Tag Archives: Philemon

Because of Christmas #8: Humble Pie

It as not been a good year for Humbles. There’s been a drought of kindness in the meager water supply. Not to mention, the much needed love fertilizer was held up in production due to an ineffective leadership that had not taken good care of the factory or its workers. If only a Thanksgiving a miracle would occur. But alas, the last sarcastic hail and hate tornadoes decimated the field to only a remnant. There might be no Humble pie tomorrow at the table.

“When pride comes, then comes disgrace, but with humility comes wisdom.”~Prov 11:2

In its glory, an abundant crop of Humbles is hard to describe. Their fruits are an array of iridescent colors, and when conditions are right, the tree of the Humble seems to dance in the light of the grace-full Son. Harvested, the fruits’ smell seeps free of its flesh and permeates the very air around it with such sweetness that it blesses every Thanksgiving homestead for an entire year.

“God opposes the proud but shows favor to the humble.”~1 Peter 5:5

Herod didn’t like Humble Pie. Didn’t eat it. Didn’t grow the fruit. In fact, he burned the fields where the trees grew. He even closed his curtains against the light of the Son. He knew he was right. He pursed is lips and refused to listen to anyone’s opinion except his own. He ignored the signs. He avoided the manna that he could have gathered. Worse – he wouldn’t drink from the well that would never run dry. His perversions were well documented, and he missed the grace of Humbles blooming in his fields forever.

“Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves,”~Phil 2:3

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. Not just a day to watch football. Not just a day to eat food. Not just a day to spend with family. Not just a day to debate issues. Not just a day to shop for material things. Not just day off work. Not just a day.

“And everything that you perform in word and in works, do in the name of our Lord Yeshua The Messiah and give thanks by him to God The Father.”~Col 3:17

Tomorrow is Thanksgiving. A day to find one of the remnant Humbles. There are a few trees left. Seek it out. Harvest it within your field. Make a pie and offer it as a blessing to those who share your table, that your loving Father might bless your year in the name of the Son who eternally brings grace to a never empty table.

 

“To the humble, God gifts great treasures.”~Max Lucado (p88)

Blessings!Be! and a Blessed Thanksgiving for all. [google images]

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RATIONS 100 DAYS! #89

Thankful for a Grandson’s birthday today. Thankful for another Grandson who loves to cuddle, read stories, play pretend, do puzzles, and a Granddaughter who can’t wait to call me after school to tell me what she wants me to sew on her Christmas stocking.
 
Thankful for our little neighbor who loves to play with our dogs, make up silly songs to sing to them and play with my 50+ year old plastic horses. Thankful for a toe that – while still swollen – doesn’t shout unless a silly puppy walks on it, or I doing something really stupid. Thankful for a Father God who swore never to be angry again.
 
“To me this is like the days of Noah,
when I swore that the waters of Noah
would never again cover the earth.
So now I have sworn not to be angry with you,
never to rebuke you again.”~Isaiah 54:9
 
Daily – as this ugly election draws to a close – I remind myself that God’s got this. He sees the tapestry on the finished side, and I – silly me – only see it on the reverse side. I see the tangled threads, the mistakes, the knots – dull colors that seem jumbled.
 
However – when I strain my eyes and my wobbly faith – I can almost see what the finished tapestry might hold – until I blink. Tears cloud my eyes, and I sigh. One day, I will no longer see through the glass darkly. I will see the finished tapestry in all of its glory.
 
Now that is a lot to be thankful for today.
 
1942 Daily Rations: ” ‘I bear branded on my boy the owner’s stamp of Jesus.’~Gal 6:17, Moffatt’s translation
 
“Read: Galatians 6:11-18
 
“St. Paul had no doubt often stood in the midst of the Roman slave markets. Among other never-to-be-forgotten sights he had noted how the slaves were branded with the owner’ tamp so that they could always be identified. Perhaps Onesimus was one of those- – – Onesimus, the runaway slave who was led to Christ by Paul in Rome and sent back to make amends to his master, Philemon. His story is told in the letter in the New Testament which bears the name of Philemon.
 
“The devotion of St. Paul to his Master and Lord is so complete that he speaks of himself as the slave of Christ, not by compulsion but by free surrender. So for himself he says: ‘To me to live is Christ,’ and to all Christians he cries out: ‘Ye are not your own. . .ye are bought with a price.’ The only way a Christian may be identified is by the owner’s name indelibly impressed upon his life.
 
“Prayer: O Christ, we thank thee for the last full measure of devotion given by St. Paul to his Master. May we too so yield to thy mastery that there may be no reserves or withholdings in our devotion. We make this prayer in thy name. Amen.”  [google images]

RATIONS 100 DAYS! #53

Normally, I LOVE storms – especially thunderstorms. The flash that hints at the clap to come. The rumble that leads to the boom. Pings against the roof and windows that says it is more than just rain out there. All of these things dig down into my soul and say, “God”.

Last night was a somewhat different. It didn’t just say ‘God’, it said, “GOD” – only in red, silver bold – double bold – CAPS! I think it shook the house from the inside out which is why it woke both me hubby. Not to mention that it sent the old dog scurrying out of her bed and off to the bathroom rug which I think she perceived as being much closer to her mom and dad’s bed.

She didn’t have the confidence to trust that all would be okay. Even if a tree fell on our roof (which is quite possible seeing as how trees are within two feet of our house on three sides), things would still be fine. Maybe, not easy, probably painful and at its worst – deadly – but still – in the end – fine because I have confidence in the One who created us and the promises He made.

Hubby got up to watch the storm from our front porch and feel the rain in his face. I lay back down to watch/listen as the storm – rather loudly and rollickly – lulled me back to sleep. It was a good night. A night to sleep in the expectation of a Living God who created a rainbow to light the way after the storm.

1942 Daily Ration: “Read: Philemon 4-21

” ‘Having confidence in Thy obedience I wrote unto Thee, knowing that thou wilt also do more than I say.’~Philemon 21

“It i said that before his most important battles Napoleon would retire to his tent and send for his generals one by one When they entered his tent they found him standing alone, dressed for battle. without saying a word he would grip their hand in his for one tense moment, then dismiss them. In that silence, each general in turn realized Napoleon’s great expectation of him.

“In this letter to Philemon, Paul appealed to the best and finest there was in his friend. He declared his confidence in Philemon, assured him that he saw elements of greatness in him, and intimated that this was the occasion for that greatness to assert itself. He lifted Philemon to greatness by expecting greatness of him.

“Jesus, likewise saw qualities in men which they did not know they possessed. Individuals found it almost impossible for them to disappoint him, not confidence in us, so much that he has given us wills in order that we might make our own choices. By giving us that freedom, God gave us the possibility to become great men and women- – -great in this sense of living up to God’s expectations of us. Jesus went to the cross to prove to us how high was God’s estimate of our worth. When we stop trying to live up to those expectations, we sin.

“Prayer: Our Father, we thank thee for thy great confidence in us. Grant that as children of thine we may not disappoint thee,, but rather try to live up to thy expectations through the strength thou dost supply. In Jesus’ name. Amen.

[google images/Jana Tenley photo]