Earthquake

So, California has been rockin and rolling lately. Earthquakes have a special way of reminding a person that nothing in life is stable. I remember being a kid during the 1994 Northridge earthquake. For those of you non Californians, or those of you new to the golden state, earthquakes are a seismic event in which the earth literally shakes underneath you. Californians know this simply, as a Tuesday. I know it as the Lord speaking loud and clear and waking me up from my stagnancy.

In that 94 quake, I lived about 10 miles northeast of the epicenter. The magnitude of this quake was pretty massive. It was registered as a 6.7 but I remember it feeling a lot harder than that. I was a child and all I can remember is that I was woken up at 4:30 in the morning to the blinds on our windows pounding against the glass. I was sleeping next to my mother who woke my sister and I up and as the woman of faith that she is, she rushed us to our knees at the foot of the bed so that we could pray for the shaking to stop.

The shaking was so intense that my grandmother who was sleeping in another room barely made it out to meet us as we all tried to walk our way down a flight of stairs as the whole house was groaning. My older sister was screaming for the dog while I was trying to walk barefoot and pants less (I was a kid, mind you) down a flight of stairs to get to our table. My grandmother, my mom, my sister and I rushed through the fallen debris and broken furniture that blocked our way to safety. I remember having to climb over our fallen entertainment unit just to make it to the table and once we were there, we held on for dear life. The initial quake lasted only 20 seconds, but the aftershocks were equally as intense. In essence, the shaking never ceased. The quakes went on for minutes, then days, then weeks, and yes, even months.

My single mother, her elderly mother my sister and I lived outside of our home in my brothers van eating hotdogs and camping for a good solid month. The aftershocks were so intense that we couldn’t even enter into our home. During this time my mother and my brother had a real estate business and their office literally collapsed. My mother’s desk was completely covered in heavy debris. Something that I believe caused earthquake PTSD in her… but that’s a story for another day…

So when I say that earthquakes wake people up, I literally mean earthquakes WAKE. PEOPLE. UP.

As a kid I recall thinking, “I just want this shaking to stop!” I remember feeling completely unstable and completely unsafe. The feeling of instability and uncertainty was, and dare I say, still is haunting. Going through all of that as a child I felt the only place that was safe was to be somewhere in the sky. In essence, I wanted a Jetson house. As a Californian, my story with Earthquakes won’t end. Nevertheless, the Lord will continue to use them to wreck my heart and mind… in a great, albeit it, intense way.

This past month’s earthquakes were tiny reminders that “nothing is stable!” As I had to get my now, elderly (young elderly, but elderly nonetheless) mother and my disabled older sister under our same kitchen table I almost broke down over the sorrow of watching them both get on the floor. The unsteady floor that refused to stop shaking. We did just what we did when I was a kid. We sat there, three grown daughters of the Lord and just held on and prayed. It was hurting my heart that my mom and sister were on the floor, but it was also creeping up on me that I was FEARFUL of the fact that nothing is stable. We control NOTHING.

And THAT is when the Lord had my undivided attention.

So up until the earthquakes, I’d been acting a fool. Let me simplify that veiled confession. I’d been disobedient to the Lord with my affections. My devotion was on myself. What I wanted, when I wanted it, how I wanted it. With everything. With all my sins of choice. Ready for some honesty? Pleasure seeking sins: food, escaping into TV, worry and massive amounts of fear. I had been a fear machine. That was the most surprising thing. I was fearful of all things. It was any twinge of body pain, any change in my life, I was a mess.

Then the Lord shook me awake and here I am. AWAKE! (More on this later)

Friends, the world is unpredictable. Life and finances, relationships and health. We are promised nothing. There is no guarantee that you will make it to 100, to next year, next month, tomorrow or even tonight. Nothing IS stable…

But the love of Christ.

