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ALL THE TIME, GOD IS GOOD

Love – LoVe – LOVE Sundays. Not only do I get to have breakfast with daughter and family, but I generally get a call from the other daughter or a friend or edit some writing – or just able to spend extra time leaning on and learning from the WORD.

This morning there were buttermilk waffles. Seafood dip from Left Bank Butchery. Really good bread (even if it wasn’t gluten free). A Grand curled around her daddy just like I used to curl around mine. Another Grand and his mother putting together a birthday present that continues to challenge everyone who looks at the instructions. A long wonderful conversation with my NYC daughter – catching up on her life – wishing we were just a little closer so I could hear her violin sing in my ears again. A call from an old friend and laughing till my throat hurt. Then time in His WORD. Who could ask for more?

GOD is good all the time – even though we live in a world that continues to turn more inside out everyday. All the time, GOD is good.

“Fear not – The LORD is committed to removing anything from your life that might promote the very thing that will hinder your progress.”~Priscilla Shirer, wk 3:D3 Gideon Bible Study

Been thinking about this quote all week. Tossing it this way. Then throwing it up in the air. Bouncing it up and down to see where it lands or if it bounces away. Turning myself in circles to see why these particular words seemed to be highlighted in the text before I pulled out my pen.

GOD is good all the time.

I started this Bible study on a whim – a nudge – a wink of an unseen eye when I saw a friend post about it right after Christmas. It has been a challenging blessing. Finding the extra time every day. Delving deep into a Bible story that I knew very little about to begin with except – There was this man named Gideon. Gideon was visited by an angel. Gideon fought a battle with only 300 and won over thousands. Three chapters.

Who knew I could learn so much from three tiny chapters of the Old Testament?

All the time, GOD is good.

Today is also Holocaust Memorial Day, Yom Hoshoah. As I wrote those familiar words of the last few paragraphs, Elie Wiesel’s words taunted them in my mind. “The yellow star? So what? It’s not lethal …” (Poor Father! Of what then did you die?)”~Elie Wiesel, Night How can both both be true? GOD is good all the time – All the time, GOD is good. People dedicated to opening their tents of faith for the world to see, marked by a yellow star, banished to prison camps (along with many other ethnic groups – or twins – or homosexuals – regime protesters, etc). It is hard for the logical mind to accept. Wiesel struggled with it throughout his life as did many of the Holocaust survivors. Books and books have been written about it. Debated – Defended – Dismissed.

And yet – even so – the wisdom of our humanity doesn’t comprehend the total love and promises of an omniscient Father. The more I read and study and pray – the more the truth of those words ring true in my heart.

GOD is good all the time – All the time, GOD is good.

Wish I had an answer. Wish I could fit all the parts together. Wish I knew if I would be as faithful as so many were when they walked through the temporary gates of the ghettos or the more permanent doors of the gas ovens. Wish I knew if I could be as brave as Gideon when GOD told him to dismiss all his other soldiers and go into battle with only 300. Wish I understood why our world seems to be turning inside out.

“If wishes were horses, beggars will ride.”

Long ago, these words hung in a small town library. I had to climb up a lot of steps with my small legs to get to the door of this library. Usually, I had a pile of books in my arms, so I couldn’t hold on to the banister. I remember dropping those books more than once and having to retrace those steps a few times over. I also remember puzzling over those words hanging on the wall over the horse section of the shelves. “If wishes were horses…” The decades have added a little more wisdom in understanding them.

So I end with what I know to be true in the deepest part of my being – – whether on Sundays when we remember horrible atrocities that happened and continue to happen in this upside down world – – or on Sundays when life is wonderful, restful and blessed. Our finite minds may not understand. Our hearts may not break with the pain… Faith says open our tents…trust… rejoice…fear not…for…….

GOD is good all the time.

All the time, GOD is good.   

10 Book Challenge

Labor Day.  Big party was yesterday at the daughter’s.  Took lots of pictures.  Got my needed hugs and kisses from the Grands.  Today’s plan…dogs to lake…read book…write a little…pray a little more… and just laze around.

