31 Days of God-Woven Moments – October 18 – Long @ #FMF

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I am joining Five Minute Friday today as part of my #write31days .  The word for this week is long.

“Those who’d like to participate in Five Minute Friday will write for five minutes on the topic of the week, post it on their own blog and link up the post here (via the InLinkz button at the bottom of the post).

“This is meant to be a free write, which means: no editing, no over-thinking, no worrying about perfect grammar or punctuation.

“Just write”

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How long, O LORD?  How long?

I asked that question over and over again while Mama was in the assisted living and the nursing home.  But I have not asked that question of God since Mama died.  She is no longer suffering and her mind is clear.  So that particular use of “long” does not need to be used for now.  

“Long”…yes, this month of writing daily is beginning to feel long, as I have never done this before.  But I am really liking it for my subject is interesting to me as a weaver of yarn, and a weaver of words.  

Recently, I was in San Diego, CA with both of my sisters and that week seemed just “long” enough.  I thoroughly loved being with family and knowing the love we once shared as a family when our parents were alive.  I could have enjoyed the time just a bit longer, I am sure, but it was  good enough.  Plus being in San Diego brought back sweet memories of life there as I was born there as a Navy child and then returned there to grow through high school and college.  Those days were long ago but still very close to my heart.  

“Long” has many meanings for me today as I weave words for this Five Minute Friday.  

I long to be near my God and obey Him in all ways that He should ask of me.  I long to be still and know that He is God.  I long for God.  I long for His love.  I am to be still, sitting in my tent until He moves the cloud.  During that time, I am under Him in all ways.  When the cloud moves, I long to follow Him to where He wants me to set up tent.  I am His and long to be forever.  

And when the cloud tarried long upon the tabernacle many days, then the children of Israel kept the charge of the LORD, and journeyed not.  Numbers 9:19

 

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31 Days of God-Woven Moments – October 17

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What you leave behind is not what is engraved in stone monuments, but what is woven into the lives of others.  Pericles

Father, may I walk this walk each and every day, remembering that my value lies in what You would have me do and be as I encounter others in this world.  Your Truth is woven into my life and I want to weave it into those I meet.  I want to be the Christ to those who may not know Him and for those who do I want to be the Christ Whom they need and want to know better.  By some small action or word that I might do or say, I hope that I am walking in obedience to You.  A gravestone may mark a spot where my ashes remain after this life, but it will be in the lives I touch for You where I want to make a difference.  You are my God.  I am Your child.  In the Name of Jesus, Your Son, I pray.  Amen.  

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31 Days of God-Woven-Moments – October 16

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Hezekiah became sick and was near death.  Isaiah told the king to set his house in order.  Hezekiah wept and prayed to God.  God heard his prayers and saw his tears and added fifteen years to his life.   ….

9 A writing of Hezekiah king of Judah, after he had been sick and had recovered from his sickness:

10  I said, In the middle of my days

I must depart;

I am consigned to the gates of Sheol

for the rest of my years.

11  I said, I shall not see the Lord,

the Lord in the land of the living;

I shall look on man no more

among the inhabitants of the world.

12  My dwelling is plucked up and removed from me

like a shepherd’s tent;

like a weaver I have rolled up my life;

he cuts me off from the loom;

from day to night you bring me to an end;

….

Hezekiah envisioned the ending of his life using metaphors to draw word-pictures.  The dwelling is often seen as our bodies, the place where life exists…blood and oxygen keeping us alive.  The shepherd’s tent is picked up with every move as he shepherds his sheep to better grazing.  The life is just taken, picked up.  A weaver cuts his woven work from the loom when it is finished.  Hezekiah saw his life finished, his life’s work done, completed.

….

16  O Lord, by these things men live,

and in all these is the life of my spirit.

Oh restore me to health and make me live!

17  Behold, it was for my welfare

that I had great bitterness;

but in love you have delivered my life

from the pit of destruction,

for you have cast all my sins

behind your back.

18  For Sheol does not thank you;

death does not praise you;

those who go down to the pit do not hope

for your faithfulness.

….

Hezekiah is filled with gratitude for the LORD’s graciousness.  So, too, should we as our lives can be cut off in a heartbeat.

