Hurt People Hurt People

Hurt People Hurt People – You’re Not Seeing Double!

We’ve all come across a nasty person in our lives who could be classified as an enemy. It seems as if this person is bound and determined to destroy our peace and joy.

Why don’t they just leave me alone?

Have you ever asked that question? The harassment can happen at work, online, at a store, or in our daily interactions with aggressive people.

Sometimes the harassment is downright frightening.

They Have Nothing Better To Do

I remember once I had gone on a conservative women’s Facebook website and wrote a positive comment about the excellent work they were doing.

Hurt people hurt peopleApparently, there are sharks circling on every website now looking to devour anyone who supports conservative, God-honoring values.

Shortly after I made the comment, I got a threatening message from someone I didn’t recognize. Turns out this “gentleman” had seen my comment and didn’t like it. He called me the most awful, four-letter name that crude people use to describe a woman they don’t like. I was horrified at the language and the other threatening words that he used. This person didn’t even disguise his avatar. This man (and people like him), in internet terms, is commonly called a “troll.” I can’t even imagine the mindset of someone who would purposely seek out a stranger and call them names like that. There must be a deep-rooted misery in this person to strike out like he did. Hurt people, hurt people. It’s a sick world indeed, in need of a Savior.

How Should We Deal With Belligerent People?

So how did I handle this online, very sad, person? At first, I had the immediate reaction of wondering if this attacker knows where I live. After blocking him, I then informed my husband and some friends about the whole incident. It’s a good idea to make people aware if you’ve received a threat of some kind.

hurt people hurt peopleAfter I calmed down a bit, I decided to pray for him that night. And I did pray that God would change His life around. Praying helped me feel a lot better.

I don’t know if this man ever turned to God. We can only hope. But, praying was an important step – even though this man had enough anger in his heart to threaten me with violence.

It’s Hard to Pray for Our Enemies

I know firsthand that it’s hard to pray for God to bless our enemies. We don’t pray for them to become rich or anything. We pray for them to learn of His saving grace. It takes practice and it pleases God. Why should we bother?

  • The Bible tells us to pray for our enemies.
  • We’re showing obedience to God.
  • A prayer for our enemy can result in him/her turning to God.

Perspective is Everything

We may never know which of our enemies will have a changed life. But God wants us to pray regardless.

Not one of us is worthy. We all became enemies of God once sin entered the world. But, as Christians, we have the hope of eternal life. Before we became born again as His new creation, how were we any different than our own worst enemy? As painful as it is to think about, all of our sins (yours and mine) sent Jesus to the cross. All of us have access to His saving grace and that includes praying for the salvation of our enemies.

Remember Saul in the Bible, who later became Paul? Saul hated Christianity. He was an instrumental figure in trying to destroy the Church. And yet, he was prayed for by a devout Christian. Saul’s life dramatically changed thanks to God’s providence. What an amazing and inspiring encouragement Paul’s life story is to remind us to pray for our enemies.

I found a wonderful article that demonstrates this very well. Thank you in advance to a talented fellow Christian writer, Abby Kelly.

Who Prayed For Paul?
By Abby Kelly

The headlines ran red. If there were a secret first century parchment bearing news, prayers and encouragement, circulating the dispersed believers, surely it read, ” Steven, our beloved brother in the faith, perished at the hands of Saul and the religious leaders. He breathed his last yet full of the Spirit and testifying to the goodness of Jesus.”

Maybe, John picked up that parchment or maybe he wrote it, heart aching. What a loss for the early church! No doubt Christians across the known world knelt in their homes and small gatherings, praying fervently for Steven’s family, the progress of the Gospel, their own safety and Christ’s soon return. But who prayed for Saul?

