Step by Step String and Nail Art

Here is an art project, my 8 and 10 year old enjoyed doing.  It took us 2 days.You will need paint, a small piece of plyboard, small nails (in the Philippines, we call it pakong bakya), small hammers, colored crochet string and lots of close supervision!

First day: Think of a simple closed shape design to work on. In our case, my daughter chose a fish and my son, a star. After drawing the design on the board using chalk, guide the children in hammering small nails, about 1 centimeter apart on the outline.

 

 Using chalk, draw closed shape on board.

Hammer nails on outline 1 cm apart.

   

Fish outline!

Black background for the star design.

After nails are secured, choose a background color. Paint on the wood and let it dry for a day.

Second day: When paint has dried, start stringing!

Secure with a knot and begin to weave!

Interesting lines!

She chose a blue background for her fish.

Combining two strings!

I had fun, mom! 

I like how the fish smiles and I like his button eyes!

Other closed shapes can be a heart, hexagon, a 5 pointed star, a diamond, an abstract shape, etc.

Our son used a multicolored string while our daughter combined blue and purples string for her artwork. She needed white string to complete the bubbles but we were misplacing the thread. Found it today! She will complete it tomorrow!

The Magnitude of His Love

When I put my small kids to bed, the last thing I say is, “Mom and Dad love you.” Then I wait for their usual reply, “But Jesus loves me best.”  It may seem like a mushy exchange but it is the truth. Young as they are, I would like to instill in them that they receive the best kind of love from the Creator of love. It also implies that there will be times parental love will fall short and during those times, I would want them to remember that God’s love is unchanging.

 As I meditated on Ephesians 3:18, I got excited when I thought of how wide, how long, how high and how deep is that love directed towards us. I burst into thanksgiving as I reflected on this many dimensions and at the many insights it brought forth.

How wide. I drive and it is such a relief to be able to swing into a wide parking slot. I do not need to stress over fitting into a narrow spot. Maybe I am slightly claustrophobic but there is something comforting and stress-reducing about wider streets, wider passageways, and simply having a broad place to move. Crowds can be constricting. Clutter, irksome. But generous widths in relation to space can be a blessing.  

When it comes to love, what does this imply? Wide love. Visually, I imagine arms outstretched and ready to welcome me, in whatever state I am. I remember how I was told at one time that I did not need to fix my life first before coming to Jesus, because it was His wisdom and strength that would do the fixing. Much like the thief on the cross that humbly asked Jesus to remember him. How forgiving and accepting Jesus was!

God’s wide love embraces all, whoever, wherever, whenever, both the best and worst in each of us. My son said, “It is so wide. God loves even those who don’t believe in Him.” And His wide love invites, not forces or pressure us to change but inspires us to turn to Him and away from the worst in us. Psalm 18:19 tells of God’s roomy love, “He brought me out into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me.”

How long.  If God were not patient with me, where would I be now? When I read the Old Testament, I feel so “spared” and at the same time ashamed at how I take God’s grace for granted. Accounts like the Great Flood, or when snakes were sent to discipline the grumbling crowd, leprosy to warn the rebellious, even, the earth swallowing an entire family!! It just dawned upon me that it is not too far from calamities that upset nations today. Despite rampant unfaithfulness in His creation, He shows compassion and continues to be slow to anger and rich in mercy, giving us the opportunity to repent.

More importantly, how long can also refer to what lengths God has gone to demonstrate His love for us. I remember Romans 5:8, “For God demonstrates His own love for us in this, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.” To think I am unworthy and unloved is an affront to Him who suffered and was forsaken for my sake. (Would I give up any of my children for a good person? Perhaps, but it will not be willingly. For a rebellious person? No comment.)

How high. As the song goes, “So high, can’t get over it.” I’ve always heard it said that we can never “outgive” God. We can never “outlove” Him either. Psalm 103:11 declares, “For as high as the heavens are above the earth, so great is his steadfast love toward those who fear him.” Immeasurable love.

Many occasions in the past, I would be astounded by God’s goodness. The moment I think that He has blessed me with so much I could not ask for more, He will yet surprise me with another blessing. Inexhaustible supply.

Not only is His love high but also His thoughts and ways are high. My kids play Lego and they build cities, role play using the different mini figures that live in their cities, always having a bird’s eye view and in steady control of every situation. Similarly, I know that God sees the entire spectrum. He is in charge, misses out on nothing and most definitely knows better than I.

And His purpose is to train me to think the way He does!

How deep. I have not experienced falling into any hole that I could not get out off. The deepest I have gone underground was when I had the opportunity to descend (about 70 steps) into the Luray Caverns in Shenandoah Valley in Virginia. And after a tour, we were guided to the exit.

But, many times, I have fallen into emotional pits of disappointment that can spiral downward into thoughts of resentment, disillusionment and self-pity. If not for the arms of God that are never too short to reach any depth, I would probably still be lost. And thank God for His Spirit that renews my mind and leads my depressing thoughts into all truth.

Psalm 139:8 says, “If I go up to the heavens, You are there; if I make my bed in the depths, You are there. How foolish is man to want to make his bed in the depths!  And so amazing is God’s grace that we cannot run from His Presence. Just like the magnificent stalactite and stalagmite formations, the majestic chasms and stone pillars, and crystal clear waters that await every visitor in the chambers of Luray Caverns, God is my treasure in the deep. His penetrating Presence lifts me out of despondency.

Rejoice, for we are surrounded by His incredible love! No matter who you are, where you are, how you are, I wish you Ephesians 3:18, “And may you have the power to understand, as all God's people should, how wide, how long, how high, and how deep his love is.”

