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Is God Teasing Us?
Of the increase of His government and peace there will be no end. Is 9:7
I’m not sure what that means. I get that His peace can continue to grow through eternity because peace is an aspect of His nature that we will continue to explore and understand forever. But His government? His government is His kingdom. How will His kingdom continue to increase after He calls His bride home? We won’t be growing families in heaven like we do on earth, so it won’t increase that way. Will His kingdom increase throughout worlds without end? Are there other people that He will draw into His kingdom that we don’t know about? There’s so much that we can’t and won’t understand this side of eternity. I think He’s just teasing us with little snippets of heaven to make us want to know more. I definitely want to know more. His picture is so much bigger than mine and I want to see it all. Any thoughts?
What Is My Destiny?
If you don’t know what it is that you were made for, you need to find out. God has a unique plan for each of us, a plan that is more spectacular than you can imagine. He made you with skills and talents and dreams. Maybe you’ve stopped dreaming, but that doesn’t mean it’s not real. Think back to when you were young and life was still fresh. Was there something you really wanted to do? Is there still something? That silly dream you’d never tell anyone? Chances are, it’s something God put in you. How do you get there? Do you need to take classes? Let go of other stuff? Believe that God wants to make your dreams come true. Ask Him what you need to do to see it happen. No one can do the thing you were made for better than you.
I’ll Have A Slice of Self-Control Please
But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control. How many times do we talk about love, joy, and peace? Kindness and goodness get thrown in for good measure, but how many times do we talk about self-control? Doesn’t sound that holy. How many times to you hear, ‘God really blessed me with self-control this week!’ Somehow we let that one slip past, like the other parts of scripture that convict us that we really don’t want to deal with.
Self-control would be a pretty good one to get a hold of. Our society is pretty messed up from domestic violence, gang violence, obesity, debt, abortion. Just think how self-control could change so much. Self-control demands limits to our own wants. We usually know what those limits are, we just choose to ignore them. It’s hard. We feel a rush when we indulge in something that’s just outside our control. It’s a mixture of pleasure and guilt. If our conscious is still sensitive, we’ll feel terrible afterward, but will still be helpless to avoid doing it again.
God has a gift to help with that. It’s free. It’s available. All you have to do is ask for it. Don’t think you don’t need it, you’re human. God knows who we are and provided everything we need to live blessed and happy lives. It’s our responsibility to ask and receive those gifts. He wants us to be proactive in this. How much of Him do you want? I going for the full banquet. All the fruit looks pretty good to me. I want more. There’s only so much I can take in today, so I’m going back for more tomorrow.
I want self-control in my life. About that writing project, will I dedicate my time better to finish it? Yeah, I need help. Will I stop before saying something hurtful and negative? Need help. Will self-control help me walk in kindness and consideration for others? Youbetcha. If there’s a blessing from heaven that’s available to me, I want it, as much as I can take in.
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Me and Bilbo, We’re Like This!
I know, I know, Bilbo and I! I’m trying to make a point here. Bilbo is one of my favorite book characters. Obviously I’m not a romance reader. I don’t go for the tall, dark, and handsome, sweep me off my feet kind of guy. I’m more for a cozy fresh-baked bread, pot of tea, and jam kind of guy.
That’s my Bilbo! He’s just a regular guy, er, hobbit. He lives in snug, but clean house underground with a view of the garden. He loves to cook and write. (Me too!) There’s that smoking thing and beer that I can do without, but I appreciate his hominess. He is the ultimate homebody. He’s not a bigshot in the community, he’s just another hobbit, settled in his habits and traditions. I can identify with that.
But where did all these dwarfs come from! Who said they could walk in and make themselves at home–so many of them! Bilbo reacts like I do when dwarfs rock the boat. I get flustered too. But there’s something in him that even he didn’t know about. Something Gandalf could see, but Bilbo would never accept if told. Something that carried him through danger and fear. He possessed courage even he didn’t know he had. And in the end, the old traditions just weren’t all that special anymore. Bilbo found out how big the world really was and sought out retirement with the elves in a place far from his old hobbit hole. There’s a journey for you.
I like to think that if Bilbo can do it, we all can. It would be nice not to face the dragon, but there are worse than dragons in our world and there are times when we have to stand up to them. The testing of courage is no easy matter, but coming out on the other side alive and well takes us to another place altogether. Then we can go home to our tea and jam, or hang out with the elves. It’s great to have choices, but you have to follow the journey to find them.
Is A Key Just A Key?
I was going through some old things that belonged to my mother and I found this key. It was in some sewing detritus–buttons, zippers, hooks, etc. My mother’s been gone for 38 years, so now you’re asking why I’ve got buttons, zippers, hooks, etc. for 38 years that I’ve never done anything with. Who knows! Maybe someday I’ll need something from there. I’m not a real sewer so that’s not likely, but you never know.
But the key intrigues me. What’s it to? Why did she have it in her sewing stuff? My grandparents used to have an old lock on their front door that used a key something like this but I don’t remember exactly what it looked like. But what an odd place to keep it if it was for that. Maybe it was something sentimental, and since she did sew a lot, she could put her hands on it periodically, just to touch it. Or maybe she dropped in there without thinking about it ever again.
Keys are meaningful. They can open doors and possibilities or they can lock out bad things. We are given keys when we are meant to have them and sometimes we find keys when we are meant to find them. So I put this key in front of my laptop so I can look at it and wonder. What do you signify little key? What new door are you opening for me? Is it something from my past? Is there some gifting that I was given long ago that I’m now ready to unlock? Or is it all nonsense and fanciful? I’m a dreamer so I choose to believe that this key means something special and somehow it’s going to unlock a new world. I just hope I’m dressed for it.