The early church knew who was responsible for much of their terror, and God asked them to do the unbelievable. After Jesus appeared to Saul on the road to Damascus, He approached one of His own, a man named Ananias, and told him to go to Saul and lay his hands on him: ” ‘Lord,’ Ananias answered, ‘I have heard many reports about this man and all the harm he has done to your holy people in Jerusalem. And he has come here with authority from the chief priests to arrest all who call on your name.’ ” (Acts 9:13, 14)

I wonder about that as our own headlines run red. Every single day we learn of more Christians, more People of the Cross, losing their lives for the name of Jesus. And, I kneel. I kneel by my bed and pray with tears streaming down my face. My emotions boil, a hot alloy of anger, fear, compassion and longing for justice. I lift up the Coptic Christians, those in Syria, Pastor Saeed Abedini, the orphans, the widows and those fighting for freedom.

But who prays for ISIS? Who prays for the Muslim Brotherhood? Who prays for Boko Haram and Vladimir Putin? Who prays for Al Queda?

Last Sunday, I served on prayer team at my church. Five of us huddled in the church office praying for the service and everything the Spirit laid on our hearts. We prayed for the church worldwide, but in that hour, none of us prayed for the persecutors. I have to confess, that even on my own time, I am reticent to pray for them. It’s not that I haven’t thought of it; it’s just that I don’t want to.

But in the biblical account, God didn’t let prayer warriors off the hook. In Acts 9:15-17, He replied to Ananias, ” ‘Go! This man is my chosen instrument to proclaim my name to the Gentiles and their kings and to the people of Israel. I will show him how much he must suffer for my name.’ Then Ananias went to the house and entered it. Placing his hands on Saul, he said, ‘Brother Saul, the LordJesus, who appeared to you on the road as you were coming here has sent me so that you may see again and be filled with the Holy Spirit.’ “

If Ananias had refused God, if he had found praying for the murderer of his Christian brothers just too hard, what would have become of Saul? Who would have become Paul? Who would have written the majority of the New Testament? Who would have written Romans, the consummate doctrine of salvation by grace through faith?

God may have asked Ananias to do the unbelievable, but God proved that He will do the impossible. The bulk of our sacred New Testament was penned by the very man who once slaughtered People of the Cross.

Might God dramatically change the trajectory of history if Christians today pray for the persecutors? Can you imagine, for a split second, the magnificent manifestation of God’s glory if those perpetuating evil turned their hearts toward Jesus? Do you think we should be praying for terrorists? What should we pray?

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Our Good Father

Our Good Father That’s Just Who He Is

We have such a good, Holy, and Infinite Father. He sees all of our sins and yet freely offers us a path to forgiveness.

good FatherThe path?

It’s not a mystery.

As we trek through the rat race of this life, God doesn’t make us jump through hoops or sign a written contract. There’s no wearing a scarlet letter or public shaming for our sins.

No, none of that, as far as God is concerned.

The one, true God, is good and He cares about us.

Eternal Embrace

The truth is humbling. We have the blessed assurance that He will always welcome us back, if we are truly sorry for our sins. No matter what they are.

In our prayers, we must show up at His throne with our broken, wounded, and repentant hearts.

We deserve nothing, but instead of rejecting us, God embraces and forgives us for the prodigal sons and daughters that we are, desperately in need of His grace.

Jesus never fails

God is Good All the Time

He doesn’t allow difficulties to enter into our lives out of some twisted desire to see us suffer.

We fail Him often, but He never fails.

There’s a song we sang in church recently that’s a favorite. The chorus has been on my mind a lot lately, especially as I’m watching joy-killing news on television or reading sad headlines on Facebook.

I’m grateful that a song like this one can come to me when I need some encouragement. It always comes to mind at just the right time. I’m thankful to God that I can turn off brain-clogging mainstream news and focus on what is, ultimately, untarnished hope.

The title is “Good Good Father,” sung here by Chris Tomlin. I’ve posted it so you can delight in God too.

Our Past Does Not Have To Dictate Our Future

Life has it’s share of disappointments and trials, but there’s one constant we can hold onto. God wants none of us to perish. As the Apostle Paul tells us in the Book of 1 Corinthians:

*18 For the word of the cross is folly to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.1 Corinthians 1:18. ESV

God bless you this week!