W.A.I.T. Training

Therefore I will look unto the LORD; I will wait for the God of my salvation; my God will hear me. Micah 7:7

The year is about to close and many of us look back with thankfulness. How God’s abundant grace has sustained and kept us through 2011’s ups and downs.   Relationships intact, goals met—grateful and satisfied with chapters ending and new ones beginning.

What about goals unmet, dreams on hold, expectations and relationships hanging?

Sometime this year, the home schooled daughter of a friend conducted a seminar called “Wait Training” for tweens  (10-12 year olds) and teens. Such a fitting title to encourage these young ones to stay pure in all areas of their lives.  As I mulled over such a creative title, I thought about how we all needed this kind of “wait” training. Expectation to realization can take longer than usual. Is it possible to wait with grace?

Admittedly, I can be very impatient. I despise traffic, long queues, long processes and there have been times, I would lose my cool and along the way, exasperate my hubby or step on toes (little ones L).  I have tried again and again to be patient but I kept falling into a sinful response. Then I realized how patience is a fruit of the Spirit (See Galatians 6:22). When I believed in Jesus, was I not sealed with the Spirit? It dawned upon me that I had the supernatural power to be patient, I was just not appropriating it.

Many, many  times the Lord calls us to wait. I believe with the call, comes the enabling.  On my own, I revert to my impatient self. Only when I admitted my helplessness and expressed my need for the Spirit to empower me (confidently believing in His promise to complete the work He began in me), did I begin to experience true change.

In life, many situations put us in a position to wait. As young children, we were told to wait our turn, to wait to grow taller; as tweens, wait for puberty; as teens, for legal age; as an adult, for God’s appointed spouse, for our firstborn, wait in line for check-ups, for pedia visits, on to more complex things: for conditions to heal, for a break in home school, for people to reconcile, debts to be paid, etc.  And in my many encounters with waiting, I have a choice: to wait constructively or destructively. The former is possible by grace, the latter is inevitable when I give in to frustration and fret. This destructive response gets me nowhere. I am grateful for discovering some practical things I can do to wait with grace. Hope this helps you while you W.A.I.T.

WORSHIP.  I believe in the sovereignty of God. Even if my schedule goes haywire, His never does. This calms me as I wait, knowing that He is in complete control. I may feel unproductive as I wait, but I have seen how trusting in Him accomplishes so much more than fretting.  I nurture that trust by focusing on God’s character. As I wait, I make time to listen to songs of praise and worship or pray alphabet or acronym worship. “Lord, You are Almighty, Bountiful, Comforting, Delightful, Eternal,…”  or  “Lord, thank you for being Loving, Omnipresent, Radiant, Divine.”

In no time, my mind is flooded with memory after memory of His goodness and love lifting me to a new level of worship.

APPRECIATION. I am aware that there are those who are also waiting like me, and we all need encouragement in the process. Take time to touch lives. Whether it is an inspirational text, an uplifting call, or a refreshing note, it does not take much to brighten someone’s day.

INTERCESSION. The Free Online dictionary defines intercession as entreaty in favor of another, especially a prayer or petition to God in behalf of another. Jesus interceded for Peter that his faith may not fail. We are called to pray for one another. This is a powerful privilege that gets easily set aside by urgent concerns.  How ironic! Engaging in more prayer can actually ease the way for me, protecting me and others from urgent things!

Whether it is at the check out counter, paying toll, or waiting for my children to come home from school, or longing for Jesus’ second coming, I can be a blessing by praying for others.  I love using appropriate Scripture when interceding because I know the Lord, who authored those words, is agreeing with me J

Are you familiar with interceding using your fingers as your guide? Email me, if interested and I can share with you this cool intercession tool.

THANKSGIVING.  Finally, T is for thanksgiving. As I wait, I count my blessings.  Some Christmases ago, a dear friend gave me a small calendar and she challenged me to fill it up with a blessing a day. The calendar is a reminder to me of God’s promise that goodness and mercy shall follow me all my days. Why don’t you try this out in 2012? You will hold in your hand unmistakable proof of God’s faithfulness!

So when you anticipate that waiting will be part of your day, pack a small worship notebook, an empty notecard, Scripture verses and a small calendar to complete your WAIT training bag! Here’s to lighter and brighter waiting times!

Be encouraged, “Each day without the rain brings the rain one day closer.”  (Precious Ramotswe)

When Trials Come

Do problems surprise you? Do they suck the life out of you? Do disruptions derail and discourage you? I am asking these questions because I need to know that I am not alone. Instead of seeing problems as opportunities, I would often stumble.

Disheartened, provoked, disappointed, annoyed. Why is my attitude this way? Aside from selfishness, I have discovered that my aversion for trials is also due to inexperience. I grew up sheltered, living a comfortable and predictable life with loads of encouragement and family affirmation and with as little inconvenience as possible. I enjoyed fairy tales and trusted the erroneous promise of “happily ever after” on earth. That kind of life does not provide sufficient preparation to face frequent visits from obstacles and difficulties! 

What a blessing that our Maker is committed to completing His work in our lives and by His grace, He is training me to take hold of His liberating perspective on trials and inspiring me as a parent to train our children as well, that they may be equipped to hurdle tough situations and hard times.

Jesus’ words in John 16:33 carry instructions, once applied, empower us to rise above difficulties and limitations. “I have told you all this so that you may have peace in me. Here on earth you will have many trials and sorrows. But take heart, because I have overcome the world.”

As I mulled over His words, I was struck by three things that Jesus reveals:  the reality, the response and the reward.

