Pass Over

The Gypsy Mama

 

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The prompt is: AFRAID

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When being afraid grows into cold, hard fear…

there is one thing in my life that gives me that feeling.

It is not made up, it is very real…and that is why it gnaws at me.

I can’t really talk about it. Not in a blog post.

I’ve learned to not think about it. Not dwell on it. To compartmentalize it.

Because if I don’t do that it will completely overwhelm me.

A mother’s love is a fierce thing.

And yet, fear can be insidious. It is able to worm its way into the heart. Its tentacles strangling.

Oh God, remember me, just as you did the Hebrew mothers during the Passover.

The blood of the lamb over the doorposts to the house…

and now, Your blood, the Lamb, sacrificed for us.

 The blood will be a sign for you on the houses where you are, and when I see the blood, I will pass over you. Exodus 11:13 NIV

 

The Angel of Death and the First Passover (ill...

The Angel of Death and the First Passover (illustration from the 1897 Bible Pictures and What They Teach Us by Charles Foster) (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

Meant For Good

Joseph, as a teenager, was most favored by his father. His brothers resented him and were jealous of the place he held in his father’s heart. Joseph spoke of dreams that caused his siblings to seethe inside. Gnawing bitterness grew to rage. He was stripped of his robe, thrown in a dry cistern and later sold into slavery.

English: Joseph Interprets the Dreams While in...

Joseph lived in a foreign country, away from family and friends. An official’s wife tried to seduce him, and then lied about it. Joseph did hard time in prison for crimes he didn’t commit. He was an interpreter of dreams, and yet his friends from prison turned their backs on him as soon as they had opportunity.

Life was rough for Joseph. Seemingly unfair. Had God forgotten him? Didn’t He care? Why was he here? He didn’t deserve this. He had done nothing wrong.

He again used his gift of dream interpretation. He became known to Pharaoh. He earned a high position, and friendship with royalty. Life changed for Joseph.

From a pit…to a promise.

God had not forsaken him.

Joseph went on to help his family during a severe famine. He took care of them. He loved them.

He forgave them. He was not bitter over his brothers treatment of him, because he was able to look back…

and see God’s plan. God’s provision.

19 But Joseph said to them (his brothers), “Don’t be afraid. Am I in the place of God? 20 You intended to harm me, but God intended it for good to accomplish what is now being done, the saving of many lives. 21 So then, don’t be afraid. I will provide for you and your children.” And he reassured them and spoke kindly to them.  Genesis 50:19-21  NIV

How many times do I look at the circumstances in my own life and wonder where God is at?

When I’m in the midst of the plan…..too far in to go back, and not far enough out to see the end result…. it can be scary.

I need to remember to trust that God intends good for me…

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Thanking Him today for all the things that are good in my life:

* warm sunshine on my face

* the scent of freshly washed linens

* bare feet

* checking off items on my to do list

* wrapping gifts for little ones

* finding a chore already done by my son

* crock pot dinner

* work completed

* new ideas

* a compliment from a friend

* encouragement

* when I get a glimpse of the plan

* knowing that God is good and He does love me

What Is My Worth?

Our Kitchen Counter

Image by Josh Michtom via Flickr

The morning is quiet.

Time to think…before the day begins

I prepare breakfast.

Pour coffee

Wipe down counters

Notice the fur bunnies that need to be swept

See the explosion in the microwave, that needs to be cleaned

Remember an activity the kids want to attend

Remind children of school work that needs completed

There is laundry to wash before a trip

The big and little things that make up the life of a mom

My life

Sometimes the day to day is overwhelming….other days I am bored.

I look in the mirror.

I wonder what my life is worth?

On days when I don’t feel like what I do is exciting, or interesting…

When I feel trapped in the mundane

I am reminded of what I am truly worth to the One that loves me beyond measure.

It is WHO I know that gives me value.

It is WHAT I know about Him that brings me worth.

It is WHERE I go that fills me.

It is WHEN I go that humbles me.

It is WHY I go

To live……

 

New International Version (©1984) Luke 12:24
Consider the ravens: They do not sow or reap, they have no storeroom or barn; yet God feeds them. And how much more valuable you are than birds!

New International Version (©1984) Hebrews 11:26
He regarded disgrace for the sake of Christ as of greater value than the treasures of Egypt, because he was looking ahead to his reward.

3 Your beauty should not come from outward adornment, such as elaborate hairstyles and the wearing of gold jewelry or fine clothes. 4 Rather, it should be that of your inner self, the unfading beauty of a gentle and quiet spirit, which is of great worth in God’s sight. I Peter 3: 3-4 NIV

The World Is Going Loco!

Drug War from my window

Image by guillermogg via Flickr

This morning I read a sad story about a mother in depression. Her husband is deployed….she shot her 2 teenage children and was going to then kill herself. Two teenagers dead, a mother in prison. A military man coming home to a family that no longer exists. Heartbreaking.

There are law enforcement officers being intentionally shot practically every day this past week.  What about the guy in Detroit who just walked in the police station and started shooting? Men and women who choose to put themselves in dangers way, on the front lines of all the craziness…..to serve and protect us. Who protects them?

A bank robber in Maryland, using an innocent bystander as a human shield. She didn’t wake up that morning knowing that she could possibly be killed by some madman.

The Mexican drug cartel, shooting and killing a missionary, as she and her husband ran for the border. Turns out the drug runners wanted the couples new truck. To the cartel a person’s life is of no value.

Multiple people killed in Egypt as the protests continues. A country in chaos.

Our world has gone insane. I know there have always been crazy, clinically depressed, or suicidal people among us. When people aren’t thinking straight they do unbelievable things. Those are just a few circumstances, but it seems like there is more and more rampant evil running amok…living among us.

Doesn’t it seem like the world is running at full tilt, straight to utter chaos? Straight to it’s total demise?

I turn on the news anymore and I want to cry. It makes me want to pull my family close to me and slam the front door shut…keep the world at bay. It is a scary place out there. I know one shouldn’t stay focused on all that…..but, pretending it doesn’t exist isn’t the answer either.

Sorry, that this post is depressing…but, sometimes that is just the way it is.