God’s call

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“Heal me, Oh Lord, and I will be healed.” Jer. 17:14

 

ATTENTION SEXUAL ABUSE SURVIVOR’S – MALE AND FEMALE

The Lord has impressed on my heart to start a new blog, “Cyber Support Group” Hope, Healing, & Deliverance for sexual abuse survivors.

I have ministered to both men and women survivor’s of childhood sexual abuse over the years and led Christian based support groups for women survivor’s for eleven years. I have never done an internet support group and am totally relying on the Holy Spirit to lead me. He is faithful.

If you are a survivor or know someone who was sexually abused I ask that you share this blog site with them. Support groups are few and far between. In my experience I have found them to be of great value in the healing process. This is a new endeavor on my part and although there are many wonderful sites offering encouragement, the Cyber Support Group will require active participation.

Be sure to read the “About “ – it will give you the information about the support group. I just published the first article and am praying it will be informative to not just survivors (we know what abuse is) but to shed light on misnomers and heighten awareness.

Go to: http://www.cybersupportgroup.org There’s also a “follow” box.

If you have confidential questions feel free to e-mail me at: elah501c@bellsouth.net

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“But Lord, You said….”

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Over the years the Lord has put my faith to some really big tests. When I first became a Christian He knew I was used to being told what to do, not asked if I would kindly do something. Because of His grace He speaks to us in the ways we are used to.

In 1998 a big test was put before me. “Sell your home and move where I’m sending you.” He didn’t bother to tell me exactly where that was until shortly before I was to hop in the car and cross the country.

That started what I call the “five year odyssey.” As I drove across the country He finally notified me that I would be there for eighteen months. Don’t you just love it when the Lord only tells you what you need to know for that moment and nothing more? He kept telling me, “Trust Me.” It got very frustrating!

I was there for eighteen months and then the surprise came for the next location. “You’ll be here a year.” I thanked Him. It was only at each step that He would tell me what I was to do while I was at each of these locations.

I was learning to trust Him and to be obedient without question. Believe me that was not an easy journey! I learned distrust from a very early age and to just say, “Trust Me” wasn’t flying very well with all I had learned for years.

More moves came about. The third move He said I would be there for two years but suddenly told me I would be moving again. “What? You said I’d be here two years. This is six months early?” “Trust Me.” More hard lessons were learned.

On the fourth move I find myself leaving boxes packed because I have no idea where He will send me next. “You don’t have to move any more” the Lord said as I stood trying to decide which boxes to unpack. When I’d hesitate to hang a picture He’d tell me the same until finally I unpacked everything and set up my “nest.”

Five years later –

“I want you to move to…” came the familiar voice. I couldn’t believe it! “But You said I didn’t have to move any more!” I screamed. I was devastated! Satan quickly slithered in and convinced me that Christ was a liar. That I couldn’t trust Him and I needed to walk away from Him. The enemy had me convinced that God Almighty had betrayed my trust. I confess, I listened. Not to the Lord but to the father of lies. I came within a hair of turning my back on my heavenly Father who loves me, accepts me, and wants me to be all He created me to be.

I rejected the prayers of others. I didn’t want to hear them in my hurt and anger. I cried. I stomped in a fit of rage. I refused to listen to or speak to my Creator. Oh Satan was doing a really good number on me. He had a hold on me that was firm and he was determined not to let go.

Remember the verse that says we are in God’s hands? That nothing will separate us from His love? I don’t remember how long I was in the grips of the enemy. I felt deeply hurt and that God had betrayed my trust. I was hurt, angry, and confused but I had a choice to make. Was I going to be obedient or stay put? I started packing.

Did God change His mind? Did I hear wrong when He said I don’t have to move any more? No, I heard right. He said, “You don’t HAVE to move any more.” He said, “I WANT you to move to…” In other words, I had a choice. I didn’t have to obey His request. I could sit back comfortably (oh right!) and stay in my nice nest or I could go through the rigors of packing up and leaving to who knew where for reasons only Christ knew.

There have been three more moves since then. In another move He said I’d be there two years but had me move in a year and half. Did He change His mind again? Does He change His mind? In Exodus 32:14, Moses was pleading with God to not pour out His wrath on the people. “So the Lord relented from the harm which He said He would do to His people.” It sounds like a change of mind to me. What do you think? Does God change His mind?

If we are true followers of Christ we are to trust Him completely. If we trust Him we will be obedient no matter what He calls us to do. The enemy, Satan, has one goal; to rob, steal, and kill. He will rob you of your joy, he will steal your faith, and kill all hope……………….if you let him.

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A Wasted life – or was it?

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“Blessed are those who mourn, For they shall be comforted.” Matt.5:4

Looking at this scripture we often think of a widow or a widower mourning the loss of their loved one. But in this life we mourn many things. What do you mourn?