The Reality. The Seat of Wisdom and Source of Truth, Jesus, guarantees that there will be problems—many problems.  Watch the news, no one is spared. We live in a fallen world and are bound to hurt and be hurt. Pursuing a problem-free life on earth is a myth. And I am a victim of that myth, hence, the resistance to trials.

It is comforting that Jesus is the one sharing this grim reality. He sees the need for us to know. Perhaps accepting the reality of trials prepares us for it and motivates us to adapt to life’s many interruptions. The Sovereign Lord has a purpose for all, including our trials.

Pursuing peace in right circumstances is also a myth.  And again, I am a frustrated victim because there are just situations that I can’t fix. I distinctly recall that prolonged season without a helper and how I repeatedly found and lost one. Oh, what peace I often forfeit searching where it is not.  Jesus is clear: peace is found in Him. Period.

Accept that life is not problem-free. Know that Jesus is aware of every difficulty we face and seek His response.

The Response.  Jesus lovingly instructs us, “Take heart”.  He foreknew that many would struggle in this area. Other versions say, “Not to lose heart, to be of good cheer, to be brave.” Obviously, when I get disheartened, when I fret, when I get provoked by trials, I am not taking heart.

There is a similar explanation of the idiom from blurtit.com. “The words "take heart" are used together as an idiom that encourages one to be brave and courageous. It is a way of telling another that all is not lost and to keep hope. It is used when one seems to be giving up hope or facing dreadful odds.”

How is it possible to respond supernaturally? How is it possible to overcome the temptation to lose heart and any other temptation for that matter? “Because,” Jesus says, “I have overcome the world.” The strength to overcome is found in God and our knowledge of who He is.

Take heart, for with God all things are possible. He is for my welfare and not against me. He faced every temptation I have and is greater than the Tempter. He has sealed me with His Spirit and has promised to never leave nor forsake me. He is able to work all my trials out for good, and has a tearless eternity in store for those who believe.

I have fumbled, but am now learning as a trial comes, to make Jesus, my first stop. I thank Him for always being in control and declare my trust in Him. Focusing on who He is decreases the size of any threat.  The trial loses its power to harm me, enabling me to face the situation with renewed hope and courage.

The Reward.  Trials have a way of revealing the condition of my heart. What are my fears? What am I clinging to apart from Christ?

As I mull over the last five lines of Jesus, “I have overcome the world,” I repent over the times that I have allowed the world and what it represents to take center stage, rendering it more important, when it is alas, but a defeated foe. How insignificant it is in relation to the immensity of Christ, the final authority over all things. How He is far more valuable than anything this world offers.  He is the prize.  

When problems knock on our door, the Lord of the universe invites us to face it together. Take His yoke that is easy, and his burden that is light. Take heart, like He did when He walked this earth and experience Christ in you, the hope of glory!  

Prepare Him Room

“Let every heart, prepare Him room.” Are we preparing room for Jesus this Christmas? Or are our calendars filled with shopping lists, guests and to-do lists, reunions and office parties? For several Christmases I have had the sad experience of getting lost in gift wrapper. I am just as guilty as the inn keepers during that first Christmas where they shook their heads signifying no more room for the coming King.

This year, I have resolved to make an effort to keep the main thing, the main thing. And the main thing is to celebrate Christ! Here are some ways to honor the Celebrant this season:

START CELEBRATION WITH THANKSGIVING. Did you know that Thanksgiving is not only celebrated in the US? Countries like Argentina, Grenada, Japan and the Netherlands also have Thanksgiving. Why not the Philippines? We have adopted this celebration---our own version, starting last year and it has been a blessing. We share a special meal and we give thanks, not only for the good things but also for circumstances that we cannot change. We also take time to thank one another and affirm each other’s strengths. We can do this any day.

WRAP & PRAY. Many of us are gift-givers. As we wrap those gifts, take time to pray for the person you will be giving the gift to. We all need prayers especially those who have yet to receive the best gift of all.

CHRIST IN THE CAROLS. My family enjoys music and we sing carols during holidays. This year, I plan to challenge them to find the gospel message or the true meaning of Christmas in familiar carols such as Hark the Herald, Joy to the World or O Come All Ye Faithful. You can also take it to the next level and discover the origin of the songs. Did you know that Joy to the World is inspired by Psalm 98? And it was written by Isaac Watts after he told his father that the songs in church were too solemn that it made him sleepy?

MEDITATING ON THE MANGER. We have a traditional wooden Belen that we set up every Christmas. After reading the Christmas story from the bible, we reflect on the different elements and characters and ask one another, “Who or what is your favorite and why?” I remember my answer last year. I said, “Joseph” because his obedience, despite the cost, inspired me. A memorable answer was given by my daughter. “Jesus, because He is the specialest!”

When our kids were younger, I can never forget the costume dinner we had. Yes, we chose a character in the manger to role play during dinner. My son, his yaya and I were shepherds. My daughter was an angel and my husband, a sheep. A visiting aunt and our gardener were kings and our cook was Mary! It is still the funniest Christmas memory I have. I remember how my daughter bowed down to worship the baby in the manger. I do recall the baby wrapped in swaddling clothes looked very much like Ernie of Sesame Street.

CHRIST CENTERED MEALS. After dinner last Sunday, each dressed in either red or white, we read aloud the familiar story of the candy cane and was reminded of Jesus, our sinless Savior and Great Shepherd. (You may email me for a copy of the story.) What a delight to dip candy canes in hot choco! It tasted minty. Mint chocolate is my favorite!

One Christmas, using folded tracing paper, with tea lights lit in the middle, we created our own lanterns. We made several of them and lit them all around the dining room. Then, we talked about the nature of light and celebrated Jesus as the Light of the world. I think we will do that again this year. I just discovered that there are lantern bags on sale in bookstores.

