Doubtless: Spiritual Adoption #2

A Happy New Year to you all..

We have to give God thanks for being noting but Faithful towards us all. Believers or not, none of us could say we have made it through on our own strength. Great Are You Lord.

So.. the 2nd in my Spiritual Adoption running …

Today’s scripture is taken from Isaiah 63:16 lets us know that the Fatherhood of God is not about hereditary decent, neither is about nationality but something that is available to all mankind – it reads: (KJV)

Doubtless thou art our father, though Abraham be ignorant of us, and Israel acknowledge us not: thou, O LORD, art our father, our redeemer; thy name is from everlasting

NIV put it this way: But you are our Father, though Abraham does not know us or Israel acknowledge us; you, LORD, are our Father, our Redeemer from of old is your name.

I love this scripture, simply because of the level of assurance and certainty it holds, and encourages me to have in the knowledge of God being my father. SO.. Lets eat.

The scripture opens with a big word. Doubtless. Doubt – Less.. it means certainly.. without a doubt.. The opening statement makes a declaration – that certainly, without a doubt – you are our father. There is no “who’s the daddy?” issues going on, no questions, no confusion about who the daddy is!

Though Abraham be ignorant of us, and Israel acknowledge us not: Now this part made me think. How many of us have fathers and even blood family who are ignorant of us, by choice or otherwise. To be ignorant is to lack knowledge or awareness of something. There are some children in this world who do not know their fathers simply because their fathers are ignorant of them. There is a lack of knowledge of the fact that the child exists. This leads to a distance none the less. The child does not know the father and the father does not know the child. Much like Abraham – who was to bring forth the promised seed by which all the nations of the earth would be blessed – however Abraham wouldn’t know me.. Abraham is of no help to me in my time of trouble. So even though the Jews were deeply connected to both Abraham and Jacob, they were both dead now, and of no direct connection or support to the people of God!

Many of us who have a distance between our fathers are via ignorance or a refusal to acknowledge us. Both hurt. Israel acknowledge us not. This to me is position of choice. There are some of us who have fathers who make the choice not to acknowledge us. It’s not a lack of knowledge or awareness – this is a refusal to accept or admit the existence or truth of something. Again, Jacob in all his power would never look up and claim me. Candace Clarke.. I would have been born not a Jew.. but a gentile. Far from the common wealth of Israel.

Many of us feel that way – abandoned by those who either out of ignorance or a refusal to acknowledge are missing from our life. Leaving gaps in our upbringing, leaving voids in our hearts, misconceptions and miss-connections in our processing.. but keep hope alive – it’s not even about them!

Thou.. pause.. O Lord.. Pause.. Art our father. Read it how its been written. You.. O Lord.. Art Our Father. Feel the emphasis in how it has been written. YOU.. O LORD.. Are My Father. Despite who wants me, despite who accepts me, despite who wants to acknowledge me as their child.. despite all of that – You.. Oh Lord.. Are my Father.

Our Redeemer is your name for everlasting. Forever and ever our father will also be our redeemer. To redeem means to compensate for the faults or bad aspects or something, it also talks of regaining possession in exchange for a payment. This we know that God has done in  such an extreme way with the sacrifice of Jesus on the Cross. The price was paid for Him to reclaim us to Himself and His family.

Doubtless  – Thou – Art – My – Father.. they are not just words, it’s an assured declaration that we have every right to make over our lives. We have the ability to make this statement with as much assurance as the people of God did when they were faced with problems and crisis beyond their comprehension. They were making a statement that we are your children – you have to come through for us.

DOUBTLESS – THOU – ART – MY – FATHER !

Bless you Loves x

 

 

 

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It was the time for love : Spiritual Adoption #1

Now when I passed by thee, and looked upon thee, behold, thy time was the time of love; and I spread my skirt over thee, and covered thy nakedness: yea, I sware unto thee, and entered into a covenant with thee, saith the Lord GOD, and thou becamest mine. Ezekiel 16:8

I’m going to use my hands to pull this scripture apart – think of it like tear and share bread! We are going to eat.. and at the end we are going to sit and let it digest.. !