Father, I give thanks for each moment, for each breath.  You do a work in and through me for which I am grateful.  I am nothing without You.  You continue to weave me, making me whole.  As I learn to be useful for Your Kingdom as You so desire of me, I pray that when the time comes that this weaving be removed from the loom, that I shall be ready to go Home.  You are my God.  I want to remain faithful to You until the end of this earthly life, until this tent is plucked up.  I love You, Father.  I thank You for this life.  In Your Son’s Name, I pray.  Amen.  

 

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31 Day of God-Woven Moments – October 15

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They hatch adders’ eggs;
they weave the spider’s web;
he who eats their eggs dies,
and from one that is crushed a viper is hatched. 

Their webs will not serve as clothing;
men will not cover themselves with what they make.
Their works are works of iniquity,
and deeds of violence are in their hands.  Isaiah 59:5-6

 

How easily our walk can turn to the ways of the world.  We live in this fallen world and the pressures of all that is around us pulls us hither and yon.  The consequences are tough when we turn from God and walk the ways of this world.  The spider catches the fly.

The Spider and the Fly by Mary Howitt (1799-1888)

“Will you step into my parlor?” said the spider to the fly;
“’Tis the prettiest little parlor that ever you did spy.
The way into my parlor is up a winding stair,
And I have many pretty things to show when you are there.”
“O no, no,” said the little fly, “to ask me is in vain,
For who goes up your winding stair can ne’er come down again.”

“I’m sure you must be weary, dear, with soaring up so high;
Will you rest upon my little bed?” said the spider to the fly.
“There are pretty curtains drawn around, the sheets are fine and thin,
And if you like to rest awhile, I’ll snugly tuck you in.”
“O no, no,” said the little fly, “for I’ve often heard it said,
They never, never wake again, who sleep upon your bed.”

Said the cunning spider to the fly, “Dear friend, what shall I do,
To prove the warm affection I’ve always felt for you?
I have within my pantry good store of all that’s nice;
I’m sure you’re very welcome; will you please to take a slice?”
“O no, no,” said the little fly, “kind sir, that cannot be;
I’ve heard what’s in your pantry, and I do not wish to see.”

“Sweet creature!” said the spider, “You’re witty and you’re wise!
How handsome are your gauzy wings, how brilliant are your eyes!
I have a little looking-glass upon my parlor shelf,
If you’ll step in one moment, dear, you shall behold yourself.”
“I thank you, gentle sir,” she said, “for what you’re pleased to say,
And bidding you good-morning now, I’ll call another day.”

The spider turned him round about, and went into his den,
For well he knew the silly fly would soon be back again:
So he wove a subtle web, in a little corner sly,
And set his table ready to dine upon the fly.
Then he came out to his door again, and merrily did sing
“Come hither, hither, pretty fly, with the pearl and silver wing:
Your robes are green and purple; there’s a crest upon your head;
Your eyes are like the diamond bright, but mine are dull as lead.”

Alas, alas! how very soon this silly little fly,
Hearing his wily flattering words, came slowly flitting by.
With buzzing wings she hung aloft, then near and nearer drew
Thinking only of her brilliant eyes, and green and purple hue;
Thinking only of her crested head — poor foolish thing! At last,
Up jumped the cunning spider, and fiercely held her fast.
He dragged her up his winding stair, into his dismal den,
Within his little parlor; but she ne’er came out again!

And now, dear little children, who may this story read,
To idle, silly, flattering words, I pray you ne’er give heed;
Unto an evil counselor close heart, and ear, and eye,
And take a lesson from this tale of the Spider and the Fly.

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How easily we each can be persuaded to come into this world’s parlor.  Let us look to Jesus, fixing our eyes upon Him.  Stay near to God for He is near to you.

Let no one disqualify you, insisting on asceticism and worship of angels, going on in detail about visions, puffed up without reason by his sensuous mind, and not holding fast to the Head, from whom the whole body, nourished and knit together through its joints and ligaments, grows with a growth that is from God.  Colossians 2:18-19

Father, I pray that Your lesson here is to look only to You for all and everything.  May I focus my gaze upon the One Who saved me from all that is of this earth.  May I remember the sacrifice You made for me, for many such as me.  For all that is in the world—the desires of the flesh and the desires of the eyes and pride of life—is not from the Father but is from the world.  (1 John 2:16)  Hold me fast to Your ways and guide my walk for I want to walk in obedience to You and only You.  I pray that I stand firm upon the Foundation of Jesus Christ in all I am and all I do.  In the Holy Name of Jesus, I pray.  Amen.