Invite a friend or a couple to join you as you celebrate Jesus!

CHRIST-CENTERED TAGS. Personalized tags are very popular. Why not Christ-centered tags? One Christmas, I was able to google an image of Santa kneeling by the baby in the manger. Visualize it. I thought it was a powerful illustration of who the real star of Christmas is. I pasted this image on the tags of gifts I gave to my young nephews, nieces and godchildren.

A SPECIAL PLACE ON THE TABLE. One Christmas a dear friend gave me a placemat to remind me of Jesus’ place in my life. It reminded us to set a special place for Jesus on our dining table. There we laid a cake and a candle because are we not celebrating His birth? Singing Happy Birthday to Him affirms His constant presence in our midst. Emmanuel, God with us.

A DATE WITH THE LORD. Take time out on your own to reflect on the year that was. With your planner in hand, check out the times Jesus showed Himself faithful as Provider, as Shepherd, as your Comforter, as Father, as Protector, as a Friend, as your Refuge and Help, as your source of wisdom, as your Prince of Peace. Thank Him, praise Him, worship Him!

PRAY FOR OPEN HEARTS. Still the best way to keep the main thing, the main thing is to share with others why Jesus came. Jesus is the greatest gift selflessly sent by the Greatest Giver to heal our greatest problem of sin. John 3:16 declares, “For God so loved the world that He gave His only Son, that whoever believes in Him shall not perish but have eternal life.”  Last week, I met Nino, a watchmaker on a wheelchair and I had the privilege of sharing with Him the message of salvation. Pray for opportunities to share and for hearts to make room for the best gift. Let earth receive her King!   

Let There Be Light

I used to look at creation as just the beginning of it all but I now recognize the love of God at work before any of us was born, carefully preparing a place for His creation to inhabit.

One of the first things that God created was light. Back then, He knew how we would need it. I contemplated on why it was one of the first and I came up with a string of realizations that has deepened my appreciation for light and for the Giver of light.

As I focused on the characteristics of light, I realized more and more the wisdom behind this wonderful creation.

Light reveals. Without light, I cannot read His Word. I cannot know God the way He wants to be known. I cannot see myself, who I really am, physically or spiritually. Part of aging is the weakening of eyesight. It amazes me how what I frustratingly try to configure under a light bulb, I can discern so well in broad daylight. Light helps me see and discover things.

Light directs. It guides me to see where I came from, where I am and where I need to go. It allows me to look upon the faces of those I love and see their needs.

Light empowers. It helps me see my way, especially in the dark. It allows me to be productive even in the dark. Case in point: at this very moment I am writing this article late at night so naturally, I need light to accomplish this. Just heard of this new lipstick that has a built in mirror--- and light. Sounds useful!

Light exposes. Darkness hides. When I make a mistake, I don’t naturally want it broadcasted. The less people know the better. But God always knows and the light of His truth exposes unrighteousness--wrongs that need to be made right. When it is out in the open, it can be addressed.

After it exposes, light convicts. Unrighteousness revealed calls for repentance. Sin ignored can cause greater harm. I have observed when housekeeping, mess unattended to declines into more disorder. Even if you switch off the light at night and ignore it, daylight will expose it and it is an eyesore. A clean up is in order and light speeds it up.

It does not only expose darkness and convict us of unrighteousness, light also dispels darkness.  I marvel at how one candle can prevail over the darkness in a closed area.

Light protects. There are ditches, holes, ledges that you can trip over as you walk. Light enables you to avoid these obstacles. Similarly, light helps me identify the enemy, his lies and his schemes. From this, I can flee or “praypare” to engage in battle.

Light gives hope. Oh, how I need this! Psalm 112 verse 4 says. “Light arises in the darkness…” No matter how thick the darkness that engulfs us, light will come to dispel it. Moreover, the light of the morning reminds me of the Lord’s mercies which are new. That is an untried, inexhaustible, fresh supply of divine mercy available daily.

Did not Jesus say that He is the Light of the world? Does He not use His word to reveal, direct, empower, expose, convict, deliver, protect and give hope?

Just like light, water and bread are just some of the things that the Lord Jesus used to describe Himself. Everyday necessities that we can relate with and many, including myself, cannot do without.

When the world was formless, God spoke creation into being. In a world that is decaying and growing darker, we need the Light of the World to dispel and overcome that darkness. And like those first spoken words that brought forth great wonders, providing us with what we needed for life, so shall these words declare all we ever need and much more, “Let there be…JESUS.”   

Finding Fortune in Unfortunate Events

“Let us not give up meeting together as some are in the habit of doing – but let us encourage one another…” Recently, we experienced an uplifting get-together, when several other couples from our community met for fun, fellowship and food. Our objective was to celebrate with thanksgiving the completion of a project accomplished by prayer and combined efforts of the couples present. It was also an opportunity for us to apply the Sunday message on being thankful.

We asked the group to think of a recent unfortunate event, an unpleasant circumstance or experience that did not turn out the way they wanted.  Then we instructed them to go treasure hunting by reviewing the unfortunate event and searching for things they can still thank God for. We usually give thanks only when good things happen. Are we not instructed to “Give thanks in all circumstances?”  

That evening we had the privilege of enjoying the treasure found by two mothers and a son.

One mother shared how bad news turned into good. A loyal household helper of more than 15 years was devastated when her teen age son, who happened to be a scholar, got an older girl pregnant! Pain of betrayal and broken dreams caused tears to flow from their helper. Her pain was shared by her employers and most specially their teen-age daughters. Their devoted “yaya” was hurting and so were they. This incident became a true-to-life illustration of the dangers of exclusive relationships at a young age, which was just shared to them at church.  “Our pastor was right, mom.”  Their yaya’s sorrow strengthened their resolve to avoid serious relationships at this time to free them from distraction, immorality and unnecessary pain!

