I totally LOVE this song, “Rattle!”…my dry bones are rattling, now that the stone’s been rolled away. The passage from which the song comes (Ezekiel 37) is above video.
Hoping those who celebrate Easter (Resurrection Sunday) are enjoying a meal with all the extras…and maybe a chocolate bunny or two🐤🐰🐤
I made a tropical cheesecake, YUM!* (photo & brief description at end of post…I might be persuaded to share recipe😉)
My Redeemer LIVES!! God bless you ALL!💖Zelda
“…‘Dry bones, listen to the word of the LORD! This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Look! I am going to put breath into you and make you live again! I will put flesh and muscles on you and cover you with skin. I will put breath into you, and you will come to life. Then you will know that I am the LORD.’”
So I spoke this message, just as he told me. Suddenly as I spoke, there was a rattling noise all across the valley. The bones of each body came together and attached themselves as complete skeletons. Then as I watched, muscles and flesh formed over the bones. Then skin formed to cover their bodies, but they still had no breath in them.
Then he said to me, “Speak a prophetic message to the winds, son of man. Speak a prophetic message and say, ‘This is what the Sovereign LORD says: Come, O breath, from the four winds! Breathe into these dead bodies so they may live again.’”
So I spoke the message as he commanded me, and breath came into their bodies. They all came to life and stood up on their feet..” Ezekiel 37:4-10, New Living Translation*
Much as I love the Thanksgiving and Christmas holidays, the Lenten season culminating with Easter (Resurrection Sunday) is more meaningful to me each year I grow older, closer in my relationship with God, the Lord Jesus, and Holy Spirit.
I hunger to know Him more fully and intimately, and thus I spend much time in the Bible, and listening to esteemed Bible teachers, pastors and Messianic rabbis. This year I read three of Max Lucado’s books which focus on what, and who, Jesus was busy with as he completed His journey to the Cross.
It’s a somber ponder for certain; difficult to grasp why He’d willingly lay down His life to satisfy the only just substitution possible, which God required to provide salvation for the doomed sinful world…specifically, for every “whosoever” that believes He’s the Son of God, and accepts the Father’s free gift of grace (forgiveness of sin) through Christ’s shed blood and resurrected life.
It’s taken the bulk of my 68 years to catch the revelation and begin to glimpse the mysteries…but even the small flickering glances are awesome, beautiful, gleaming with God’s glory, so that I swim rivers of tears between Ash Wednesday and Easter. I’ve not experienced love like my Heavenly Father and Jesus offer from any person on Earth…I don’t view myself worthy of His sacrificial love, so I’m beyond grateful God sees me through different, marveling eyes.
This relationship—nurtured as I trust Someone I can’t see, and walk with by faith, guided by the voice and move of the Holy Spirit—is mostly indescribable. Jesus is Hope, Healing, Joy, Wisdom, Strength, Comfort, Peace, unquenchably passionate Love. He is the Solution to every problem, challenge I’ll face (regardless how slow I am to see, hear Him); He fights my battles, ever victorious—because He recognizes I’m a weak vessel.
He’s daily Bread which feeds me, Living Water to satisfy my thirst. He’s Light in the darkness of life’s valleys. He’s the cherished Friend who walks beside me and understands me completely; before Him, I can be unflinchingly honest about my thoughts, feelings…He won’t mock me.
To know I’ll never be alone, abandoned is wonderful enough—but to have found, years ago, that I’m on a forever-adventure in which “boredom” doesn’t exist…it’s amazing, like His amazing grace.
The Cross is a visual of Love’s wide open arms, eager to embrace us…no matter where we’ve been, what we’ve done/said, how badly we stink. God keeps on loving us. He bears our burdens if we’re smart enough to cast them on Him, instead of pridefully posing: “I’m tough, strong, independent…I’ve got it together, don’t need rescuing, don’t need a Savior”.
The worst-kept secret is that EVERYONE needs the Savior, King of kings and Lord of lords. We’re desperate for release from some kind of locked cage…we can’t unchain ourselves, it’s impossible.
Each person born is given a choice he/she has to make for him/herself. Eternity is just around the corner, sooner for some than for others. Simple question: do you want to live forever at Heaven’s banquet table, with God and all His saints? Or would you prefer Hell’s Lake of Fire where there’s no companionship whatsoever—only echoing endless tormented weeping and relentless gnashing of teeth?