    Who else takes all your secret filth and redeems it to be white as snow (Isaiah 1:18)?
    Who else redeems your tragedies and your pain and restores to you hope and healing (Jeremiah 30:17, Joel 2:25-32)?
    Who else has compassion on you when you were at your darkest (Romans 5:8)?
    Who else is trustworthy to fulfill all He’s promised (Joshua 21:45)?
    Who else will go before you and fight for you (Exodus14:14)?
    Who else promises to set you free (John 8:36)?
    Who else restores all things (Acts 3:19-21, Revelation 21:5)?
    Who else cannot lie to you (Hebrews 6:18)?
    Who else promises to finish the work they’ve begun in/with you (Philippians 1:6)?

It’s simple. NO ONE.

No one has ever and will ever do all of this for you. So yeah, the earth is shaking, rolling, and groaning. Yeah life is crazy and unpredictable and often times against us. Nothing. Is. Stable.

But, God.

Let these quakes shake you awake beloved.

He is coming soon.

Will you be found awake??

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Cartwheel

I had a restful weekend. I thank thee for this, O Lord. As it’s been a whirlwind of a month…

Wait! What is this?! A random post a year a half later on this poor little website that never gets any love!? Is anyone still reading this?  

Yes. Alas, I am here. VeeCee the giant slayer! Still killing my goliath! Still slaying this giant! Still at the throne of God doing my all to obey and honor Him with all that I am.

1.5 years after that little piggy post, I find myself in a whole new job (started in February this year), healed from a work injury that left me with 9 stitches and two awesome scars that have finally, 3.5 months later, healed. I am back in school pursuing a degree in something I never imagined and no it’s not nursing. Here I am. Where my hurting yet resilient feet are.

How are you my friends? I was reminded by the Lord that I used to blog. It was a sweet thing for me. I haven’t even considered writing again in all these months, but now… I edited and revamped this site and here we go. There’s no theme for the writing, or focus. Just a girl with a desire to please her Adonai with all she’s got. Here goes everything. Again… 🙂

 

Today I was at Church and there was such a large crowd as VBS just ended. Tons of new kids and families were present. It was so encouraging. As everyone is trying to move around and get from one place to another, a little girl- most likely 6 years old, is walking in front of her dad and she decides to do a cartwheel as she walks. Dad doesn’t skip a beat, as if she does this all the time, and he just lovingly smiled and kept walking. Fully accepting of his daughter’s quirks and adorableness. All the people that were walking and trying to get through didn’t even sense the pause. They all walked with purpose. Never even noticed the child.

In all the hustle and bustle of people pushing through to get somewhere, the daughter stopped to be herself, and the father just allowed her to do so. This really encouraged me!

See, I am a daughter to a Heavenly Father who knows that I am full of quirks and oddities (Some of you know this too) and yeah, I guess some adorableness too, sometimes. And lately I’ve been walking in some great doubt and unbelief about who He is.

I had a spiritually hard week where I felt like the enemy was coming against me daily. I battled some big Goliath’s this week and really had to face some ugliness within me. Lies that we’re telling me that I could somehow strive to be a better child of God and that the reason for my misery was that I wasn’t trying hard enough. I kept hearing lies about what God requires of me and I was really overwhelmed with the burden of striving.

I had been striving for growth and change. And all the while the Lord is watching my quirks and oddities and doing all to remind me with a smile, that I need not do anything special in order for him to love me. There is nothing I can accomplish that will make him love me more.

What I forget sometimes is that I am FULLY loved. Does that resonate with you? Fully loved. Completely loved. No stipulations, no expectations, no human insecurities, but fully and completely loved, just the way I am. Not thinner, or smarter, or prettier. Just the way I am.

A brother once told me, “no amount of striving can make him love you more.” This is the truth that crushed the lies for me this week. I am never more loved in any single moment, than at this very moment. And I can say that every single moment. Whether I’m in sin or obedience. The love of the father never changes. Meditate on that! And none of this love was earned in any way. “But God shows his love for us in that while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.” -Romans 5:8.