 

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“Adder:”  venomous snakes of the Viperdae family

Photo of spider and web: public domain image

31 Days of God-Woven Moments – October 14

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concentric design

strong

handmade (actually leg-made)

elastic

silk

sticky

for eggs

to gather food

This usually small creature spins such a web with function and beauty.

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God created me with function and beauty too.

God knitted me in my mother’s womb.  He knew me before I was ever born.

The LORD called me before I was born.

He named me while I was in my mother’s womb.  Isaiah 49:1b

And He had then and still has plans for me.  He is weaving them into my life moment by moment.

For I know the plans I have for you”  — this is the LORD’s declaration — “plans for your welfare, not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope.  Jeremiah 29:11

Thank You, Father, for loving me with such affection.  You want the best for me and have given me the beauty that You want me to have.  Inner beauty of a quiet and gentle spirit seems to fit me more often than not.  When not, You forgive me and I am grateful.  As the spider does the work You have given her to do so well, You have given me gifts and plans that I want to beautifully accomplish too.  I call upon Your Name as I pray to be near You with each moment.  You are my LORD.  I want to glorify You through what You have planned for me.  In the Beautiful Name of Jesus, I pray.  Amen.

 
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Spider Web photo:  http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Spider_web_with_dew_drops04.jpg

  • “Dew drops on a spiders web early on a winter’s morning. There had been a fog earlier which may have caused the dew drop coating.
  • “Taken in Swifts Creek, Victoria in June 2007”
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31 Days of God-Woven Moments – October 13

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We sleep, but the loom of life never stops, and the pattern which was weaving when the sun went down is weaving when it comes up in the morning.  Henry Ward Beecher

May we ponder these words, taking the life that is being woven in us seriously and joyously.  Father, help us to do this.  Amen.
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31 Days of God-Woven Moments – October 12

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During the week with family in California, I spent a couple of hours with my mother’s dearest, lifelong friend who is now 92 years old.  She was so special to my mother that she, and her first husband who has been deceased for many years, were named my godparents.  I called them Aunt A… and Uncle B….  They were close and cared about us almost as much as biological parents.  After moving Mom to Texas in 1998, Aunt A would call me about every 6 weeks to check on Mom.  When Mom was in a good place and felt like talking on the phone, we would call Aunt A.  The two of them would reminisce, catch up on family, and laugh like girls.  They met in 1942 when they worked for the Naval Supply Depot in San Diego, California during WWII.  Mom was 27 and Aunt A was 18.  Mom was given the task to train this young new employee.  They became best of friends and stayed in touch over the many Navy moves we had and then stayed close through the rest of Mama’s life.  After finding out about Mom, Aunt A would always ask about me, how and what I was doing, and then reassured me that she would be praying for me.  She knew that I was in a hard place being a caregiver as she was one twice, for both husbands.  She understood what I could be facing and was always there for me.  I also knew that I could call her to talk, cry, or laugh.  She cared and understood.  I love this woman so.

We were blessed to see her and two of her three daughters.  We loved, laughed, and I had tears at the end.  As I was leaving, not only did I think to myself that this might be the last time I would see her on this earth, but she said to me, “You look so much like Eleanor (my mother).”  Then I turned back around to her and hugged her.  She then said, “When you walked in today, honey, I thought, ‘Oh my, she looks like Eleanor!'”  Tears welled up and they are now as I type these words.  I was so blessed, knowing that I have been truly loved by both women.  Aunt A is so dear to me as was my mother.

I had a God-woven moment that day and am having one now while I type these words.  I am truly in His Presence.

“Honor your father and your mother, that your days may be long in the land that the LORD your God is giving you.  Exodus 20:12


Thank You, Father, for these precious women in my life.  I thank You for my mother.  She bore me, raised me, and loved me for 65+ years.  She was just the best.  I thank You for Aunt A as she still loves me to this day and cares so much.  I was just nine months older than her son whom she has lost now.  I thank You that You gave her three daughters as well.  Her prayers, her care, her love have meant the world to me, especially these past years as I cared for Mama and after Mama died.  She is just so special.  Thank You for the time my sister and I had with her and her daughters last week.  You wove beautiful moments with love and words that I hold dear.  In the Name of Jesus, I pray.  Amen. 

 

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