Jesus is passing this way. The woman at the well was minding her own business unaware of the spiritual drought and deficit in her life. Jesus made the choice, He purpose to pass her way. Knowing that salvation would reach her by none other. He made / fixed an opportunity to pass her way. Knowing not only would salvation come to her that day, but via her testimony others too would receive life, and life

Jesus is passing this way. The woman with the issue of blood had a need. While she was not His intended destination, He was still passing her way. This one took the opportunity to cross paths with Him. She wasn’t looking to interrupt His journey, she didn’t even intend to have a conversation with Him. She just knew that this was her chance. Jesus was passing her way.

Jesus is purposefully passing my way. He sees my condition. He sees my state. He sees the void, the emptiness, the pain, the shame and the embarrassment and He’s passing my way just for me.

Why is he passing my way? Because He knows that I can’t do this thing by myself. He knows that if left to me I would be a write off in a matter of days maybe even hours. He knows that He is the only one that can make all this better. He alone knows how to stop the bleeding just ask the woman with the issue of blood. He alone knows how to call life from death just ask Lazerus.

Jesus is intently passing my way. Ultimately because He loves me. While I have no business here, no right, no inheritance, this makes it all his choice. Knowing the limitations, knowing I’m far from worthy, He is still passing my way because He wants ME. Ultimately He’s already paid the price for me redeeming me back to himself because I am what and who He wants. He is done with the tents and the tabernacles now He wants me. So He is passing my way to come and get me.

He’s passing my way he looked at me “behold thy time was the time of love”. He called time.

He called time, having wondered in my own way, filthy, naked, broken, bleeding He’s taken this all in when He looked at me and decided now was the time for love. Enough of the of being hounded by the past, enough of the hurts, the anxiety and depression, enough was enough, time for love now! He called time.

He called time on the season. While it was good for me to be afflicted that I might learn your statuses, eventually someone has to call time (ask Job). While we all have our limits everyone’s much is different,eventually someone has to call time and say enough is enough now. Boxing comes to mind. Sometimes the contender has been beaten so badly and is now delirious thinking they can go on but there is always someone who can proxy for that irrational state and call time. Sometimes we don’t even know when enough is enough, but He called time.

He called time on the suffering, time on the weeping and brought the morning. He called time on the guilt and  un-forgiveness that worked like acid, painful corrosive destructive  He called time. It was time for love!

It was time for love. Now love is not love till it’s been given away. There wasn’t a dialogue, there was no discussion  no judgement, nothing. The time was a time of love, a time to do and what is it that he did? He made me His.

Divine care, He spread his skirt over me. This was an act of ownership, selecting, choosing, identifying once choice. He put His skirt over me you can ask Ruth how that feels. He took what was used to cover Himself to cover me too. He brought me in, took me under to cover my nakedness. This He did for me. He took his righteousness and covered my nakedness as I had no means or method or way of doing this myself. Revelations 3:17 talks of a people who didn’t even know that they would naked, wretched, poor, but when He came by and looked at us He knew and He also knew that we had no means of covering ourselves so He did this for us. For me.. for you! The act of justification and redemption in one beautiful act. Garments were often used as coverlets, and the act described was therefore, as in Ruth 3:9 the received symbol of a completed marriage. Through this act; He became mine and I became His.

Then He swore unto us, entered into an agreement with us. Now who better to enter into an agreement then with the God who’s words are settled in the heavens, who changes not, and is not a man that He should lie, nor the son of man that he should repent. He makes a long standing agreement with us – enters into a marriage with us, making it clear that we are His.

And Thou Becamest Mine… this hit home with me! Personally I have always struggled with belonging – not feeling that I really belong to someone can be quite troublesome when it comes to relationships, self confidence, self esteem. You hear of teens at various stages of their lives going to “find themselves”.. assuming because they just don’t feel they belong anywhere. But this statement got to the core of me.