Friends, do you know this love?

This week I had to put to death these lies that we’re stealing my joy and purpose. This daughter struggled and was doing cartwheels of panic and fear (more details on all this later) and her Father, didn’t even miss a beat, he let her be who she is, but not without destroying those lies with love! The whole world kept on spinning, but me and my Abba, had a moment and we just kept on walking. For this, I am beyond grateful. O my Adonai, no blogposts can ever sum up my love for you.

Friends, YOU are loved. Let His love wash over you and forget the to do’s and the pressing lists of slavery to unfit masters that never deliver a sense of accomplishment [chores]. Rest in the loving embrace of a Father who loves you just as you are. For today, for this moment, that’s enough. Strive no longer my friend. Rest. Do a cartwheel and rejoice that you are fully known. And you are fully loved, by a good, good father.

Who shall separate us from the love of Christ? Shall tribulation, or distress, or persecution, or famine, or nakedness, or danger, or sword?

As it is written,

“For your sake we are being killed all the day long;

    we are regarded as sheep to be slaughtered.”

No, in all these things we are more than conquerors through him who loved us. For I am sure that neither death nor life, nor angels nor rulers, nor things present nor things to come, nor powers, nor height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God in Christ Jesus our Lord.” -Romans 8:35-39

Little Piggy

It’s 3:26am. I lie awake on my sick bed. Wondering why I stopped blogging. It’s been a year and some change my friends. Where did I go? Oh words can not sum up the distance I’ve traveled as I’ve sat still over this year. The last time I blogged was my birthday last year. So that means I haven’t written anything here for 1 yr and 12 days.

I guess I’ve been busy. I wish I could type an uplifting update that I’ve reached all my weight loss goals and that life has been easier because of my success with it all. But the truth is, I can’t say any of that. I saw lots of success in my absent year. I did so well last year that I was 4 lbs away from my 1st goal. That was my best weight! But, being as wretched as I am, I sabotaged that and here I am, back at what feels like rock bottom.

I didn’t know what to title this blog, because honestly I didn’t plan to blog at 3am. But alas, here I am. Crying out to the Lord. Crying out for freedom, for healing, for comfort, for restoration, for peace. And I guess I felt it was time to share it with the world, again. Is anyone even here?

I’m writing from a broken place. Broken heart, broken spirit, broken body.

See, I broke my pinky toe. The little piggy who is very literally crying wee, wee, wee, all the way home. I have one broken toe and a sprained toe next to it covered in shades of purple and green. Why you ask? Let’s just sum it up to barefoot vs. wooden bed post. I lost.

I don’t know why the Lord has such grace and mercy on me. I don’t know why He continues to reach for me. If I were Him… I’d be a terrible god, let me just say that. But, if I were Him, I’d have given up on me a long time ago!

I woke up thinking about having a seared conscience. In Romans 1, it’s seen how the Lord gave people over to their sin. They didn’t want to change, or surrender, so he let them go. He gave them over to their sin.

I’m thinking of that this morning because I went to see my primary PA this week because of my foot. I haven’t seen her since 12/16. Granted 2017 will forever be the hardest year of life, and that year I was consumed with turmoil and pain so visiting her was the last thing on my mind… but yeah I haven’t seen her in a while. I moved cities so the last Doctor I saw was closer to home in 10/17. I was doing well at that time. I was eating a vegan diet, and all my numbers were great. But now, here I am, where my numbers aren’t great, and my diet isn’t clean and I’m at that rock bottom place again.

All of this to say that when I saw her on Friday, she treated me like I was a stranger. She treated me like I had a seared conscience. She treated me like she had given up on me and given me over to my sin. I suppose I deserve it. Here I am, a year and 3 months later and I’m heavier than I was when I saw her last, and I’m eating poorly and refusing to do what she’s told me to do for years now. She treated me how I would treat me if I were God! I’m literally awake at this moment pondering how horrible a feeling that was. To be dismissed like that.