To reinforce this principle, another mother shared how a relationship gone sour made her son realize the value of obedience to parents and, God-dependence over independence. As parents, they advised their sons to make a lot of friends in high school and reserve exclusive relationships for later. Their eldest son, however, chose otherwise.  He courted a girl who eventually answered him.  Unfortunately, the relationship went from bad to worse to the boy’s hurt. And also the family’s. Isn’t it when one part of the body is aching, a stubbed toe, a toothache, a migraine… the entire body gets affected?

Though scarred and shaken, her son has learned that choices have consequences, and it is wise to take his parents’ instructions more seriously. Finding an ally in Jesus, her son has found new courage and strength in frequent prayer. For these invaluable lessons, his mom is grateful.

The only male sharer was a son who lost his own mother, who was bed-ridden for the last 30 years, on Mother’s Day.  First and foremost, he was thankful that he had an earlier opportunity to share clearly what Jesus did for her on the cross. Jesus paid her penalty, died that she may live and partake in life everlasting. Her son knew because of his mom’s faith in Jesus, she had passed from death to a new, glorious life. No longer bed-ridden but standing in splendor and free in eternity. Such comfort this truth brings.

Despite the turbulent weather the weekend she died, with all local flights cancelled, he and his wife still managed to have two seats in a bus. Thankfully he was able to join his relatives and experience a meaningful memorial service. There, he heard of how his mom’s uncomplaining attitude amazed and ministered to those who cared for her and visited her. In her weakness, she gave strength to many.  Moreover,   many unexpected and sympathetic friends were deeply moved by the wake service. It was one of the most spiritually uplifting services they attended. Clearly, his precious mom’s death was an instrument to bring Christ’s love and life to many.  What an extraordinary Mother’s Day!

Perhaps like me, you are in the middle of an unpleasant circumstance or a seemingly unfortunate event. Our limited perspective can deceive us from seeing the big picture. Perhaps we need new eyes to see beyond the problem that we may count it all joy.  It is my prayer that as we seek the good in our situation, as we search for hidden treasure and as our hearts and lips give thanks, we will not be disappointed. No testimony without a test. No message without a mess. The Lord promises to grant unexplainable peace and blessing as we chose to trust that He is more than able to work all things out (all includes your perplexing dilemma) for our good in His terms, in His time and for His glory!

Prompt Obedience

Such delight it brings when our children do as they’re told, quickly and without fussing. They do not realize how much it really blesses us.  And doesn’t it save a lot of time?

 As a parent, my children’s obedience makes me feel regarded and honored as opposed to overlooked and disrespected. Their obedience is also extremely assuring because, unknown to them, they gain protection when they obey. That is of course, when we are instructing them to do what is right. 

How is that? When your child, in obedience, keeps his fingers from touching the electric fan, or does not run with a sharp object, he is kept from harm’s way. Or when I tell my son to bring an extra shirt and he obeys, he is able to change to a new one; in case he gets all sweaty, preventing him from getting sick.  As they grow older, our reminders to them to do things in moderation, to focus or stay clear of this and that, are all born out of our desire to guide and protect them.

However, there are times when it is not as easy to engage their cooperation. There will be times, they will delay obedience, partially obey or just disobey. When they do, my natural reaction is to correct but many times, they simply mirror to me my own depravity. Where am I disobedient and failing to honor my Father in heaven?  Where am I delaying to act on what God has already revealed to me? Have I forgotten that His instructions are given with my best in mind?

The psalmist’s declares his choice in Psalm 119:60-61, “I will hasten and not delay to obey your commands; though the wicked bind me with ropes, I will not forget your law.”   

To hasten means to hurry, to proceed and not linger, just like Abraham when the Lord asked him to carry out a very difficult task, it struck me that he set out to do it early in the morning. Remarkable. It amazes me how one can promptly do what is difficult. Perhaps had he chosen to do it later, more voices would probably discourage him from heeding God’s call.  Perhaps Sarah would have intervened. Perhaps a late morning trip would be too hot so it would then be further delayed. And so forth and so on. Delays give opportunity for distraction that may dampen our resolve to obey, leading to disobedience. And for Abraham, this was not an option.

For an illustration closer to home, in the area of giving—I have heard of many who are often led to give but fail to act promptly on their resolve. Sooner than later the amount set aside gets spent on other legitimate needs. Money does have wings!!  The opportunity is gone to bless and to be blessed.

When we are set to follow God’s leading, it is wisest to do it promptly in the power of the Holy Spirit, for on our own, we are prone to distraction. Moreover, we need to be aware that forces exist with the purpose of making us ineffective.

It is common for some to spend time in prayer, usually, at the start of the day. When we fail to prioritize, we end up lost in a truckload of chores and unending calls that demand our time and attention.  This has happened to me. The enemy may not bind me with ropes, but he has, by tempting me to stay busy, busy, busy-- to the neglect of my precious time with the Lord. How much peace and blessing I have forfeited by refusing to obey the call to pray!

How about you? What good intentions or commitments do you need to follow through? May Jesus give you the grace to put your faith in action, work in you what is pleasing in His sight and empower you to trust and obey.  Perhaps today, like the psalmist, you, too can bless God’s heart and say with all determination, “Though the wicked bind me with ropes, I will not forget your law.”