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*Scripture quotation is from The Holy Bible, English Standard Version®, copyright © 2016 by Crossway Bibles, a division of Good News Publishers. Used by permission. All rights reserved.

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God is Not Our Own Personal Butler

It might sound appealing, but God is not our own personal butler! He’s with us 24/7, but He’s not on call to grant our every want and desire.

Speaking of granting wishes, we have the cutest puppy and our little Cayenne has taken “it’s all about me” to a new level.

having a personal butlerHe’s three years old, but he’ll always be a baby to us. He’s the most affectionate loving dog ever. But he’s developed this little habit.

It started out innocent enough. We hung a little bell on our back door and taught him to ring the bell whenever he has to go outside to do his “business.”

Trouble is, somehow in his cute little mind, the bell ringing has morphed into “I ring that bell and I can get anything I want!”

It took us a little while to figure out what he was doing. He would ring the bell, one of us would take him outside and sometimes, he’d do nothing. We’d take him back inside, curious about the failed bathroom attempt, and then he’d run to the bottom of the stairs, for instance, begging to come upstairs to my office.

Now he is ringing the bell for everything – to go outside or upstairs, to get him some water, feed him…everything!

What Are We? His Butler?

Cayenne is a funny one alright, but how often do we think of God as our own personal butler? Maybe we don’t even realize it sometimes. We ask, but more importantly, we don’t pray for His perfect will to be done (most of all.) Oops!

I want that new job, no matter what.

No matter how he treats me, I want to marry my boyfriend.

I want it my way all the time, no matter what.

The reality is we don’t always get our way. We may summon our personal butler, God, but He doesn’t always seem to cooperate, does He?

First off, we need to quit thinking of Him as a butler.

Sorry prosperity preachers, teaching your congregations that God will prosper them is simply wrong.

We need to loosen that grip of our inner control freak. (It’s a tendency in all of us.)

God is not our own personal butlerWe aren’t cute little puppies that can ring a bell and God comes running to meet all of our needs.

Only God is in control. The timing of every detail in our lives is in His hands, from our birth until we breathe our last breath. God is in the driver’s seat, from the beginning of time to the end.

So, please let go.

Lose that inner bell ringer in your life and, through prayer, put your trust in God completely.

Father God, please help me in my weakness when I lose sight of Your perfect will. I often fall short of Your best.

My desire is to please and completely trust You. I know that everything works together for good, and to bring glory and honor to You. When I become shortsighted, help me to release the strongholds in my life that distract me from Your grace. Help me to be content, no matter what the circumstances. In Jesus’ Name. Amen.

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Creation’s Splendor and Delight In God

Creation’s Splendor and Take Delight In The Lord

God’s gracious gift, beauty unparalleled.

We don’t worship creation itself, of course, but we can and should thank God for this beautiful gift.

God Created Creatures of the Sea and Every Living Thing

Have you ever seen a Mandarinfish? It was new to me until one day when I was doing an internet search on amazing animals, I saw a photo.

Here’s a picture if you’ve never seen one. Look at that little guy. Those colors are gorgeous! Only the Master Creator can design a beautiful creature like that.

https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/thumb/b/b5/Synchiropus_splendidus.jpg/256px-Synchiropus_splendidus.jpg

Photo courtesy of: By Gdiggers (Own work),© 14 July 2012, “Green mandarin in a reef aquarium”,  [CC BY-SA 3.0], via Wikimedia Commons, https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/b/b5/Synchiropus_splendidus.jpg

Thank You God for the Splendor of Your Works!

Creation's splendor and delight in God

It’s sometimes hard to put into words my appreciation for the magnificence of God’s palette of brilliant colors, but I wanted to share a lovely poem that comes close to doing that. It’s from a fellow Christian writer and it’s called “When I Look Around.” I hope it blesses you as much as it did me.

