God of the Weary . . .

Day 1

There are times in my life when I feel so weary that everything is too much. I don’t mean to the point of despair, but just that the everyday walk through life is just a drag.

I’m not a social being, an out-there do as much as I can in one day person. Those people make me tired, and a little envious at times wishing that I could be more like them. But I believe God makes us and moulds our lives as He has planned. For many reasons throughout my life I have been a solitary person and I believe that is exactly what God intended. He does want me to be part of a church and socialise with other Christians, but we cannot all be the same, it would be boring. God’s purpose for my life requires a certain amount of solitary time.

Matthew 5:3 says “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”

Matthew Henry says of this verse : “Those who are ‘weary and heavy-laden’, are the poor in spirit, and they shall find rest with Christ.”

My daily strength is in knowing that God walks with me and goes before me always.

I get to know Him more and more each day through reading His Word, even if it is only one verse that has captured my interest and that may apply to where I’m at with life. I spend a lot of time reading books written by outstanding men and women of God. They inform me and encourage me in my walk with Him.

Walking with Jesus has changed my life. I know I would not be here now if it was not for God’s intervention in my life.

All of the scriptures below have helped me often. However, recently, through reading one of these books, I learned something in regards to Matthew 11:28-30. When oxen worked they were usually doubly yoked. A strong or lead ox would take the larger side and the younger, weaker ox the opposite side. As they worked, the weaker ox would plough or track with the stronger ox, which bore the main part of the load.

When we are yoked with Christ, the burden is light because He is pulling the weight and making the way as the strong one. How beautiful is that!

Ps 118 24 (2)

Day 2

Psalm 68:19-20 ~ “Blessed be the Lord, who daily bears our burden, the God who is our salvation.
God is to us a God of deliverances; and to God the Lord belong escapes from death.”

Day 3

Psalm 94:19 ~ “When my anxious thoughts multiply within me, Your consolations delight my soul.”

Day 4

Isaiah 40:28-31 ~ “Do you not know? Have you not heard? The everlasting God, the Lord, the creator of the ends of the earth does not become weary or tired. His understanding is inscrutable.
He gives strength to the weary, and to him who lacks might He increases power.
Though youths grow weary and tired, and vigorous young men stumble badly,
Yet those who wait for the Lord will gain new strength; they will mount up with wings like eagles, they will run and not get tired, they will walk and not become weary.”

Day 5

Jeremiah 31:25 ~ “For I satisfy the weary ones and refresh everyone who languishes.”

Day 6

Matthew 5:3 ~ “Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven.”
Matthew 11:28-30 ~ “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.
Take My yoke upon you, and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart; and you shall find rest for your souls.
For My yoke is easy, and My load is light.”

Day 7

Galatians 6:9 ~ “And let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we shall reap if we do not grow weary.”

Jesus Christ is Born . . .

I used to watch the Santa Claus movies every Christmas, but don’t bother anymore. I made the decision that anything that promotes Santa over Jesus is no longer of any interest to me. I am grieving at the Santa’s everywhere ~

But Jesus is very rarely recognised as the reason for Christmas.

However, the last time I watched The Santa Claus Christmas movie which was two years ago, I was moved deep within my spirit from two different scenes in this story.

The first scene is when Scott Calvin (the Santa Claus) first arrives at the North Pole and is in denial of who he has now become. He is in the toy factory and trying to be persuaded by the head elf that he is now Santa Claus. He declares ‘What if I don’t want to believe in Santa and Christmas and all this anymore!’ (my words) and the entire very busy and very noisy workshop goes deadly quiet. You could have heard a pin drop. The entire room is in shock and grief at such a statement.

I got a really strong feeling and a bit of a picture of what heaven must feel when we decide to deny God. When we declare that we no longer believe in Him and what He sent His only Son to do for us.

The second scene is when Santa, having accepted partially who he is, is sitting on a park bench watching his son play football and every child in the park is drawn to him like a magnet, lining up to see him, because they know who he is, and come and sit on his knee and make their requests known to him.

This is exactly how God wants us to see Him and approach Him ~ In absolute faith that ‘HE IS’ ~ That He will supply all our needs ~ That He will heal all our sicknesses, diseases and infirmities ~ That He will look after us always.

