The “It Tastes Like Chicken” Gospel

April 13, 2017

I come from a long line of sensible people.  Church going folks.  I always assumed the two concepts go hand-in-hand.  You know what?  I can’t say I’ve ever found the word sensible in the Bible.  Okay, so I decided I needed to look that up and since cyberspace provides worlds of opportunity I can tell you that one quick click revealed that the word appears just twice in the entire Bible.  Twice!  So, since my “sensible” approach to life is no longer working and since it seems the Lord has crazy and amazing (though not entirely defined yet) plans for me, I’m thinking that with just two uses of the word “sensible” that’s not much of an endorsement for MY PLAN.  Well, as it happens my sensible approach is no longer working anyway . . . so it’s time to totally trust in the Lord.

PhototasticCollage-2016-03-25-10-58-15Trust.  I don’t like that word.  When people say “trust me” it usually means “I know you’re not going to like this, but . . . “  You know, it’s not unlike those times someone has tried to get me to taste something I thought looked “funny” and they wouldn’t tell me what it was, but said it “tastes like chicken.”  Well, the only thing I care to consume that tastes like chicken is chicken.  Seriously.  So, back to trusting.  Not a fan of trusting humans.  Experience hasn’t changed my thoughts on that, but trusting in the Lord . . . hmmm.  So, back to my Bible research.  As it happens, my results for “trust” were quite a bit different compared to my research on “sensible.”  That word appears 164 times.  Okay, that’s an improvement of about 98.5 percent!

So, I’m going with trust.  I’m listening to the Lord.  Seems I’m not the only one in favor of throwing out sensible in favor of something better.  Here are a few related opinions on a different approach to life.

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“Destiny is not a matter of chance, it is a matter of
choice. It is not a thing to be waited for, it is a thing
to be achieved.” —  Jeremy Kitson

“In each of us are places where we have never gone. Only
by pressing the limits do you ever find them.”—  Dr. Joyce Brothers

“Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by
the things that you didn’t do than by the ones you did do.
So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor.
Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream.
Discover.” —  Mark Twain

But I trust in you, O LORD; I say, “You are my God.” –Psalm 31:14

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THE COOKIE GOSPEL!

March 25, 2017

Okay, it is difficult to find a Bible translation with the above book in it, but stay with me!

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One of my favorite things to do is bake for folks.  My late Mother did also and so it stirs up happy memories, so when I began to have some limiting physical challenges as she had, I could not do exactly what I used to do.  This was the stage at which Mom gave up.  So, my reaction?

  • What?  I cannot bake?
  • It was fun!
  • People were happy!
  • Dang, what good am I?

For a while I wished I could do what I “lost”and pouted!  That blessed nobody!  Eventually, the Lord spoke louder and got my attention.   He gave me a heart and mind and I gave up too soon!  If I was meant to accomplish something, He would provide a way!  So, when He said “make a different cookie!”  I realized if I had quit sulking, I might have gotten a lot  more baking done a lot sooner.

This isn’t really about cookies, though the story is true.

When the road turns in a new direction, the trip isn’t over yet!  His plan is ALWAYS best.  There have been loads of surprise road blocks in my life, but when I FOLLOWED HIM, what He planned was SOOO MUCH BETTER than mine!  Can I get an AMEN?

BAKE COOKIES!

White chocolate chip cookies

1 cake mix (I used butter pecan)

2 eggs

1/3 cup oil

1 tsp vanilla

choc chips of your choice (I did not measure)

Mix well and bake at 375 for about 9 minutes on a parchment lined baking sheet, pay attention as time may vary.  Should be light brown on bottom and will be very soft until cooled!  I made mine just under golf ball sized. Smaller will need less time and ovens vary!

Laugh!  I always have a few cake mixes, when they are on sale, and dislike cake generally.  VERY handy for baking all sorts of non-cake treats in a hurry!  As for cake, I prefer my ice cream solo!