 

When I Look Around
By Deborah Ann Belka

Lord, when I look all around,
I see all You have made
I see the beauty in the sunrise
and the splendor when it fades.

I see the majestic mountain peaks,
the hills brilliant, golden tops
I see the stars sparkle ever brightly
in a sky that never seems to stop.

Lord, when I look all around,
I see all the things You have done
I see everything I’m blessed with
and I am grateful for every one.

I see a warm and cozy home,
filled with all the love I need
I see the bounty on my full plate
and a Bible I can always read.

Lord, when I look all around,
I see the mercy You have given
I see the cross on Mount Calvary
and I’m thankful I am forgiven.

I see a world who doesn’t believe,
in the glory of Your grace
I see millions of lost people
who refuse to seek Your face.

Lord, when I look all around,
I see Your glorious splendor
and I pray more hearts to Your love
will truly yield and surrender!

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John 3:16

“For God so loved the world,
that he gave his only begotten Son,
that whosoever believeth in him
should not perish, but have everlasting life”

King James Version
by Public Domain

Copyright 2016
Deborah Ann Belka
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A Rose For Carol

A Rose for Carol

Friends – This is a memorial tribute to someone very special in my life who left this world just a few days ago. Carol was my husband’s cousin, and she had become a very dear friend in my life.

rose for CarolWhen someone we love dies, even though we know it eventually happens to all of us, we’re still taken aback, stunned, and shaking our heads as the news sinks in and we realize how short life is.

What a difference a few days, even weeks, can make when someone dear is stricken with an illness and then loses their valiant fight against a terrible disease.

It had been a difficult week emotionally. My husband had to have arm surgery, and on that same day, we got home from the hospital only to hear the sad news of Carol’s death.

We were stunned.

I’m still feeling sad over her loss. She was a shining light in our family, and we’ll all miss her terribly.

I heard someone at the interment service yesterday say that “Carol was the glue in our family.”

That is so true.

Heart of the family

Every family reunion or gathering, Carol was right there at the heart of it – always enthusiastic and ready to join in the fun and get the party started.

I first met Carol at a family reunion many years ago. My first impression? She had a larger-than-life personality and a contagious laugh. You couldn’t help but join in. We liked to joke that, at the reunions, Carol’s table was the place to be!

She was fun to be around, no question, and she would give you the shirt off her back if you needed it. Carol had a voice that, I believe, was loud enough to reach to heaven. God gave her tremendous gifts to display His glory here on earth.

Everyone mattered to Carol. If you were in a conversation, she was focused on you, and you were THE most important person in the room. She also had a servant’s heart and great compassion for people.

A Servant’s Heart

Back in 1997, our family was in a terrible accident near Jackson Hole, and our 9-year-old niece died. My husband and I flew home to Texas, and my leg was still in a cast. Our niece’s funeral was out of state, but at that time, I wasn’t in any shape to get back on a plane to attend the service with the rest of my family.

Enter Carol, one of the most sincere people I have ever met. Carol jumped at the chance to minister to us after that accident. She arranged it with my husband to come over, spend several nights, and she took care of me so that he could fly back to attend our niece’s funeral. Not only did Carol act as a caregiver for me, but she was also there to lend a comforting ear – to be a friend and a shoulder to cry on. One of those mornings around two a.m.; I felt the need to try to walk to the bathroom. I wasn’t sure if Carol was even going to hear me in the next room where she was sleeping. But, she was up in a flash. She walked into my room and made sure I got in and out of bed okay.

Carol was a blessing. She never expected anything in return for caring for me, but I went out and bought her a little birdhouse for her yard, as a “thank you.” It was the perfect gift. After all, when I was around her, she always seemed to have a song in her heart.

a song in her heart

I’m upstairs in my office right now writing this blog post. I hear songbirds outside chirping at the bird feeders in our yard.

I’m thinking of you, Carol.

See you on the other side.

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