sermon leaves little to be desired as you realize it was warmer in your car. Invited to lunch, you decline. Searching for a sign, you know it won’t be in a restaurant. Meandering home, the check engine light comes on. Okay Lord, what’s going on?

Limping into the garage, you put the car in park and hang up your coat on the hall tree. The quiet is deafening but you feel a peace. This is your sanctuary. The three of you laughed, cried, loved and will forevermore carry on the memories. God, though, will never alter his plans for you. Plans do change but there’s still a purpose of which you serve, even amidst the immense pain.

Laying down for a nap, you begin to pray. You automatically reach for your significant other but a pillow is all that remains. You drift off to sleep seeking that which only He can deliver.

By early next morning, unaware of the time, you awaken by a cardinal sitting on the window ledge. He is pecking on the glass; your prayers are heard! Only a cardinal could bring the message of hope; for behind the curtains were the glasses you couldn’t find. And all the while, you thought your spouse misplaced them…..glasses

 

 


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Bible:  Psalm 116:15     Precious in the sight of the LORD is the death of his saints.

Bible:  James 1:12   “Blessed is the man who remains steadfast under trial, for when he has stood the test he will receive the crown of life, which God has promised to those who love him.”

“Life is very interesting. In the end, some of your greatest pains become your greatest strengths.” ~ Drew Barrymore

The cardinal is symbolic of the living blood of Christ. Both cardinals and blood have long been symbols of everlasting vitality.  “By His blood we are freed from sin to serve the living God, to glorify Him, and to enjoy Him forever.”  It is symbolic of life, hope and restoration. They come to remind us, that though circumstances might look bleak, dark and despairing, there is always “hope”.


 

 

Life’s A Little Like A Quagmire

So life begins….as we two drove to the hospital knowing we would be three coming home.

 


So life begins…. I relate this to my son as we, two, drove to the hospital knowing we would be, three, coming home.  What an awesome thought, I said to myself.  Did I fasten the car seat correctly, as inexperienced as I was then.  Of course, there’s a schedule which is hard to keep – up all night!  I need to sleep!  I’ve got to go to work when morning arrives.

Buying clothes for a newborn isn’t a treat.  I want to brag about my baby boy and I darn sure don’t want him dressed in pink! Oh!  The problems you encounter as life begins; you’re passed from one to another to see which one can make you quit crying.

Months go by and you’re taught to talk.  “Mama” “Dada”. “NO!!” – that’s your first word.  Then you’re off, like Shepards’s first walk on the moon, only out of a microphone.  “NO!”, again, “don’t touch that…”!  What a life! An inquisitive little creature of God, destroyed by negativity that comes from a parent’s mouth.  Poor little guy tried and tried but freedom came at a dear price as direction follows after your loss.  I could so relate!  The altercations that proceeded left little to question.  To disobey was my only option, but, the penalties for perjury were contained in my pants.  As I was informed, “You won’t sit for a week!”  What a quagmire we must face! 

Time goes on and we try to grow up dealing with the problems of the twentieth century: POTC, (a class we must pass, if you want to graduate); sports, dates, and who to take to next week’s dance; the car needs gas; who’s lawn can I mow to make a couple of bucks;  my homework is late – “you need to buckle down,” Dad says.

Now – my new bride is pregnant and life repeats itself. Which grandmother gets to hold you first;  who’s house do we take you to; and the pressure mounts. Holidays, oh my, I’m so tired…. 

There in a wink of an eye, life is gone; you sit on your duff and wonder what in the world you’re gonna do now – a new horizon, another quagmire, social security…..need I say more??  Move to the South, maybe, ’cause nobody retires to the North.  But I guess I’ll stay out here in the West, where life is a beach, or so the sign says. 

The air refreshes with the passing storms and now my seat is wet.  I have to change! What must I wear?? Depends??  I thought I’d retire but my mind runs full steam ahead like an old locomotive.  The wheels are turning and I smell smoke!  Throw another log onto the fire – oh wait – that’s if you’re cold, another scenario, not for June.  Life is so darn complicated!  I can’t even decide which shoes to wear as my feet are wet from being outside!  Should I go inside??  Maybe I should. I don’t know!!….