How we Speak, Reflects Who We Are

How do the words we use on a day to day basis reflect on our intellect, and our reputation, and do we care?

My daughter and I were talking about the problem of vulgar language in our world today, and she brought up an interesting point. The classic movie “Gone With The Wind” released in 1939 is famous for a specific line Rhett Butler wields at Scarlett. “Frankly, my dear, I don’t give a damn”. At the time “damn” was an unusually shocking word to hear in America.

Oh my how we’ve digressed.

Many may argue that the word “damn” has evolved and doesn’t necessarily mean what it use to.

Take the “F” word epidemic we are facing today. Check out the articles I found online with regards to this issue.

http://www.mlive.com/entertainment/flint/index.ssf/2011/08/from_the_comments_is_the_f-wor.html

Hollywood’s Language Problem

Let us do ourselves a favour, and actually think about what we say, and why we say it, and whether it is adding or subtracting to our lives, and the lives of those aroundhonest and powerful us.

I refuse to accept cussing as my cultural norm, and believe that my writing and speech can be both honest, and powerful without including vulgarity.

Most importantly, as a believer I know that what comes out of my mouth, reveals what is inside my heart (Matthew 15:18).

What comes out of my mouth reveals who I am.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

We Do Not Have to Be Afraid.

I am always in the process of learning. Jesus is continually taking me deeper. As I move forward I long to make sense of everything around me. Or maybe I long for heaven and home? However, it is better to get to know Jesus, and understanding will come, (Phil 3:10 ESV).

Without Jesus my natural instinct is to make sense of things by pointing fingers, and elevating my righteous choices over another’s, (Romans 3:23).

And I pause…..If Christ in his mercy has called me, then how do I respond to my brother, (1 Timothy 1:15-16)?

The power of God’s Word, along with a recent discussion with a mentor, is teaching me to analyze how I think, and react to the world around me. Just because I believe in Christ, doesn’t mean I’m incapable of making bad judgement calls.

Why do we alienate those who have made different choices than ourselves? We may tell ourself it is because we want people to do the right thing, according to the scripture. Who does that sound like? Someone more concerned with the right religious act, than the value of one’s soul, (Matthew 23:23,24).

Is it wrong to hang out with those who do not believe, or do not abide by God’s commandments? Who did Jesus hang out with, (Luke 19:1-10)? And once a relationship was established what did he ask for, (John 8:11)?

We alienate others because of fear, (Matthew 10:28)?

Is it possible we are afraid to befriend a specific person because of what others may think? Are we afraid we’re not equipped to explain our faith? Then we need to get equipped, (1 Peter 3:15). And here’s a reality check, are we living in such a way that someone wants to know about our faith?

Are we afraid others may cause us to question our beliefs? Can that not be part of the process of working our faith out daily, (Phil 2:12,13)?

If we are seeking first the Kingdom, and His righteousness, we need not be afraid, (Matthew 6:33).

If we are abiding in Him, He is abiding in us, (John 15:4).

In this atmosphere we are unafraid, and excited about the relationships Jesus will bring into our lives, and the faith conversations we will have about Him, (John 14:6).

We do not have to be afraid (John 16:33).

 

 

 

 

 

Understanding the Times

 

Everyone is changing their mind, or getting on the band wagon, or losing conviction, or…..and the list goes on.

So she wrote her little song on a cold winter’s day,                                             tucked the tears in her heart, sent the music to play.                                                  To fly to Jesus like a bird on the wind,                                                                          He’s coming again someday.

She knows they have their reasons for drifting away,                                             ’cause she’s caught herself in seasons of dry bones,                                                  but a change of heart is different than changing your mind,                                and the road ahead looks more and more alone.

So she strums her little song on a sweet summer’s night,                                     holds His promises close, as her whispers take flight.                                             They fly to Jesus like a bird on the wind,                                                                     He’s coming again someday.