And still. The Lord never dismisses me as such. I have given God every reason to turn away, reject, and leave me! And He has, time and again, refused to do it! He has refused to abandon me like my earthly father did, refused to reject me like the world does, refused to belittle me like modern medicine does. I have given my God every reason to RUN AWAY and yet… HE REMAINS!!!!!!

Who am I that you are mindful of me, Lord!? Why do you care about this little piggy, and my broken little piggy!? Oh Lord, here I am!!!! And…. I, surrender.

I surrender!

It’s 4am now, pondering life’s musings from my sick bed. I wanted to title this blog, “Failure.” Because that’s how it feels to be at this rocky bottom again. But as I sit and consider that Jesus has never once left my side, I realize that it’s not a failure to be here again. It’s not a failure to be “starting over,” cause I’m not in fact, starting over. I’m simply, getting up. I’m dusting myself off and picking up my battle armor and once again, choosing to endure. I’m choosing you, Lord. Choosing to put up a fight against this Goliath, against my flesh, against the lies that have been trying to eradicate me from the fight! This isn’t failure! This is the continuation of a story that God is still writing, in real time. The valleys are deep and the peaks are high. And all in all, may He be glorified.

I haven’t the wear with all to number the days any longer, but I’m here. I’ll check in as often as I can, if anyone even reads this. May you be encouraged, and blessed by God’s faithfulness, and NEVER MY OWN (or lack thereof).

I want to make true of what Lewis said…

“My prayer is that when I die, all of hell rejoices that I am out of the fight.”

-C.S. Lewis

This is my battlecry. It’s not failure, it’s a new day. Transform this little piggy oh Lord, restore to me what the locusts have eaten!!

On ward soldiers, it’s time to endure!

Birthday

Hey friends… so I’m like almost a full month behind on my “daily” blog here. I will eventually catch up. Here’s where I’m at…
1.) 14 lbs away from reaching my first goal of being under 400 lbs.

2.) Moving. Is. STRESSFUL.

3.) Broken heart, relationships, family, and health.

4.) But God. IS GOOD and He will make a way!
5.) This past month, I’ve been beaten and broken and crushed and persecuted. But God, again in His Sovereign grace keeps me in his grip!!! I’m still pursuing Him. Pray for me friends.

6.) Today is my birthday. It’s been an emotionally exhausting day. I’m overwhelmed with sorrow but I’m fighting to endure!!! Oh be with me, Jesus. I know you are! Give me strength!

7.) Reading the book of John and its washing me anew.
8.) Food is okay. Tempted to give in today. But, I’m fighting on.

9.) I have an urge to run away. God give me courage to stay.

10.) I’ll try to catch up! Lord bless you all.

Go

Not wanting to go to gym. Woke up, opened my eyes and am just not in the mood! NO!!!! My goal for these next five weeks is to slowly push myself to walking/lightly jogging more and more. So last week I pushed myself to jog, this week I’m pushing myself to go farther. My legs are sore and I DON’T WANT TO!!!!! NOOOOOO!!!

Twenty minutes later…

Dragged myself out of the bed and saw my workout clothes staring at me with that, “Don’t you want to play?” look!! UGH! Put my clothes on. WAAAAHHHHH. Oh Lord, here’s my life. When you say go, I will go. Sigh. I am tired though. But I will. I will go. 😦

Copernican Principle

So I cannot stop thinking about something my Astronomy professor said yesterday. In discussing Copernicus and the heliocentric universe, he spoke about how great a discovery it must have been back in the day when Copernicus noted that Earth was just one of many planets and that they in fact went around the sun, instead of the sun going around them. He said that one of the greatest lessons we can take away from this is that we are not special. He noted that there is even a principle in the world of Cosmology and Science as a whole called the “Copernican Principle” in which (in his words) essentially says, that we are not special and any idea that puts man in the center of a theory or principle is suspect.