 

 

 

 

 

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BASKING IN YOU

January 8, 2017

The Way You Love Me

As I hold your hand

And we take our morning walk

My heart leaps within me.

My desire becomes less and less

Of what the future holds.

As long as you hold my hand

Tomorrow and other tomorrows

Matter not.

I am basking in today!

By Martha L Shaw – © 1-14-2015

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SPREAD THE GOSPEL

December 26, 2016

A new flower grows

A mature plant dropped its seed

Grace pours down like rain

By Martha L Shaw – © 2016

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No One Can Come To Me . . .

August 16, 2012

  In John 6 we read that Jesus said “no one can come to me unless the Father draws him” and at first glance this can be startling.  Perhaps it never startled you, but it did me.  However, after meditating on it and just being with Him, I came to find that words which sounded as though they were excluding were actually giving me life, ETERNAL life!

We are perhaps, at this moment (well, I am) singing a familiar song in our hearts.  This song brings tears to my eyes and sends my heart and soul soaring! For, you see, we were drawn in.  We love Him because He first loved us!  How amazing is it that with all my flaws and constant mistakes . . .  my hurts, my weakness, my stumbling, He chose me for His own?  Life is amazing not because I got it right, but because He transforms it, transforms me, and most of all draws me close and loves me!


Are You One in Ten?

March 1, 2012

Wow, I woke up tormented today by voices in my head which spoke of gloom and doom and lack of hope.  I considered writing about it, but didn’t want to fan the flame, so I read some.  As I read, the loud voices in my head continued their firm stand on things, but the voices of heart and soul began to whisper . . .

I quickly began to feel the peace pouring out of that place and the whisper won out over the loud voices.  What I read spoke of all that’s real and of being Christlike . . . the truth didn’t need to shout . . . shouting is for the untruth.

I also read that only one in ten in any given group of Christians are truly ready to take on our commission and are willing to do the work.  Initially, this sounded discouraging.  Not so. 

When I was last working, back in MA before a move and a bad economy shifted things, I recall the sales part of my banking career and the truth that our great product was likely to be met with only one “yes” in ten attempts to sell it.

Know what?  When those one in ten who want the good and the real and are willing to do what is necessary to be what they truly are . . . when that one in ten who buy the good product at a high cost over the cheap imitation . . . suddenly, the product sales go up, because those one in ten reflect its glory so brightly.  Suddenly, the number of those whispering the truth is growing and those who have to shout to make the lie heard?  They are growing fewer.

Are you one of the ten?

 


Monsters STILL Under My Bed!

August 19, 2011

 “Come unto Me” the Lord speaks to us in Matthew 11:28. In my daily devotional reading today Oswald Chambers offers comforting words as he tells us that the Lord wants nothing less for us than oneness in Him. As I read his teaching I was reminded of my childhood. I can recall going to bed. The house suddenly seemed so dark and quiet. It seemed almost deserted, but then I’d hear sounds which spooked me. The shadows in the room told me with certainty that there were monsters under my bed! My stirring drew my parents close to me as they reassured me that they were near and that everything would be okay. I could finally sleep. I’m thinking of this just now and I can recall how calm I felt, how protected, how safe. The sounds and shadows that caused my fear hadn’t changed. What did change was the nearness of love, and the complete awareness that I was never alone. I might encounter “monsters” but I wouldn’t have to face them by myself. Rest came. How I have sometimes missed those innocent days, and yet when I recall them now I realize that I am even more loved and protected than I’d ever realized as that small child who “knew” there were monsters under her bed. For all the love and protection my parents could offer me, my Lord and Savior offers 1000 times more, 10,000 times more. The challenges I face now are real just as the squeaks and shadows of my youth, but I don’t need to fear because my oneness with Christ reminds me that He never leaves me alone. I can face anything because of His love, His power, His protection. I can rest in Him. The monsters may still be under the bed. It doesn’t matter. I’m loved. I’ll be fine.


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