God of Details

We have four growing children whose needs are constantly evolving and at times, simultaneously calling for attention. It can be overwhelming. Times like this, it is a relief to know that God, who loves our children so much more, is never overwhelmed! He is never threatened by the billions of petitions made to Him. And amidst all those pleas and prayers, He is seated on the throne, in full charge, not pacing up and down His courtroom, anxious over this and that!

There was a time, I used to think, with billions of prayers being lifted up to God, He probably prioritized and attended to the bigger problems that affect the multitudes! Why bother Him with petty stuff? But my thinking changed. Oh, He is most definitely aware of major global concerns and is actively at work to make things right but our Father in Heaven, the God of Abraham, Isaac and Jacob, is the very same God of you and me.

He is a personal God, who according to the psalmist “knows when we sit and when we rise; perceives our thoughts from afar…and is familiar with all our ways.” He is directly involved in our circumstances, intimately acquainted not only with our hopes and dreams, but even with our tiny sighs.

I still remember when our little girl was asked to be a flower girl in a wedding in New York. She needed an eggplant colored dress. Had it been white or pink or ecru, it would not have been as challenging to find. So we prayed. We were still here in Manila when I shared this need to a lady friend, she smiled at me and said, “You know, I think I have one, but it is all the way in Chicago and you might have to adjust it to fit your daughter.” To make the long story short, she has the vacuum-packed dress sent to our New York address. And it fit our little angel perfectly! Is that orchestrated or what? And to think we did not even have to go through the trouble of bringing the bulky dress in our luggage.

How can I forget the time I was on my way home from the grocery and I realized I was missing my purse?! I felt the panic inside as I itemized in my mind what I had lost. More than the money, I thought of all the identification cards that went with it and the inconvenience losing them would bring. I began to tell God about it, casting my cares. Soon panic was replaced by peace.  I remembered to give thanks for allowing me to immediately discover the loss and I pleaded for His mercy. I retraced my steps, remembered where I purchased last and decided to go back. I was bracing myself. The chance of recovering a purse left in a food cart is nil. When I inquired at the cart, the server smiled, opened a drawer and brought out my purse---intact.  Not all my losses end in recovery but that day, I encountered a God who is never too busy to bother about missing purses.

Special Delivery

A one-of-a-kind moment convinced me that our God, who holds the universe, is interested in the details of our life. My little four year-old was beginning to enjoy his crayons. His favorite was the color red so naturally he used it the most and soon, I would hear him say, “There’s no more red, Mom!” It seemed unwise to keep on buying a pack, just so he could have a red crayon to use. I shared with family how crayon makers should put at least two pieces of red crayon in a set because it is such a popular color among kids. After some time, we received a package in the mail. Can you guess what it was? A box of red crayons. All red!!

The lady that sent it to us held a demanding position in an advertising agency, a supportive wife and a hands-on mother of two. Quite hectic and busy, and yet she took the time to put the box together and bring delight to our four year old. If she was moved to do something like that, what more can the One who inspired her do when He hears us? Thanks be to God who is never too big for our small concerns.

Count to 20

Last weekend, my husband launched our two-part celebration to commemorate our 20^th wedding anniversary. 2 decades, 20 years, 7300 days, 175,200 hours and still running! There has got to be more than a power-packed battery behind that. This journey has led us to mountains and valleys, to deserts and green pastures. We expect changing terrain to still be part of the journey ahead but we rest in the Lord who continues to lead us where His grace can keep us…together. In celebration of this milestone, I want to thank God for 20 graces that have equipped us to experience a growing marriage despite the changing scenes. Some may not apply to others, but there may be one or two that can profit you, too. There are more than 20, but this column does not have enough space for it.

Grace #1              The Source and Author of love Himself.  A perfect God with a perfect love in charge of two imperfect people is the only partnership I have known, and because He has been faithful, even when we are faithless, we are still a team until today.

Grace#2               Sharing the same faith. As singles, we were constantly encouraged to pray for future partners who were committed followers of the Lord. Then, I knew the wisdom behind the instruction in my head. After 2 decades of married life, with all its ups and downs, it has sunk deep in my heart. Seeking His heart together, desiring His will above our own has time and again, simplified and enriched our life.

Grace #3              The Word of God. What a blessing it is to have God’s principles and promises available to us! How His protective boundaries have ironically freed us to grow steadily in our roles as husband and wife.

Grace#4               Planning a child after our first year of marriage. Being students of each other first before becoming parents helped us focus and firm up the foundation of our relationship.

Grace  #5, 6, 7 and 8        Our four blessings from above. With every child that arrived came opportunities for me to know God more, know my hubby better and deepen my commitment to him as his wife. With our first child, I realized the significance of my husband being the priority relationship. With our second child, and first son, I realized my role in helping raise godly men. With our third, I realized the need to listen more and talk less. With our youngest, I realized the dangers of grumbling and whining. All realizations continue to chisel my character so I can be a help and not a hindrance to my husband.

Grace #9              Choosing natural childbirth for all four children. This choice allowed us to share one of life’s most challenging and most beautiful experiences. It was also an opportunity for me to experience firsthand the personal, tender, loving care of my spouse and to gain strength from his calm.

Grace #10            Exercising the privilege to pray together. One of the things that fills my tank and soaks me with great assurance is when my husband and I pray together. Everyday, God hears and answers. Did not Jesus say in Matthew 18:19   "I can guarantee again that if two of you agree on anything here on earth, my Father in heaven will accept it”?

Grace #11            Parents-in-law on both sides that have kept a healthy, supportive distance.

Grace #12            Extended families and close friends that have been sources of inspiration, wise counsel, blessing and support. 