I couldn’t believe my ears. He has made clear that he is neither an atheist nor a believer. Yet he is an evolution believing Astrophysicist who ironically revers, [as most scientist do], the work of Sir Isaac Newton, a Creationist who loved and wrote about God, quite frequently. It all makes me laugh. However, I digress.

I love this professor. He’s very smart, and funny, but his understanding of the Copernican principle made my jaw drop. Think about those words. “Any idea that puts man at the center, is suspect.” That is the very thing the world, and most, if not all religion does.

It is in fact the world [and its religions, philosophies and worldviews therein] that tells man that man can be gods. Man can one day reach perfection, or enlightenment or any other form of nirvana that man pursues. Man elevates himself by revering his own mind and capacity to learn, understand and reason. In praising IQ, knowledge and even his own piety Man elevates himself to the center of his own worship- SELF. Thus living out the Copernican Principle. This idea with man at the center, is incredibly suspect.

Yet, Scripture teaches us a different thing!

Ephesians 2 (NIrV)

You were living in your sins and lawless ways. But in fact you were dead. You used to live as sinners when you followed the ways of this world. You served the one who rules over the spiritual forces of evil. He is the spirit who is now at work in those who don’t obey God. At one time we all lived among them. Our desires were controlled by sin. We tried to satisfy what they wanted us to do. We followed our desires and thoughts. God was angry with us like he was with everyone else. That’s because of the kind of people we all were. But God loves us deeply. He is full of mercy. So he gave us new life because of what Christ has done. He gave us life even when we were dead in sin. God’s grace has saved youGod raised us up with Christ. He has seated us with him in his heavenly kingdom. That’s because we belong to Christ Jesus. He has done it to show the riches of his grace for all time to come. His grace can’t be compared with anything else. He has shown it by being kind to us. He was kind to us because of what Christ Jesus has doneGod’s grace has saved you because of your faith in Christ. Your salvation doesn’t come from anything you do. It is God’s gift. It is not based on anything you have done. No one can brag about earning it10 We are God’s creation. He created us to belong to Christ Jesus. Now we can do good works. Long ago God prepared these works for us to do.

Ephesians 2 proves that man didn’t come up with The Bible’s truths and teachings. It proves man hasn’t changed or rigged the word. Because who would want to give glory to someone else rather than themselves? Every religion, philosophy, theory and worldview out there looks to elevate self and not One Supreme Creator who designed the world and all of life with beautiful and intricate intelligent design.

I can apply the Copernican principle to my battle with my Goliath. I am not special. I simply revolve and rotate around the SON! I am not special, and I am not able to do this on my own. He alone, King Jesus Christ alone gives me everything I need to live and honor Him. Amen Lord. Thank you that even in the midst of secular learning, you are found. If we didn’t worship, the rocks would cry out!! Hallelujah!

Sisterhood

Had an amazing time of fellowship with my sisters today. We all shared where we are and how life is going and I just have to say that what the Psalmist wrote is very, very true. “Behold how good and pleasant it is, when God’s people dwell together in unity.” –Psalm 133:1

If you are not dwelling together with a body, I encourage you to reach out. There is nothing satan wants more than to keep us alone and isolated. When I am alone, isolating myself on purpose, all I am thinking about is sin. How I can sin and what sin I can get into. Left to my own devices, I am absolutely self-destructive and I will get myself in deep trouble. I am like Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde. Absolute wickedness inside of my heart, which scripture assures me is “wicked and desperately sick” (Jeremiah 17:9). This duality of man exists in all of us, and I assure you that if you are not sharing your life with others, it will end badly. We are called to confess to one another and to meet daily so we won’t be deceived by the wickedness of sin. I am so thankful for this sisterhood and the beautiful, albeit short time we spent together tonight. Thank you Lord.