Those who choose Christ need never fear God’s judgment, for Jesus took the full weight of sin’s penalty upon Himself at the Cross. He’s the only Way, the Truth, the Life†.
I hope and pray to see you at His table.💖Zelda
“…There is One who came down from heaven, the Son of Man [Himself–whose home is in heaven]. Just as Moses lifted up the [bronze] serpent in the desert [on a pole], so must the Son of Man be lifted up [on the cross], so that whoever believes will in Him have eternal life [after physical death, and will actually live forever].
“For God so [greatly] loved and dearly prized the world, that He [even] gave His [One and] [a]only begotten Son, so that whoever believes and trusts in Him [as Savior] shall not perish, but have eternal life. For God did not send the Son into the world to judge and condemn the world [that is, to initiate the final judgment of the world], but that the world might be saved through Him. Whoever believes and has decided to trust in Him [as personal Savior and Lord] is not judged [for this one, there is no judgment, no rejection, no condemnation]; but the one who does not believe [and has decided to reject Him as personal Savior and Lord] is judged already [that one has been convicted and sentenced], because [b]he has not believed and trusted in the name of the [One and] only begotten Son of God [the One who is truly unique, the only One of His kind, the One who alone can save him].” John 3:13-18, The Amplified Bible*
†Jesus said to him, “I am the [only] Way [to God] and the [real] Truth and the [real] Life; no one comes to the Father but through Me. John 14:6, Amplified Bible*
It’s Saturday, the day before Easter (Resurrection Sunday)—I wanted to bring you plenty of GOOD NEWS ‘message in the music’ this weekend. I hope you’ll enjoy today’s songs, and come back tomorrow for more, as we celebrate the Risen King. And, if some of it sounds like “rock music” rather than hymns….well, JESUS IS MY ROCK😊
Whatever the challenges, sorrows, losses in your life right now (perhaps since the pandemic began), this weekend is your holy-engraved invitation to receive HOPE and Eternal Salvation—to be rescued by Jesus Christ, Redeemer. Say “YES” to Him, and walk through the door into new life (not a perfect life, but far better than you’ve dreamed or imagined)—I speak from my true experience.
The Passover door is marked with the Blood of the Lamb, Jesus’ blood—now, visualize Him standing guard at the door to your life, your home…receive Him, and He promises He won’t let the “Destroyer” enter: you’re safe, secure…you can breathe, and rest in Him forever. †
My prayers of blessing and love embrace you today💖 Zelda
70-ish Finn Canter had somewhat regressed to the dejected restless state of a 16-year-old boy suffering unrequited love; he’d hoped to become engaged to Bedelia Cornell on Valentine’s Day, but the elegant diamond ring he’d purchased remained in its black velveteen box, buried in his neatly-matched-socks drawer…waiting for the green light.
Having studied her almost a year and knowing caution was crucial, he’d made broad hints, skirted gently (he thought) around the topic of marriage—and was yet to discover turn of phrase which would be the key fitting her heart’s intricate lock.
His brother James softly scolded, “You’re forgetting she’s not a woman fond of change, Bro—marriage IS a major transition for someone who’s lived contentedly single for 40 years…far longer than you’ve been widowed.”
Finn bit his impatience in half: “I realize that—the deadlock seems to be the idea of leaving her faded cracker box to move into my home; who wouldn’t prefer greater space with brighter ambiance?—she can have 2 spare bedrooms to hide in when she needs time alone; James, she once said she believed we could talk about anything…where’s the lost trust?”
“Finn—some birds are more comfortable in smaller nests, your place is marvelous but hers is familiar; and it may not be ‘space issues’ only…maybe she’s fearful about intimacy—her ex-husband sounds like a tyrant; if you really love her, why not gladly accept generous, affectionate friendship offered—some day, she might propose to you“; James sighed… “I’ll call and ask if she still intends to help serve luncheon, following Easter services.”
Meanwhile, Bedelia was fretting while she vigorously scrubbed her kitchen as though The Lord’s return might be that very day; she knew Finn was unhappy: she’d had the brothers over for a fine St Paddy’s dinner and, unlike their many shared meals of garrulous frivolity—the dearth of conversation made the clink of forks on her lovely seashell plates sound loud as a death knell; “Oh, dear Jesus…what to do, what to do?”