And she contemplates the choices, the give and the take.                                     She’s no stranger to the voices man is prone.                                                          She’ll change her mind on coffee, but anchor her heart                                           on the only One who’s going to lead her home.

The hours are fleeting, the daylight is but a glow on the sea.                                   And there’s a meeting she’s keeping, she sings –                                                       He’s coming for me.

So she sings His mighty song on the battlefield line,                                                with His sword in her hand and a victory cry.                                                        They fly to Jesus like a bird on the wind,                                                                   He’s coming again someday.

And she mourns the soldiers falling, the left and the right.                                     She hears the scoffers calling to her soul.                                                                    But her heart is pressing forward and leaving behind,                                            each word that stands against the truth she knows.

Cindy Palin ©July 2016 All Rights Reserved

   The other day my daughter and I were praying, and some of her words reminded me of how I usually pray at the piano and write… Above is a word picture of a songwriter’s heart contemplating the signs of the times, and the affects thereof.

And scripture tells us…

And Jesus answered them, “See that no one leads you astray. For many will come in my name, saying, ‘I am the Christ,’ and they will lead many astray. And you will hear of wars and rumours of wars. See that you are not alarmed, for this must take place, but the end is not yet. For nation will rise against nation, and kingdom against kingdom, and there will be famines and earthquakes in various places.  All these are but the beginning of the birth pains.

“Then they will deliver you up to tribulation and put you to death, and you will be hated by all nations for my name’s sake. And then many will fall away and betray one another and hate one another. And many false prophets will arise and lead many astray. And because lawlessness will be increased, the love of many will grow cold. But the one who endures to the end will be saved. And this gospel of the kingdom will be proclaimed throughout the whole world as a testimony to all nations, and then the end will come” (Matthew 24:4-14 ESV).

 

 

But for the LIGHT

The light of life is what our hungry souls truly seek, but without the help of the Holy Spirit our natural self leans towards the darkness, where we can glorify ourselves.

superhero-JPG-56[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]Our culture at this time is inundated with superhero delirium, not because we seek a super hero, but because we seek to become one[/clickandtweet]. Human nature is all about self, unless the light of the world intercedes.

Again Jesus spoke to them, saying, “I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will not walk in darkness, but will have the light of life” (John 8:12 ESV).

 

 

Mercy, Mercy – Me.

Our desire for help is always heard, and we are always loved.

I am reminded of a day when I was running errands and a young woman came to mind. After her name had run through me several times I got the picture.

I drove up to her house and knocked on her door.

She was shaken to see me on the threshold. Turns out she had fallen off the wagon, and was afraid her child may be taken from her. She knew I was not social services, and her shoulders relaxed somewhat.

I had wanted to take her out for coffee, but she was in no shape to go. However, I realized I would be a miss if I didn’t take the opportunity to pray, and ask God for his help.

She wanted God’s help and we prayed, but when our prayer time was over something very important dawned on me. My spiritual antennae were tuning in. The prayer was the first step, there was another step that needed to be taken.

I asked very cautiously if the object of her bondage was still in her house, and she replied “yes”. I offered to take it out and get rid of it, or help her pour it down the drain.

Her reply was an adamant “no”.

Summoning my courage and leaning on the Lord, I explained to her that we had just asked God for help. Should we not now, take a step of obedience and remove temptation from the premises?

She was furious with me, and asked me to leave.

With great sadness I got back into my car, and realized I had been given the privilege to learn a valuable life lesson, or two or three.

If we are going to ask Jesus for help, we had better be prepared to take the help he offers.

How many times had I asked Jesus for help, and sent the help away?

Sometimes we don’t recognize his help for what it is, but more often times than not, if we are to be painfully honest with ourselves
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The most valuable lesson I learned that day was one of love. My friend had fallen off the wagon, and though I was terribly saddened about her circumstance I knew I still loved her, and in that moment I saw the way God sees me and my mistakes, and loves me still.

