Friday, September 23, 2011

A Flower Named Brooklyn

Today, memorial services will be held for the youngest member of our church. She was born a week ago, and I had the pleasure to meet her Tuesday evening. Wow, was she pretty! She didn't appear sick. She was perfect. She had dark hair, pink skin and her mama and grandmother even joked about her long fingers that run in the family. I wasn't surprised when I bent over to see for myself. She seemed to want to show them to me, grasping them around my index finger. She made me chuckle. I think she knew we were all leaning over complimenting her!
However, like us all, she was just passing through here though. Her final destination was a much more impressive place where she will be making many observations of her own.

She will notice how she lacks for nothing and can claim her perfection. I just wonder if all that exposure to the SON will make her dark hair a lighter brown like it does here. Yeah, I'm inquisitive that way.

Pray for Mark, Jennifer & grandparents today and have a blessed weekend.

Sitting at the Masters Feet,
~Clarissa

Friday, September 16, 2011

Why was I even surprised?

Because my husband has to leave for work so early, sometimes I sneak out to another room after the lights are out to read, catch up on some emails, work on bills or return phone calls. Last night I ended up in my 7-yr-old's room. I must have fallen asleep while working because she startled me in the middle of the night screaming and crying. Without even raising my head (I was sleeping on her floor next to her bed), and with no real effort on my part, I raised my hand to hers and said, "It's okay baby, I'm here," while squeezing her hand. She IMMEDIATELY stopped screaming without even opening her eyes, (she knew my voice), and took a deep breath, (I could see her tummy rise slowly, then back down). At that point I woke up fully and pondered on how QUICKLY she calmed down to a peaceful state and was able to go on with what she was doing, sleeping in this instance.

I just felt the Lord tell me that this little event last night was a reflection of HIS dealings with us. Just like I as a mom was able to comfort my daughter completely, without effort, in a voice recognizable to her, and without her physically seeing me, God is able to do the same. He can and does comfort HIS children completely, with hardly any effort (He is so big!), without us physically seeing Him, already present, (Matthew 28:20b says, "Lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age"), and in a recognizable voice. John 10:3-5 Jesus says His sheep, (His children) know His voice! So many similarities!

Furthermore, in addition to God reminding me of HIS character, He reminded me of MINE. Like my 7-yr-old, I'm not startled, but I am surprised when we call out for comfort and God says, "Here I am, I am here!" Psalm 139:7-10 says, "Where can I go from your Spirit, Or where can I flee from your presence? If I ascend into heaven, You are there: If I make my bed in hell, behold, You are there. If I take the wings of the morning, And dwell in the uttermost parts of the sea, Even there Your hand shall lead me, And your right hand shall hold me."


Let us not be surprised when He shows up in the middle of a dark night. He IS aware of our situations, even when they may seem small and trivial to us considering everything else that that is going on in the world right now. Thank you for the object lesson Lord! So I'll leave you with this youtube video that I think sums up God's late night lesson to me pretty well. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yDLfAx5IQ4k&feature=related Have a good day!
~Clarissa