A few days ago, after following the volcanic eruptions and seismic activity in Hawaii, I was sitting here at my computer and had what I guess may have been either a vision or a revelation.  I don't know, I just felt it and saw it.

I felt GREAT anguish, mixed with great feelings of disappointment, rejection and anger. I wondered what it was and the answer came.  I was experiencing a very small part of God's pain over His people and the world today.  Then, I saw a long, dark crack open up in what appeared to be the earth's surface.  There was fire and trembling at that point.  At that moment, God thrust his own Son into that hot, molten abyss.  I didn't see Him.  I just felt the power and the force as He was thrust in.

I suddenly realized what God had done.  He had received upon Himself the awful pain of a world He created for good and called unto himself … ignoring and despising Him.  Yet, He had done the unimaginable.  He had taken the pain and anger of our betrayal directly.  He didn't pretend it wasn't there or overlook it.  Instead he experienced it in full force.  Then, instead of US meeting HIS wrath, HIS SON took our place.  At that moment, I was in awe of what I had just witnessed.

This has been on my mind for the past couple of days since I saw it.  Today, I received more.  I saw the crack in the earth once again, but it was different. I saw the Son of God triumphantly coming out of that place and it didn't even look the same. The setting this time was peaceful, serene.

I thought of History's false gods and idols whom people believed, required them to sacrifice children for appeasement.  Fear caused these parents to throw their own children into volcanos or give them up by other tragic means.  Then I thought of our own God who felt the direct pain of our sin and did something different.  He sacrificed His Own Son, on our behalf.  I saw something else too.  I saw The Son coming out of that fractured, broken earth, triumphant.  No more fire.  It had become a peaceful mountain side monument, reminding me of that place where Jesus gave one of His greatest sermons, the Sermon on the Mount.

"Let the little ones come unto me," Jesus said.  "For of such is the kingdom of heaven."  What a contrast to the false gods and idols that people at one time served who demanded child sacrifice.  Instead, God gave His own Son.  But that wasn't all.  The powers of earth and sin could not hold Him and He returned to us and then back home to His Father's side where He has made preparation for us also.  Where He is, we want to be too.  Because, that's what he wants.

When a volcano erupts, hot, red, liquid comes up from deep within the earth' core. The ground around it becomes fractured from the trauma and opens up, releasing lava flow which runs down the mountain destroying what ever it comes into contact with.  What it doesn't destroy, it takes captive, immobilizes and soon, if there is no help available, this too will be taken.

When Jesus was offered up on Calvary, blood flowed out of his body and onto the ground.  His blood offered us forgiveness, canceled our debt and set us free. The forces of earth cannot match this event.  Unlike the other, it is done in a quiet way as we transfer our sin over to God and He fills in our fractured, empty soul with Himself.  No fireworks or grand display.  Just the trading of our sorrows for His peace.

[John 17:1-5]  After Jesus said this, he looked toward heaven and prayed:

“Father, the hour has come. Glorify your Son, that your Son may glorify you. ² For you granted him authority over all people that he might give eternal life to all those you have given him. ³ Now this is eternal life: that they know you, the only true God, and Jesus Christ, whom you have sent. ⁴ I have brought you glory on earth by finishing the work you gave me to do. ⁵ And now, Father, glorify me in your presence with the glory I had with you before the world began."

May it be that we live in anticipation of the adventure God has for us instead of staying in the land of lament and discontentment.

This was posted on my Facebook page back in 2011 and it didn't list a source so I guess it was mine.  Just popped up and probably means more to me today than it did back then.

Lessons I Learned From A Rocking Chair .... With My Mom In It. 

Yep, I got spanked and didn't much like that part of it, but my Mom would always take us straight way over to the old rocker, hold us and explain that, "She loved us enough to spank us if necessary, to help us learn what was acceptable behavior and what wasn't. She said that when we were older, we would understand.

 Of course my reasoning ability wasn't quite developed at that age and I never could quite figure it out. My brother Tim even muttered under his breath one time, during these post spanking- rocking sessions, "Next time I'll just get me a little 'fitch' (switch) and then maybe my Mommie will mind me!"  Another time he reasoned that he would just get his bottom out of the way, LOL.

 Well (smile) many years later when Mom had to sell her home and get rid of much of the furniture, all I wanted was that old rocking chair. See, all I can remember is the love.  And that old ruler, carefully placed above the pantry door for random training sessions didn't leave any scars either, just memories of a Mom who really knew the meaning of loving her kids.

I tried to follow my own Mom's example in disciplining my children. Lana was a smart one, she would stuff her pants with toilet paper before turning herself in.  Sean once set me on a chase throughout the house ..... up the stairs and into his room; then up a ladder and into his little loft. ( He thought I wouldn't fit, but I did.)  I finally caught up with him though, carried him down and we had our necessary "Come To Jesus", moment, after all.  I wasn't laughing at the time but it sure seems funny now. 

 Yep, they didn't get that many spankings, but there were certain occasions where it just seemed necessary. I told them the story of Grandma Mary and what she had told me when I was little and how I agreed with Grandma Mary that sometimes love hurts us both, but certain behaviors, if they were allowed to continue, could hurt them even more.  That old rocker sits downstairs now and I plan to restore it. Every time I see it I remember my Mom and what an amazing, loving parent she was!

 

 I don't think a spanking is always needed.  Discipline is as much teaching and encouraging as it is anything else.  I don't hold it against a parent for administering a spanking if it is done in the right way though.  We, as parents have to have our own, "Come To Jesus" moments, before we can rightly discern how to discipline our kids.

What is the difference between the institution of greed and those who institute it? Tell me, what is the difference between the institution of Pride and those who practice it?

What is the difference between two groups ... practicing prejudice against each other? Anything we continue to practice becomes a solid habit and finally a strong institution which takes control of us.

Can we fight greed with greed? Humility is not born, when two prideful attitudes face off against each other. Prejudice cannot be eradicated by using wrongful and unfair treatment as a weapon towards either side.

Finally, when does a sin gain so much power that it turns from an individual choice to a powerful institution that manipulates and controls us? When we, unwisely, allow it.

Hardest cases to solve are the ones we build against ourselves.

We can't even blame others, because we don't have to listen to them at all. When you say what they say, over yourself, you are putting yourself in submission to them.

Think about it. You are joining forces with them. Is that what you want? Forget about stopping them. Stop yourself from doing the unthinkable. Carrying on where they and their bullying, leave off...