Mercy, mercy – me.

The Best Posture & Presence for any Situation

Reading in John 8 this morning something very beautiful struck me. It is the passage where Jesus arrives very early in the morning at the temple to teach. There, a religious group of people bring to him a woman who has been caught in adultery, hoping to trap Jesus somehow, and with the intent to stone her.

Many of you may be familiar with this story, and Christ’s famous words, he who is without sin cast the first stone (John 8:7b). So profound. Of course no one threw a single stone. One by one her accusers walked away.

However as I was reading I was struck by Christ’s posture. The sinner is brought into his presence, and he doesn’t tower over her in judgement, as you might think the Holy God of the universe should, instead he bends down to the ground and begins writing in the sand.

If you were caught in a guilty predicament and brought before Jesus, would you expect him to lower himself before you? I don’t believe he was condoning what she had done, but he was creating an atmosphere of forgiveness and love, taking on a posture of humility.

If you have hesitated to check out a local church because you feel you do not qualify, please remember this story. If you have been mistreated before by people who claim to be Christians. Remember no one is without sin (Romans 3:10)

I have learned three very important truths to apply to my life today.

  1. I will remember your posture my Lord. [clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]When foreigners or truth seekers appear at my door, I will not tower over them with an ere of condemnation[/clickandtweet], but I will take the position of a humble servant, that which you have exemplified to me.
  2. When confronted by a controversial issue I will quiet myself as you did, Jesus. Wow wouldn’t my parents have wanted to hear this in my teen-hood? Wouldn’t my children have benefited from this wisdom when they were little, and I was so young. I will take time to wait for your wisdom to speak to my spirit before I utter a word out loud.
  3. And, last but not least, I will speak your truth in love, knowing that true freedom is not found in our own way – but yours.

There will be times in my human fragility that I will make mistakes, but with your help may I reflect your posture and presence to all I meet.

Jesus told the woman to go and sin no more. He loved her, he offered her forgiveness, but he also made the truth very plain. In our attempt to exemplify Christ’s love it is vital we share His loving boundaries with others. Often we confuse love with tolerance. The best way I can think of concluding this thought is by sharing these verses,

“Do not be wise in your own eyes; fear the Lord and turn away from evil. It will be healing to your body and refreshment to your bones”. (Proverbs 3:7,8 NIV)

Find out for yourself, what God’s word says to you today!

Waiting at the Piano…

[clickandtweet handle=”” hashtag=”” related=”” layout=”” position=””]”My waiting at the piano to put thoughts to paper was actually[/clickandtweet] my spirit postured in prayer waiting for God to speak. By tracing the lyrics, I could see how His truth lyricsreveal-JPG-70had directed my life all along the way. As I read the lyrics, I saw my Faith Keeper pursuing me. I saw people’s faces, and how He’d inspired me to write song prayers for them. I saw the people God had prompted to pray on my behalf”

From Prologue – The Faith Keeper, by Cindy Palin

Word Alive Press

I remember the day…

…I found out I had a TEMPER!

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limitations-JPG-79On one specific occasion, after losing my cool, I threw myself on my knees beside my bed and cried out a very desperate prayer.

“Lord, if I can’t get it together, if I am going to keep losing my temper, then I need you to take me home and give my children another mom.”

 

 

I waited. Nothing happened. Several years passed and still nothing happened or so I thought. I guess I expected to be gone in a puff of smoke right then and there, and for God to replace me with ‘I Dream of Jeannie’.

He did replace me, everyday, I just couldn’t see it. By his love and grace, and patience I am no longer the same person I once was. The process has been slow, which reminds me of the other thing I’ve discovered – my absence of patience.

I am less of an emotional roller coaster today, probably because I get sleep, and my grown up kids let on like I wasn’t half bad.

But just when you think you’re getting a handle on parenting, the clock strikes twelve, and your kids have to parent you, grey hair ‘n all.