Dishes

There used to be a church down the street from my house that had a billboard on its lawn that read, “Do something great for God.” This billboard used to drive me crazy. I started thinking of it because I faced a dilemma this evening. Wash the dishes, or don’t wash the dishes? What to do?

Often times, because of our “Christianese” language and how we’ve been programmed, we want to do something “great” for the Lord. Back in Bible College, all my classmates were studying to be overseas missionaries and many achieved that goal. All the while I ended up caring for my family and living at home. Yippee, right?

It’s so easy to dream of being the next Francis Chan or Mother Teresa. It’s easy to compare and wish you could be something “bigger” or “greater” than you currently are. Most of our missions are small in comparison to famous people such as them. When we think about doing something “great” for God we can easily miss the “greatness” He has in store for us in our everyday existence. The truth is that you don’t have to go overseas to be a missionary. As a caregiver, I’ve learned that my everyday life is my mission. I know that seeking Jesus involves a daily funeral for myself. Truth be told, it is not easy or fun to dig our plots and bury our skin daily, but alas, it’s what we’ve been called to do.

In dealing with all of this food stuff, I keep coming back to the same thing. Lord, I want You to be enough. What’s with this constant craving? Why am I so unsatisfied? Why do I desire and dream of my own form of greatness instead of understanding the greatness I’ve been given? JESUS. Jesus is the greatest gift anyone could ever receive. What is it within us that thinks He’s not enough? Why Lord, why do I not understand that you are more than enough?

And then I think back to that stupid intrusive “Do something great for God” sign and here I am years later, and I’m still asking myself if God is really enough, and I’m supposed to act like I don’t still dream of being in Africa doing medical missions, loving orphans, and curing AIDS? I’m supposed to desire something great, yet be satisfied in Him as enough when I don’t get to do the GREAT things I apparently think I should be doing?! What!?

Then, it hits me. The something great I am doing for God, is surrendering every right, want, dream, and tool of self-preservation. The GREAT thing I can do for God is to get out of His way. It hits me. And instead of pummeling me with stings, it soothes my weary heart with His ever gentle love.

Jesus wants me to surrender and be willing to do what He calls me to. Even if that means ten years of schooling before I can serve in Africa, if I serve there. Even if that means changing my father’s diapers, even though I don’t think he ever changed mine. Even if that means watching loved ones pass, even if that means surrendering the right to marry, have children, eat pizza or sugar, buy clothes, sleep comfortably, have a roof over my head, have a car, watch the Lord of The Rings trilogy in one sitting- yes, the great thing I can do for God, is to surrender and be lead in the doing because the truth is that nothing I can do or bring to God is of any worth. The purpose of the Gospel is to love God, and love others and to serve as He says, leads, and calls. Period. All I have to do is seek Him, and the doing gets done.

In doing something great for God, I have been learning that all my little surrenders, things like serving my father (when he was alive), and serving my family now, amount to Him doing something Great in me. When I am in Him, serving Him, glorifying Him, He changes me. He is great in me, when I am clinging to Him, surrendering whatever I feel completes me.

No one wants to take the trash out. I’m staring at this pile of dishes and I am fighting all of me on this because I am tired, and I know my housemates are tired too. And I know that I can love them well by doing it. But who wants to do the dishes?? Can they even be done to the glory of God?? Does Francis Chan wash dishes?? Isn’t he busy learning and studying and growing with the Lord all day long? Does that include dishes, does he surrender his time hanging out with Chris Tomlin to serve his family and wash the dishes?!?! (Francis used to be my pastor, and I’m certain he washes dishes. Lol)

Seriously though who wants to do the dirty work? I remember clipping fingernails, changing diapers, and bathing an 82 yr old combative Dementia patient. I remember doing his laundry, and spending hours in the kitchen cooking meals, and cleaning the beds, the floors, the whole house, and even still, having to drive people around all day. My life still looks this way, despite my father’s passing. In a typical day, I am driving my niece, nephew, mom and sister around most of the day. It’s not a dream job, but it’s a job that must be done. And when I surrender my wants and my rights, I find the Great God that is doing something GREAT in me, instead of me longing for the other way around.