Grace #13            Community of couples in the faith and the gifts of accountability and ministry. If bad company corrupts good morals then good company can inspire. The opportunities to confess to another, to receive correction, instruction and be lifted up in prayer are essential steps to grow and stay faithful. Opportunities to serve in the couples and pre-marital counseling ministry serve as mirrors to us--periodic checkpoints, that help us continue what is beneficial and stop what is not.

Grace #14            Home schooling.  15 years ago, we submitted to the call to home school our children. This experience continues to strengthen our bonding as a family, by increasing our knowledge and awareness of each other and directing our prayers towards collective progress and Christlikeness! It has motivated us both to be involved in the nurturing and training of our children.

Grace #15-18     An abundance of good ideas such as: (1) No discussions after 9 PM. Rested people are able to communicate and love better.  (2) Confer before confirming. Discussing potential time commitments help clarify expectations and reduce conflict in schedule. (3) Regular time apart from the children. (4) Keep expectations low, and appreciation high.

Grace #19            Forgiveness. Being forgiven gives hope to me that God is not giving up on me and that the best is yet to come. On the flip side, forgiving one another just as Christ forgave us brings freedom as it relieves us of heavy feelings that only root and grow harmful resentment and bitterness. Travel light and enjoy the ride.

Grace #20            Wilderness experiences and trials. Yes, being thankful even in unpleasant situations is demonstrating trust in the Lord, who can turn anything into good, if we allow Him to use it for His purpose (Romans 8:28). We had a long season of no help at home but as I thanked the Lord for my confinement, I learned anew the psalmist’s words, “God is my Helper”, I witnessed my husband rise to the occasion and help out as well, I discovered insights on servanthood that no other situation would have impressed upon me, I felt rewarded by children’s right response to chores, and so forth and so on.   As the song goes, “A thankful heart is a happy heart.”

On our wedding day, year 1991.

Lest you misunderstand, ours is not a perfect marriage. But our Perfect Partner, the Author of relationships has opened my eyes to see that His grace (20 and counting) is indeed sufficient, sometimes even more, for His power is made perfect in our inadequacies.

  

By Way of the Wilderness

The Lord is an unpredictable Shepherd. As I was reading Exodus 13, the account of Israel’s great escape from their oppressor, Egypt, I was struck by verse 17, “when Pharaoh let the people go, God did not lead them by the way of the land of the Philistines, although that was near, for God said, “Lest perhaps the people change their minds when they see war and return to Egypt.” Then verse 18 continues “So God led the people around by way of the wilderness.”

God knows the quickest way to our destination but at times, He opts not to guide us in the obvious way. At times, it is by way of the wilderness. Uncomfortable, unpredictable, unfamiliar, even inconvenient but undeniably, for our ultimate good. Our All-Knowing Father is aware of all things. He always sees what is ahead. He knows our own capacity to face approaching trials of varying degrees. He measures our preparedness. He knows our breaking point and promises to never allow challenges that are beyond our ability to bear.   

During one of our early morning walks, my husband and I were on the right side of the street; he was to my left. He moved to the middle of the road and instructed me to go to his left side. I refused to go explaining that I did not want to walk facing approaching vehicles. Valid excuse. The obvious way. Then he said, “I want to protect you. There is a group of men huddled up ahead on that side of the street. Sumunod ka na lang. (Just follow.)” Locked on the obvious, I did not see the group of men. Realizing his concern for me, I immediately followed, regretting my initial hesitation.

How natural it is for me to be locked on the obvious--- to lean on my own understanding or on popular, common sense. How easy it is at times to think that I know better! Many perceptions I have accepted as my own, comfortable and familiar beliefs that have directed my choices, pose as strongholds that keep me from heeding faith’s call.  As I read the bible and meet faithful men, I have learned to accept that faith is not common sense. From Peter who walked on water, to a teen-ager named David who struck down a giant; from Abraham, who rose early to sacrifice his only son, to Jesus who purposely delayed in saving “the one He loved” from death. Their actions are all unexplainable, and yet they were necessary to fulfill divine purposes.

Today, there are countless stories of nameless faithful men and women who have acted “senselessly” but in obedience. From a locker room lady who gives her entire savings to build a church and postpones building her own home to a loving couple that adopts without hesitation, a baby boy left in a basket; from a farmer that plants potatoes during a drought to a grieving man visiting and forgiving the murderer of his brother in prison. And more! Each one is necessary to fulfill God’s purpose.

I need to repent from my thinking that it is always wise to choose the most convenient or sensible option. God is unlike me and has His own way of fulfilling His purpose at times, by the way of the wilderness. I can feel so vulnerable in the wilderness but this is when I feel His sufficiency the most. I can either succumb to fear or by grace, choose faith.  Believe that He, who guides me there, has divine reasons for directing me and I can trust Him to lead me out.

I cannot imagine the countless times our Shepherd has spared us from imminent danger and harm by taking me through the wilderness. For this I am truly thankful.  I pray that as He leads us, we follow, trusting Him for safe travel. May He grant us refreshing stops, assure that we are on course and our destination is totally secure.  

Restraining Complaining

I have observed, when I complain to my husband, it most often than not ends up in an argument. Oh yes, like many of you, I also experience conflicts with my husband where we disagree and get hurt. Because we are different and see life from different perspectives, it is inevitable. Through these exchanges I have had many realizations which are helping me restrain the complaining and as a result, reduce the arguing.

Complaints have a way of provoking negativity in another. More so, if it is ill-timed when given, and especially, if the complaint concerns the one you are sharing it with.

