Showing posts with label freedom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label freedom. Show all posts

Thursday, August 7, 2014

"I Am Willing"





A man with leprosy came and knelt before Jesus and said, “If You are willing, You can make me clean.”  Jesus reached out and touched him saying, “I am willing”  (Matthew 8:1-4)

My heart collides with those four simple words…”IF You are willing…”  How many times have I asked that in my most secret place, not even able to verbalize it most of the time.  I KNOW God is willing to do it for others, but for ME…if… a small word that holds so many things in its two letters.  Am I worth it?  Would He do it for me?  Am I good enough to be noticed?  Or am I too messed up?  Am I even important enough?

The disease of leprosy causes one to be an outcast, alone, unwanted, unclean.  For us today, leprosy may represent our sin, our brokenness, our messed up lives.  So the question is, will I come like the bold yet fearful leper and kneel at the feet of the Father, asking, “You can clean me up if You are willing” or will I let the crowds yelling “unclean… broken” intimidate me, keeping me from possible help?  Will I let the fear of a “no” answer keep me an “outcast”?  All too often I have asked… expecting a “no” because of the way I see myself.  I wonder if the leper was scared to death to ask Jesus; he had nothing to lose but a whole lot to gain.  Jesus reached out and touched him, knowing the disease was highly contagious.  Oh how we long for such a touch- someone willing to touch our messy, contagious places.  To feel the touch of LOVE, but then to hear “I am willing”.  His heart must have missed quite a few beats at those precious words "I AM WILLING!"

I wonder if we were still long enough, if we’d hear those same words “I am willing” whispered to us.  We get so noisy, rehearsing why we are not worth it, why we don’t deserve His attention along with his touch.  Will you join me, kneeling in front of the Savior… quietly… listening… Do you hear the soft voice telling you, as He touches your face, “I am willing…I am willing to clean you up!”


Sunday, March 9, 2014

If Only...







     It’s amazing how one small red and white sippy cup can create so much frustration and even temper tantrums.  You see, a few months back my little grandson was being weaned off the bottle … to the sippy cup… cold turkey!  No other way to do it; given the choice he always chose the bottle.
    He could not see the bigger picture like we could.  It was a battle of the wills!  He certainly did not want to surrender his “rights” to the bottle, his comfort zone.
    So like us… we think we know best.  We like our comfort zones.  Then… God asks us to surrender something…. something out of our comfort zone, one of our “rights”.  Oh the fits we pitch, digging in our heels with a defiant “NO” or a tearful, fearful “I can’t” …. But FINALLY, after much struggle, we surrender.  It’s only then we realize the joy and greater freedom that is ours.
    If only we could have made one little blonde-haired little boy understand, it would have saved him so much turmoil.   And God is probably saying to us,” If only you would understand the joy and freedom that awaits if you'd just surrender!  Trust Me in this…I love you too much to leave you in your comfort zones”
    So what will it be… the bottle or the sippy cup?

Sunday, December 22, 2013







 Born in simple stall
announced by angelic choir
worshiped by shepherds
birth unnoticed born to bring
us His peace, hope and freedom

Merry Christmas!!!
Have a blessed New Year

Tuesday, October 1, 2013



Heart’s door locked within
Holding the key to freedom…
Will I insert it?


The prison cell is locked.  You stand holding the key- trying to decide if you’ll insert it.  You know it’s the key to freedom but…. Freedom is risky.  Maybe it would be better to stay in the cell, at least you know what to expect, even though you are miserable.

God stands outside, longing for you to open the door, to invite Him in, to make space for Him.  He won’t force it but He invites you to trust Him.  He understands how hard that is.  BUT IT IS YOUR CHOICE.

Yes, opening that door is risky.  But will you join me in choosing to believe that inserting the key will bring a life  we’ve only dreamed of…. that it will bring a love we have  craved?