Got the first two things started and then made the mistake of checking FB because I had some pictures to share with the daughter.  One of my friends sent a challenge:  “In your status, list 10 books that have stayed with you in some way. Don’t take more than a few minutes and do not think too hard. They do not have to be the “right” books or great books of literature, just ones that have affected you in some way. Tag 10 friends including me, so I can see your list.”

hopalongI was not tagged – shame on this friend who knew I would love this challenge, but I tagged myself because I loved this idea.   Seeing as how I really didn’t have anything major planned.  Seeing as how the husband was off “laboring” on Labor Day.  Seeing as how books have entirely ruled my life from the time I discovered words on my childhood area rug that said:  Hop-a-Long Cassidy in big white letters (if memory serves, mine was a brown rug – but then again – that is memory for you).  I thought, “This would be a quick and fun thing to do”.   HA!

Hmmmmm….not so quick but definitely a great pursuit for the introspective Jewish month of Elul.  Because – just how do you limit it to 10 books?   I have since thought of at least 5 more books, I should have liked to squeezed into the original “ten”.  Must be Common Core is sinking into my logic – 10 doesn’t necessarily mean 10 – right?  

1. bibleBible (where would my soul be without it?  I read it everyday.  2 chapters of the OT, 5 psalms, 1 chapter of Proverbs, 2 chapters of NT and assorted side tracks into Daniel, Isaiah, etc.)


2. ifjesuscameIf Jesus Came to My House by Joan G. Thomas (1st book I remember reading over and over)

 


3. black like meBlack Like Me by John Howard Griffin (read it in Jr. Hi. and sent me on a quest; took the 1st ever Black Studies classes offered on OSU-Cols campus, read tons more favorites (Malcom X, Their Eyes Were Watching God, Native Son, Fredrick Douglas, Langston Hughes…oooh where do I stop???)


4. Edgar Cayce the Sleeping Prophet (found on the self of the Loudonvillecayce Library when I was working there as a page and started me on my own spiritual quest outside of my parents’ faith…and all books by Cayce, Ruth Montgomery, Authur Ford, Jane Roberts, etc)

 

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5. Leaves of Grass by Walt Whitman (Thank you, Mrs. Robinson, for this one, the research paper I wrote on his life and all the poetry books that I devoured after that.)


6. atlasAtlas Shrugged by Ayn Rand and all her books (changed my politics a little more and challenged my faith since she was writing from an atheistic bias)

 


7. Dialogue with the Devil by Taylor Caldwell handed to me by a stranger downloadin the Whitehall Library in Columbus who said I needed to read it (then I preceded to read every book she wrote, including her autobiography Growing Up Tough which I read portions of for our 8th grade autobio unit)

 

akiane8. Akiane Kramarik: Her Life, Her Art, Her Poetry (Added depth of thought on SOOOOOO many levels)

 


9.blessingsThe Path of Blessing by Rabbi Marcia Prager (continues to add so much depth of thought behind Rabbi Yeshua actions and words, even though she is not Christian, she is His child.  Thanks to my good friend who didn’t tag me for recommending this book)
10. And all classics – Children – Young Adult – Adult (doesn’t matter) – any genre (doesn’t matter) – after all – that is why they are called classics.

It got me thinking about how much reading has meant to me and continues to mean to me.  When my mom developed Macular Degeneration, we got her books on tape via the library.  She had a hard time operating the tape recorder, but she loved listening to me when I would read to her.  I read her newspapers, books, magazines and letters that my kids sent via e-mail.  It would make her laugh or cry or start a discussion that would last in my heart for many years.

Reading is like that.  It builds and elicits memories on so many levels.  Movies that exist in our heads.  New lands to visit.  New time periods to learn details that we never knew from the history books.  Emotions that we had forgotten.  Dreams to seek – as a child – an adult – a senior citizen.  Reading is all that and probably much more than I have remembered.

I love this Jewish month.  It is appropriate that school starts in this month as students start the long road of reading for knowledge, wisdom and discernment.  I love challenges.  I love a book challenge.

Wisdom is supreme:  therefore get wisdom.  Though it cost all you have, get understanding.  ”  Prov 4:7