The other night, I cooked soup but I had a missing ingredient. To my taste buds, it was acceptable. Unfortunately, even after praying over the dish, it did not meet my daughter’s standard. Her simple complaint, which was actually more like news said in the town square, “The soup is tasteless,” rocked my world. “Lord, take over” I quickly and silently prayed. That speedy call for help made all the difference. It diffused the rising irritation.  

Surprised at my calm, I apologized and told her that there was a missing ingredient. I also shared with her that I was offended not by her comment, but how she expressed it as if the whole world needed to know! (I do not always respond calmly to my children’s complaints. There have been those days when I would be drained by them and retort.) Our youngest who witnessed what happened began to criticize his sister. The complaint was not against him and yet it provoked him to judge her. 

Perhaps that is why God’s word abounds with warnings against complaining. Paul writes to the Philippians, “Do all things without complaining…” James writes, “So do not grumble against one another that you may not be judged.” 

A psalmist prayed, “I pour out my complaint before Him. I declare before Him my trouble.” Complaints existed back then and still do today. And it can be released and not held back or denied. To pour means to flow continuously or profusely or to pass or proceed in large numbers. But the psalmist emphasizes who He releases his many complaints to. Notice the phrase “before Him” was said twice. It is something we ought not to miss. The Lord, our God desires that we cast all our cares on Him because He not only has the patience and strength of character to receive all of them without being provoked, but He is also worthy of our trust. Whatever we cast on Him, we can be confident that He will only do with it what is best for us.

How many conflicts can be avoided in relationships if we can develop the discipline of complaining to the Lord and not to man? God knows how our limited minds can misinterpret and misunderstand. He knows our frame and how grumbling against each other can only make things worse. Let us consult and acknowledge the One who knows the beginning and end of our complaints. I believe, more than addressing the object of our complaints, He desires that I be honest with Him---truth in the inward parts. By doing so, free of my load, I am able to discern the truth behind my complaints. The Holy Spirit has shown me how complaining is just a symptom of major obstacles such as unbelief, ingratitude, impatience and discontent. No wonder it does not sink well with my husband!

At other times after pouring out to God, I am directed to be honest with those I have something against, but I act with peace in my heart knowing that I am responding to the Lord’s leading rather than venting my own foolish reactions.  Just because I am the wife, the mother, the daughter, the sister or the friend, it does not mean that in any given situation, I am automatically God’s chosen messenger and am free to express my complaint. Prayer and God’s word have major roles in determining that and in keeping me from hindering His work in the lives of others.

As I am reminded of the nature of complaints and the damage it can do, I am led to pray. “Lord, forgive me for the times I complain. Thank You for Your patient love. By your strength and grace, I recommit to set a guard over my mouth when I am tempted to complain to others. I recommit to make You, my first stop, casting every care on You and yielding to Your plan.” 

They Do Say the Darndest Things

    A merry heart does good like medicine but a crushed spirit makes the bones dry. Cheerful thoughts certainly influence the way we feel, for the better. I distinctly remember one of my favorite shows back in the 90s, which always made me feel lighter all throughout. This was Bill Cosby’s Kids Say the Darndest Things. The candid, pure and hilarious reactions of the kids on the set would amuse me and even make me laugh. Their child-like views were refreshing and surprisingly, convicting at times. The show would also feature flashbacks of a 1950s variety show called House Party which included a segment with the host, Art LInkletter, catching the kids say the darndest things. They have such an unadulterated view of life.

                Though the show has been off the air for quite sometime, I still have the privilege of hearing the darndest things, as a mother of four. The timing and delivery of our kids’ responses are at times so orchestrated as if they were well-thought of punch lines. Here are some of my favorites that occurred during ages 3 to 5. For those who know me well, you probably can name who among my kids said these things. I hope that it promotes cheerful thoughts adding a little sunshine to your day.

                “Mommy, my tummy has a headache.”

                “V is for Vegas, Lost Vegas.”

                “Mama, why do they have so much hair?” (Referring to the British royal guards)

                “Mom, how does Jesus get the money we give in church?”

"Kuya" means my older brother

                

                Once we were talking about the sad state of the roads in our city. I shared with our 5 year old how the rains and the high volume of cars passing damage the road. She reacted, “Damage? What damage? Then they have to shampoo it!”  (Obviously, affected by hair commercials.)

                “If half of the time he is a good boy and half of the time he is not, then half of him will go to heaven and the other half to hell.”

                While looking at a picture book and naming all that he could, he came upon a picture of a mosquito and identified it, “Dengue.”

                One time our son woke up from his sleep and he told us that someone was calling his name. His dad and I told him about  Samuel who was being called by God in his sleep and to this our son replied, “But the voice is a girl’s!”     

   After finding out that a female friend, who was single, got pregnant, our daughter comments, “She is just like the mom of Anakin (in Star Wars).  She got pregnant by the Force.”

    About Adam & Eve. “Her name is Eve because she did something Eve-il.”

                Once I was speaking to the eldest and ended the discussion by asking, “Get the point?” Then she replied, “Got the point.” Then our 3 year old squeezes in, “Mama, I also want to get a point!”

                “Why did Jesus become cruci-five?”

                One time I gently and honestly shared with my small child that her words were hurting my feelings and she immediately replied, “But I want to hurt your feelings!”

                “I had so much fun in Sunday School. I want to do it again, Mom. Can’t you rewind us?”

    After a 3 day confinement in the hospital and an extended time with my Creator, I resolved to stay home and be more available to my kids. My daughter observes, “Did they experiment on you in the hospital? Cause you're not the same mama anymore.”

   Oh, how these memories and more have successfully put a smile on my face and lightened my load.  Do email me at felichi.buizon@cbnasia .org and share with me the darndest things you have heard from kids to add a bit of sunshine to my day!