When that question was asked of me I couldn’t think of anything in particular. Yes, I had mourned the loss of my husband, I had mourned the loss of a childhood through abuse, I’ve mourned the loss of pets, and of friends. But when I asked the Lord, “Is there anything I’m mourning?” I was surprised and confused about His reply.

“You mourn a wasted life.” was His reply. What?

All day I have thought about that answer and have taken peeks back at my life from birth to adulthood. I went to school; elementary through college. I’ve been a “soda jerk,” a sales clerk at J.C. Penny’s and various clothing stores, I worked my way through college by working in a Psychiatric Hospital helping the mentally ill. I had a career flying the friendly skies.  So how can all of that and all of those years have been wasted?

Forty-nine years. Yes, for forty-nine years I was doing my own thing. But was I really? The years of schooling was preparing me for the world. The after-school jobs was teaching me the financial aspects of being a responsible adult. The Psych. Hospital was teaching me so many things I can’t begin to express them here. It was an experience like no other and that knowledge has been used in many different situations in my life along with, of course, paying my college tuition fees. The flight attendant career took me to places I would never have been able to go and meeting people I never would have met. In particular Christians! I didn’t realize there were so many flying around those friendly skies! They had their “prey” trapped in a cylindrical tube high up in the sky and continually tried to convert me.

Oh yes. Sue was not a Christian. Sue was doing her own thing. Sue didn’t think she needed God. Not the God that allowed all the bad stuff in her life. Not the God that sat on the sidelines and didn’t give a flip about what she did. Sue, who chewed up Christians and spit them out like sour milk. No, Sue didn’t need this so-called loving God.

How wrong Sue was!

My husband and I had retired and was enjoying the good life but suddenly my world was turned upside down and inside out. My comfortable world with my cherished husband, was left empty. My husband died, my home felt empty and I was alone with the silence within its walls. Family was gone because I told “the secret.” I crawled into the cave of grief. That dark place where no light will enter because the shutters of the heart is closed.

Then Christ stepped in.

I hear it all the time, “Forget the past!” Well I don’t want to forget the past! When I look at my past and the experiences I have had it humbles me to the point of tears because it is my past that the Lord brought me through. It is all those experiences of growing up in a dysfunctional, abusive home that the Lord has used to help other victims of abuse. It is those flight attendants that prayed fervently for this lost soul to find Christ and all the seeds they planted at 37,000 feet in the air.

It is a husband who showed me unconditional love. and yes, it is all those sin filled experiences that the Lord has shown His great mercy through. It is the fowl language that spewed from these lips, the indiscretions, the drunken parties, dirty jokes uproariously laughed about, the “I’ll burn that Bible if you don’t get it out of my face!” It is the forgiveness of all my sins; past, present, and future.

I don’t want to forget the past! If I forget the past then maybe I will shrug off the great things that Christ has done in my life; in me, through me, and for me. He transformed a lost soul to a victor. He has taken me out of the pit of hell and given me life.

So why did He say, “You mourn a wasted life?” Because I look at those first forty-nine years and see my feet on the edge of a fire filled abyss and wonder how I ever lived without Him. I look at those forty- nine years and regret that I didn’t know Him, I didn’t worship Him, I didn’t serve Him. I look at those forty-nine years and mourn the lost time I could have had with Him.

“Blessed are those who mourn for they shall be comforted.” His comfort comes in that when I look back I can see His hand all along the way. I can see His mercy and grace hard at work as I did my own thing. I can see His shed blood on the cross and hear Him tell me over and over how much He loves me.

His comfort is in knowing I will not be spending eternity in a fire filled hell with Satan laughing at me for all my poor choices. His comfort comes in knowing that I have a Savior that cares so much for me that even though I was lost He never gave up on me. His comfort comes in knowing He used every opportunity to bring me step by step to Him. That’s the kind of comfort He gives to those of us that were lost and now are found.

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Don’t kid yourself – God cares!

One of my favorite activities is playing in the dirt. Working in my yard planting flowers and making gardens brings me such joy. Last Fall I started a “little” project that I thought would enhance my front yard tremendously. I’ll just build a retaining wall and fill the area with dirt and plant some beautiful flowers, add a Rose of Sharon, and leave the rose bush and Crepe Myrtle where they are. That will make for a nice garden, I thought while gazing at the sloping ground.

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Now I’m no spring chicken and what muscles my five foot four body had are pretty well shot but I do the best I can. I dug the trench and aligned the blocks, I carried one heavy cement block at a time and positioned each so they were solidly set, one on top of the other. (I have over 800 to do.)

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Do you notice the square cement block sitting in the center? That used to be a cement step outside the basement door. It took a big machine to lift it and place it there. It was the foundation for my Christian birdbath to sit on. IMGP2138

(It’s a non-denominational birdbath so all are welcome)  Now I need to move it! No machine, no big men with muscles rippling under shirt sleeves. Just little old me.