I die a little more every day. And no matter how unappealing that sounds, it is the best dream of my life. That one day, I will be fully given to Jesus and living in absolute abandon to His good and perfect will. Now, let me reiterate that I don’t do any of this perfectly. In dying daily, I am SUCKING at it! Some days are easier than others. But the point I am making is that we who profess to love the Lord must be willing to surrender OUR dreams of greatness, dare I even say, “success” and live in the GREATNESS he has called us to. Your life, your children, your marriage, your job, your home, your sin struggles, your thoughts, your finances, your worries, your fears, your doubts, yea even your sleeping can be done to the glory of God. There is greatness in all of that, if your perspective and purpose is set on Jesus Christ as King and Lord, everything you do in your daily life can be you doing something great for God. So, yippee indeed. Here goes everything, as I grab this sponge and soap and begin to lather up this pile of dishes. I know that my surrender is the best thing I can do right now.

The point of living is glorifying God in everything. Because this life is not about what work I can do to save me, but rather what or how I can elevate Jesus and what He’s done for me and how He’s saved me. So, yes, the answer is, yes Jesus, you are enough. And yes, intrusive billboard that used to be down the street from me that still comes to mind often, yes. Let’s do something great for God!

Let’s start with surrender.

 

Astronomy

Oh I don’t think I can contain the emotion! I am beyond excited! My astronomy class begins today! I’ll be honest. My nerd flag flies pretty high for very few things. Besides Jesus, its Dinosaurs, Jazz and ASTRONOMY!! (Okay, okay and Lord of The Rings, Theatre, books and tea. But, I’m trying to make myself cooler here, so just go with it).

I’ve been dying to take this class for a few years now, but microbiology, chemistry, and biology took precedence. (I’m not helping my case for cool at all here.) But alas, I must confess, that I am ecstatic that this class starts today! I cannot wait to better understand this beautiful world that my YHWH created. I’m pretty positive it will be taught from a secular person who doesn’t believe in the Lord, but I am thrilled nonetheless. I feel so very close to the Lord when I am looking at the vastness of space. I imagine what He was thinking as He named stars! Sigh… such beauty and romance. Oh Lord, thank you for being the SUBLIME Creator! Thank you for giving me the ability to create as well!

Just a few verses about the Lord’s handiwork (Astronomy).

“By the word of the LORD the heavens were made, and by the breath of His mouth all their host.” –Psalm 33:6

“God made the two great lights, the greater light to govern the day, and the lesser light to govern the night; He made the stars also.” –Genesis 1:16

(*The totally nonchalant way that is written is CRAZY to me. “He made the stars also.” Unreal! There are literally billions of stars in an infinite space, and so easily, he made the stars also!!! UGH!!! My beloved King, I bow before thee!!!)

 “Lift up your eyes on high and see who has created these stars, the One who leads forth their number, He calls them all by name; because of the greatness of His might and the strength of His power, not one of them is missing.” –Isaiah 40:26

“He counts the number of the stars; He gives names to all of them. Great is our Lord and abundant in strength; His understanding is infinite.” –Psalm 147:4-5

“Can you bind the chains of the Pleiades, or loose the cords of Orion? Can you lead forth a constellation in its season, and guide the Bear with her children? Do you know the ordinances of the heavens, or fix their rule over the earth?” –Job 38:31-33                                                       [this is the Lord speaking to Job about himself.]

“He who made the Pleiades and Orion and changes deep darkness into morning, who also darkens day into night, who calls for the waters of the sea and pours them out on the surface of the earth, the LORD is His name.” –Amos 5:8

WOW! Talk about amazing! Thank you Lord! Wow!

Oh, by the way, food’s been clean and healthy. Praises to King Jesus! He alone does the work. I just show up. Go Jesus!!

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