Christmas 3

God the Father, Yahweh, the Great I Am ~ Loved us ~ All of us ~ No exceptions ~ So much ~ That He put into place over many hundreds of years a plan to send His only Son to this earth, born as a babe in Bethlehem, to eventually pay the price for our sins (therefore our loss of eternal life)

This miraculous birth is what we celebrate at this time each year. It’s time to put fiction behind us, accept His love,  recognise that HE IS and focus on the reality that JESUS is the ONLY true meaning of the Christmas season.

O Holy Night . . .

I have several favourite Christmas carols as I’m sure you do also. One of them is ‘O Holy Night’ of which I have a playlist of different people singing it. By the time I had heard it sung for the fifth or sixth time one phrase began to jump out at me. And that is ~

A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices.

The thrill of HOPE here is in the impending birth of the Messiah. The world is and always has been weary, suffering under a cloud of oppression of all kinds. Poverty, sickness, greed, violence and now in the twenty-first century, unheard of atrocities happening to innocents around the globe.

We have tried to appease some of this suffering by using the kindness of St Nicholas during his lifetime and turning it into a franchise called Santa Claus who lives at the North Pole. These are nice fantasies, and I have been a fan of the three Santa Claus movies each year, but I think I’ll give them a miss this year. There is NOTHING in all the Christmas advertising that even remotely alludes to Jesus, the Son of God, born as a babe in a stable, and why we actually DO celebrate Christmas. It’s ALL Santa. And to top it off in all these movies, when children query Santa their parents keep the deception going!
We act like Santa Claus IS real!? When did our faith shift from God, the REAL maker and provider in this universe, to an overweight candidate for a heart attack fictional fella who supposedly circumnavigates the world in one night. He has become our all powerful, all wonderful, miracle worker! No wonder our world is weary. It’s an insult to the real Nicholas who used his very large inheritance to look after the needy of his time.

Our need is for a Saviour who can provide All Year Round, not just one night of each year.

But to me, the biggest atrocity in all of this fiasco, is that we LIE to our children. If they cannot trust us, who can they trust. Many years ago, when we were struggling a lot financially, the burden of having to deliver our children’s requests for Christmas was huge. One year there was a particular doll that one of our daughters wanted, and I could not find it anywhere, so opted for something else. She was so disappointed when this doll was not under the tree. I found out later that it was a new all-the-rage doll and so popular which is why I could not find one, and of course, her best friend had got one.

My point is, that apart from the deception, there is so much pressure to deliver, and those who suffer the most are the parents who cannot in a million years ever afford to keep up the charade.

If only the world would turn to Jesus at this time of year,  and recognise our Saviour, we would find encouragement and hope and therefore provision for our weariness.

So to put it in a nutshell . . . Jesus Christ is our Saviour All The Time  . . . not just on one night of the year!

 

Glory to God one

 

O Holy Night . . . was written in 1847 by Placide Cappeau, a wine merchant and mayor of the town. He was an occasional poet, and was asked by a parish priest to write a poem for Christmas Mass. These are the beautiful words he wrote :

O Holy Night! The stars are brightly shining,
It is the night of the dear Saviour’s birth.
Long lay the world in sin and error pining.
Till He appeared and the Spirit felt its worth.
A thrill of hope the weary world rejoices,
For yonder breaks a new and glorious morn.
Fall on your knees! Oh, hear the angel voices!
O night divine, the night when Christ was born;
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!
O night, O Holy Night , O night divine!

Led by the light of faith serenely beaming,
With glowing hearts by His cradle we stand.
O’er the world a star is sweetly gleaming,
Now come the wise men from out of the Orient land.
The King of kings lay thus lowly manger;
In all our trials born to be our friend.
He knows our need, our weakness is no stranger,
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!
Behold your King! Before him lowly bend!

Truly He taught us to love one another,
His law is love and His gospel is peace.
Chains he shall break, for the slave is our brother.
And in his name all oppression shall cease.
Sweet hymns of joy in grateful chorus raise we,
With all our hearts we praise His holy name.
Christ is the Lord! Then ever, ever praise we,
His power and glory ever more proclaim!
His power and glory ever more proclaim!

Amen!

12c

To be glad of life because it gives you the chance to love and to work and to play and to look up at the stars . . .

To covet nothing that is your neighbour’s except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners ~

To think seldom of your enemies, often of your friends, and every day of Christ ;

And to spend as much time as you can, with body and with spirit, in God’s out-of-doors ~

These are little guideposts on the footpath to peace ~

Henry Van Dyke (author,educator,clergyman,1852-1933)