For weeks I’ve cried out to the Lord, “Lord help me. I need that moved and I can’t budge it! Do you have some really strong angels who can help me? Please send them.”

With spring in my step and energy level high I am back working on my garden. But another problem arose.

When I had a truck load of dirt delivered I was told my wall would come tumbling down with that amount of dirt to fill the area. I need to make it a 2 tier garden or have to rebuild my wall with rebar, etc. Back to digging, carrying one heavy block at a time, and finally having the first row done I gaze at the not-so-level cement square sitting in the middle of my garden project.

“Lord? Please, please, please. I’ll leave it right where it is but it needs to be level. The front needs to come up and I can’t budge it. Oh God You have to send me a big strong angel!”

I awoke this morning to the sound of crashing, grinding, and the roar of some big truck outside my front door. Peeking out the window to see what is disturbing the peace and quiet, my eyes can’t believe what they’re looking at!

Four big angels, muscles rippling, shovels in hand. Okay so they are road workers doing work along the road in the subdivision. They look like angels to me! I scream thank you Lord, make a mad dash to the bedroom and throw on some clothes. Throwing open the front door my short, fat little legs   make a bee line for the biggest angel, with the biggest muscles. I smile brightly looking up at him. Batting my seventy year old eyelashes sweetly, I ask if I can barrow his muscles because I don’t have any.

God cares for even those things that we feel are not important enough to go to Him about. He says to pray about EVERYTHING. I needed muscles! Muscles that could lift the edge of that cement square so I could level it.

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GOD ANSWERS EVEN OUR SMALLEST PRAYERS!

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“And so I tell you, keep on asking, and you will receive what you ask for. Keep on seeking, and you will find. Keep on knocking, and the door will be opened to you.” Luke 11:9

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A House not made with hands

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“For we know that if our earthly house, this tent, is destroyed, we have a building from God, a house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.

For in this we groan, earnestly desiring to be clothed with our habitation which is from heaven, if indeed, having been clothed, we shall not be found naked.

For we who are in this tent groan, being burdened, not because we want to be unclothed, but further clothed, that mortality may be swallowed up by life.

Now He who has prepared us for this very thing is God, who also has given us the Spirit as a guarantee.

So we are always confident, knowing that while we are home in the body we are absent from the Lord.

For we walk by faith, not by sight.

We are confident, yes, well pleased rather to be absent from the body and to be present with the Lord.” 2Cor. 5:1-8 NKJV

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“Here’s your homework assignment for this week,” my Pastor said.

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“What do you fear losing so much that if you lost it your life would cease to be good?”

My first reaction was, “I don’t want to think about that.” But the Lord wasn’t going to let me off that easy. Pastor Randal was speaking on where our hope is. His other question was, “What has to change for my life to be good?” Here’s a few of my examples; a wife stops nagging, a husband spends more time with me and the kids, I had a bigger house, the old clunker in the driveway was in the junk pile and a new car sitting in its place, the kids would behave better. The list can go on. Pick your own change that will “make your life good.”

These are just a few examples of where we seem to place our hope. “I hope I get a raise. It would sure make life a lot easier” “I hope the deal comes through. That could mean I stay in business.” But isn’t our hope, as Christians, to be in the Lord? Aren’t we to stand on His promises? He makes plenty of them throughout scripture. If we believe Him then why do we place our hope in worldly things to make our life good? What happened to, “Your will, Lord, be done?”

“Now this is the confidence that we have in Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us.” 1John 5:14

Back to the homework assignment.

We as humans cling to many different things. When the Lord told me I was going to have to sell my motor home I was devastated! “You’re taking away my freedom! I won’t get to go to the lake and camp! If I sell it I’m trapped at home!” I cried. To say I was upset is an huge understatement! My “Angel Buggy” gave me a means to get out in nature in comfort and feel safer than if I was sleeping in a sleeping bag in a tent on the ground. It was my means of escape. I was able to get away from the hustle and bustle of everyday stresses. Now I had to sell it! My life was not going to be “good” any more! I would no longer be able to escape to the lake. I wouldn’t be able to float around on an air mattress and gaze at the clouds or sit back on a lounge chair listening to nature. He was taking away my freedom to relax! No, life was not going to be good any more.

What the Lord didn’t tell me was that He would give me a home within walking distance of Georgia’s largest lake. He didn’t tell me that I could do all those things every day if that’s what I so desired. What a Mighty God we have…………….. if only we will trust Him.

Phil. 1:6 says, “being confident of this very thing, that He who has begun a good work in you will complete it until the day of Jesus Christ.”

He knows our wants and our needs. Yet we tend to look everywhere for those wants and needs to be met, except to Him, He who is the One who will meet them.

So what do you fear losing so much that if you lost it your life would cease to be good? Think about it.

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“And now, little children, abide in Him, that when He appears, we may have confidence and not be ashamed before Him at His appearance.” 1 John 2:28

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