After passing by me, after looking at me, after calling my time of love, covering me with his own righteousness, taking me in, making a vow and agreement with me I have now become HIS!

ADOPTION PROCESS COMPLETED 

Beautiful right… Thou becamest mine! say it out loud…. let it digest!

Thou Becamest MINE! 

 

 

 

Adoption…

So, I’m going to start this blog with a confession.

I do not understand the concept of Father… Not so much how one becomes a father, or the biological relation between two people that makes one of them a father. Growing up without my father has left me a little.. estranged.. from this concept of father.

I remember going for prayer at my home church and being encouraged to “talk to God like my father”. I did what I was there to do, and I prayed – in no particular or different way to the usual way I approached God in prayer. I recall going home and going over this statement – like a father – and I came to the conclusion that I have no clue what the pastor was on about. To do something like something else would take the need to know what that something else is in the first place. Ask me to quack like a duck, that I can do because I am familiar with ducks, and what sound they make, so I can do that – but, I don’t know father..

I’ve watched many interact with their fathers and I’ve heard many talk of their special bond and relationships with their fathers. Socially growing up hearing statements like “daddy’s little girl” and “daddy’s little princess”, but none I can resonate with, I’m not familiar with father.

I’ve been brought up by a man who I love dearly, who I call Daddy, who took me under his Dumplin’ kneading, Salt Fish frying, Bread Pudding baking arms and raised me as his own. However, there was a reminder – somewhat constant, that he – despite his love and care and dedication to me, was not my father – I am not familiar with father.

This I found a challenge in my spiritual life. I see God as God, and I see God as Sovereign, Lord, Creator, King, Judge, Ruler.. all these dominant, strong, overarching somewhat distant figures .. but there is heart to the word father that you do not get with the others, a different connection, a sense of belonging and relationship, a connection and relation. But, I struggle, because I just don’t have that natural relational connection in me to then turn to God in the same (or similar) way. I dont even know if that’s the point.. I am just not familiar with father…

SO…  I decided to stick a pin in it as it was winding me up ever so slightly – I moved on to something else.. Adoption! This I can become familiar with.. this I can do!  I sat with my King James Concordance Bible – Yes I’m old school. Looked up the word ADOPTION and read every scripture – over and over and over. I can become familiar with adoption.

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I went through a time of wanting to adopt a cat. I went to my local animal welfare trust and spent many weekends looking at cat after cat after cat. I never ended that process of getting one, but this process reminded me of this process of Spiritual Adoption. The adoption process is one of choice ultimately. It’s about saying –  you don’t belong to me, but I choose to make you mine. It’s about seeing what you want, and deciding to make it yours. Often times there is a chance to find out about said “thing”.. good, bad and in-between, and still, having known all about this “thing” deciding – yes – I will take this one! Where as being born to a man and him having no choice but to be called a father by default, this adoption process is about choice – I choose to do this! My own father made the choice not to do this, something I didn’t think he had choice to do.. lo and behold he found some and boy has he exercised it..

In my next few blogs I will take you through my journey and share how I have become familiar with and settled with the line of Adoption. While I still know God to be Father, for me to establish that parent-child like relationship with God that allows me to be more dependant on Him like a child would to a parent, I need to get there, and this seems to be my route into relationship that’s not so distant.

See you next time where my first scripture will be from Ezekiel 16: 8 … go read it!

Ok, I’ll be nice and quote it for you:

 “When I passed by you again, I looked at you, and noticed that it was your proper time for love. I spread my cloak over you to cover your nakedness. I made a solemn promise to you and entered into a covenant with you,” declares the Lord GOD. “You belong to me”

That’s the International Standard Version. The King James Version put it this way, and I will explain why this version hit home with me more next time:

“Now when I passed by thee, and looked upon thee, behold, thy time was the time of love; and I spread my skirt over thee, and covered thy nakedness: yea, I sware unto thee, and entered into a covenant with thee, saith the Lord GOD, and thou becamest mine”

See you soon. x

 

His peace will guard my heart

The Peace Of God. This is not a normal kind of peace. There is noting remotely human about the peace OF God. This is a God-like peace of which of your self you just cant rustle up or reproduce. With all the Holy Spirit you have and all the tongues you may speak with, the peace OF God is just simply not something you can manufacture of your own accord.

