Who Do You Listen To?

I am a football fan and I must admit it was pretty cool to watch my son play.  When he was nine, actually nine years ago, I wrote this:

The High School football coach was the umpire and the dad’s volunteered for the chain gang, which meant he moved the chains for the yardage, which gave him a front row, center seat to watch the game.

My son made some good yards and some good tackles.  He played the entire game on both offense and defense.  He and two other kids, the two coaches kids, were the only ones never rotated out.  They won, 12-0.  They scored a total of five touchdowns but because of penalties the other three didn’t count.

Later that night we were talking about the game.  My son had had a blast even though he said he was disappointed because he didn’t score.  He did some great fakes and blocks so his teammates could score.  I said to him, “Instead of running down the middle of the field, maybe you should run around the defenders and run down the sideline then you wouldn’t get tackled as much and could maybe score.”

My son said, “Mom, don’t do this.  The coach said I’m a big kid with power.  I’m supposed to run right through the defenders.”  He went on to say, “Like Priest Holmes on the Chiefs, he sometimes breaks through and makes the big plays but every yard counts and the coach says that five or six yards a play is just as important as a break away.”

Who was I to give advice?  I am just a mother and a fan.  My son knew he was supposed to listen to his coach.

Through my son’s simple statement God spoke wonders to my heart.

He said, “Dana, who do you listen to?  The fans or the Coach?  Yes, others may love you dearly but they are fallible.  Listen to Me.  Read My word.  Follow My instructions.”

Then He went on to say, “Some of us are destined for the break away plays but it’s the steady five or six yards we gain daily that will, in the end, win us the game.”


Always Take Your Purse

A few years back, one very chilly, drizzly day in March, I went in for my annual mammogram.  I changed into the thin cotton gown with two snaps in front.  I locked up all my stuff in the locker and took the key to the padlock into the waiting room.  Soon, I was taken back into the procedure room.  As I’m waiting, the fire alarm goes off.

My first thought is run to the locker to get my stuff, most importantly, my shirt and coat, so you can only imagine my shock when a nurse came in and said we couldn’t go to the lockers.  There might be a fire.  We had to get out of the building.

There we were.  A group of woman with only a thin cotton smock on as an entire building is emptying.  Sirens got louder as men in suits surrounded us.  I wanted to crawl in a hole as I stood, shivering.  I began to think how stupid it was to have locked everything up.  No purse.  No keys to drive home.  No phone to call someone to come get me.  No coat.  No shirt.

I figured we’d either freeze or die of embarrassment as the firemen searched the building but eventually we were allowed back inside.  It was a false alarm.

I was thinking about that yesterday as I went to my annual mammogram and the nurse told me to lock everything up.  I shook my head.  It doesn’t matter what anyone tells me, I always take my purse.

I began to think about how many times we lock Christ up in a locker and never expect a fire alarm to go off.  We walk out of the house unprepared.  We haven’t prayed, we haven’t studied or even thought about Jesus but we walk out anyway thinking we’re ready to tackle the day.  Only problem is, Satan is waiting to set that alarm off and then we end up trying to fight his attacks with nothing because we have nothing.  We’ve locked it in a locker.

In a large house there are articles not only of gold and silver, but also of wood and clay; some are for special purposes and some for common use.  Those who cleanse themselves from the latter will be instruments for special purposes, made holy, useful to the Master and prepared to do any good work.  2 Timothy 2:20-22  (NIV)

Let’s be instruments for special purposes.  Let’s be prepared.  Let’s always take our purse!

Ask God for Anything!

Are you afraid to ask God for anything?  I wrote this back in 2004 and love the reminder of God answering prayer!!!  Enjoy!!

Many times I refrain from asking God for certain things so I am not disappointed if the answer is no.

Beth Moore says, “Those who truly know Him never stop inviting Him to reveal His awesome presence….I am convinced that faith sometimes means knowing God can, whether or not He does.  Sometimes when I am offering up my pitiful petitions, my heart becomes convicted as if God is saying, “Come on!  Challenge me today!”

Our bible study challenged God today and can I just tell you, nothing is impossible for God, whether it is a huge request like curing an illness to something smaller like providing a babysitter.

God answered our challenge, our prayer right in front of my eyes just ten minutes later.  It was SO COOL.!!

At BSF, Bible Study Fellowship, each class has a fellowship lunch every month so we can get to know each other better and share what Christ has been doing in our lives.

I’ve never been able to go because children are not allowed.  Our class is mostly parents with young kids so needless to say the fellowship luncheons are lacking women.

In class our teacher put in a prayer request.  We asked God to provide childcare to those in the class who needed it.  Our discussion leader reminded us that no task is too small for our Lord.

Five minutes later I sat in the sanctuary waiting for the lecture to begin when two women from Glendale Christian Church sat down next to me.

One of the gals leaned into me and said, “I didn’t know you were coming to BSF?”

“Since October,” I said, “I’ve never seen you here either.”

She asked, “When is your next Bible Fellowship lunch?”  That question almost floored me because it was the first glimpse of God at work.

“In a couple of weeks, when is yours?”

“Ours is next week.”

Her next question knocked me off my seat.  My human nature wanted to say she said it out of the blue but I know it was a woman whose heart was tendered to the prompting of our Lord and then followed through and obeyed.  It was God answering our prayer.

She asked, “Do you want me to watch Collins so you can go?”

I was giddy, “Yes, oh yes, I’d love for you to do that.”

Never stop challenging our Lord to show Himself.  Whether you are asking for something huge or something small He is there, waiting to answer you!

Pray right now for God to show Himself to you today!  He so wants to.  Then look for Him, He is there!