If we confess our sins, He is faithful and just to forgive us our sins and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. – 1 John 1:9
Brought out in the post “Acceptance” was how the Pharisees tried to trick Jesus into making statements that would conflict with the Law of Moses. They were looking for ways to bring Jesus down because they felt threatened by His new way.
Jesus offered grace so that both the Law of Moses and the intentions of God are accomplished. Things are not that different in current times as some individuals or groups reject certain thoughts, ideas, or established traditions.
Take encouragement in the song Grace Wins by Matthew West because our faith has one common thread that binds us; the power of Christ in what we believe and how we live. Individuals and groups are not perfect but there is always victory…
I was thinking, why not do a gratitude post on Monday? Might set a positive note, give impetus for the week, right? Oh well…hello, Tuesday🙂
(My little pal “Pax”, guarding the Cheetos)
Bountifully-blessed Friday began with “I don’t want to go out”…but the weather was ‘welcoming’ (and according to forecasts, might not last), so I walked up the short incline to the grocery store. I had prescriptions to pick-up, water and nutritious items to get…and a Friday Special: 3 bags of Cheetos for $5. Yep, that’s motivation—thankful for treats!
There were 7 meds waiting, and I was stunned to learn I had ZERO co-pay. I’m beyond-blessed by God’s provision.
It was a rare “fun day” shopping—rare, because everyone’s less sociable, more distant in every way than “before-Covid”. People rush in & out…very little chatting, not much smiling above masks. I elected to step into the Time Machine and be my friendly self—most people responded well, thankfully🙂
Pushing my heavy cart home I was old-person-tired. I was shocked when a neighbor offered to carry the groceries upstairs for me. This was a double-blessing because, not only was I hugely grateful to be spared a half-dozen trips up 17 steps, this neighbor and I had had a previous misunderstanding—now it appeared God had restored our relationship with the squeak of a grocery cart! I thanked “C.H.” with homemade baked goods🙂
Mega-gratitude for the government’s generosity. Since the pandemic began, low-income folks like myself have received increased food benefits…for me, more than double the amount pre-pandemic. God loves a cheerful giver (2 Corinth 9:7): my tithe check goes to a nearby Christian mission, serving the homeless and folks in crisis—maybe He’s rewarding me🙂
“Thank you” to all who make blogging more than a pastime. As we’ve been sheltering at home, we’ve needed “connection” more than ever, perhaps. For me, writing is like cooking…poetry served fresh😉
Prior to Fab Friday, I had an excellent video-visit with my doctor, whom I really like. We addressed ‘old business’: I will get my long-delayed lab work done this week (thanks to transportation help); and I agreed to stopdenying the diabetes and start taking medication, after his reassurance that side effects aren’t common. So far-so good—I’m relieved, grateful.
On topic of Denial, I’ve also made the difficult decision to apply for help with needs related to ageing. I never planned on “older”…I’ve clutched independence with a steely grip, thinking I was “stubborn in a good way”. Thus, I’m grateful for one of my online pastors’ recent messages about surrendering control to God—whose thoughts and ways are far above that of people (Isaiah 55:9). At the end of the message the pastor asked, in what area of your life do you need to relinquish control? I knew immediately it was health issues, and made an appointment for a needs-assessment.
How thankful I am for my faith in the Lord God and His Word, the Bible. Knowing Him, and being known by Him, means everything. Amid dark valleys He’s blessed me with a crazy sense of humor, and gratitude for blessings great and smallest…I can’t type THANKFUL big enough.
As I munch Cheetos (and healthier mandarin oranges)—I’m grateful, richly blessed by the “GOODNESS of GOD” who daily bears me up (Psalm 68:19), and the angels he sends😇
One more thanks: I got a new Bible—Super Giant print, hallelujah!😊
“…the Comforter is come, whom I will send unto you from the Father, even the Spirit of truth, which proceedeth from the Father…” John 15:26, King James Bible
“And the LORD went before them in a pillar of cloud to guide their way by day, and in a pillar of fire to give them light by night, so that they could travel by day or night. Neither the pillar of cloud by day nor the pillar of fire by night left its place before the people.” Exodus 13:21-22, Berean Study Bible
“You, in Your great compassion, Did not abandon them in the wilderness; The pillar of cloud did not leave them by day, To guide them on their way, Nor the pillar of fire by night, to light for them the way in which they were to go.” Nehemiah 9:19, New American Standard Bible