How do I know it’s His – Jesus says in John 14:27 (NIV)

Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid

Philippians 4:7 tells me this: And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus

Now we know of peace with God which comes from Justification through Faith (Romans 5:1). And we know if peace in God of which we find David talking about when he faced opposition. Psalm 4:8 David says In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety. 

But the Peace OF God stands on its own ground. Very different from these two.

Now while I am justified through faith and have peace with God, this may not settle my anxiety about being a good mother to my two children. And knowing that God has made provision for me to eat in the midst of my enemies may not stop me from worrying about a complaint from a colleague that threatens to take my job from me. But the Peace Of God has the power and ability to trump anything and everything at any given moment.

The peace of God like Him, divine and perfect in all it’s ways. It overrules and outplays any situation that you come to face. It’s the peace OF God. It’s His own peace. Like I might give you my coat, I know it’s quality, I know its power, I know its strength and I also know your current need for something that surpasses anything you currently have or can access of your own accord. This is the God of creation telling us that He is giving us – His Peace. It’s one you have no ownership of but can bask in the benefits of.

The Heart – Proverbs 4:23 says we should Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. And Jeremiah 17:9 tells us that The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it? But Proverbs 3:5 tells us to Trust in the LORD with all your heart. So it seems that left to its own devices the heart can cause trouble, but when harnessed and managed it can come to some good, however above all the word of God would suggest our heart needs to be guarded. So much in this world looks to attack our heart… indeed for many inducing things like HEART ATTACKS!

What does it mean to guard: it means to protect, to watch over, to control, to protect against damage or harm. It is a person assigned the duty of care and protection preventing injury and or harm. To guard.

This is the role the peace of God plays in the believers life. It looks to guard our heart. God knows how sensitive it is and how easily it can be damaged and affected by the things we face in life. He also knows that all we do flows from our heart, so the importance of it being safe is amplified even more. If all we do flows from our heart it needs to be kept out of harms way.

The story of Ananias, with Sapphira comes to mind. Acts 5:1-11. The story is told about a couple who had sold a possession. Rather than bringing the entire amount they had made, they only presented part. They did this deceitfully, thinking that the Apostle would not know. Acts 4:32 tells us of how all the believers were one in heart and mind and how no one claimed that any possession was their own, but they sold their possessions so that those in need could be supported. But this couple had other motives. Following the motions but their heart was far from pure. Peter ask Ananias “how is it satan has so filled your heart that you have lied to the Holy Spirit”

Now the last thing we want anywhere near our heart is Satan. Now while it may not be Satan in full force, it may be situation we pass through, stresses and strains that we carry that have the ability to impart, harm and damage our heart and as a byproduct lead us to act in ways that would hurt ourselves, hurt others and ultimately displease God.

But the peace of God looks to stand guard around our heart. Protecting us from things that would cause us pain, harm and danger. The peace of God answers for us when we can’t for our self. The peace of God looks to escort any thing that looks like trouble from the premises and deny entry to anything that has no right to be in our heart. Often times we would not know these things if we saw them coming, but that’s why it’s HIS peace doing the job of guarding and not ours.

We have to learn to accept and allow God to be God.. (another blog).. He is again offering a peaceful assurance for the protection of our heart and mind. Will you allow God to do His job..??

No Words Today

Dear Daddy…

You seemed to struggle for words today. Sometimes you’re free to talk, other days, like today you’ve no words to say.

The boys and I came to see you today, to drop off your dinner. I suspect you thought I was one of the carers or the multiple others that turn up at your home during the day. You looked at me, puzzled and sleepy. I asked if you were ok. No words today.

I brought the boys to you. The usual Great Grandchildren line up. Your eyes drift ovet to Cameron. He yells at you “Hello Grandad” His face you know. You look at him and its like a growing joy that has started somewhere deep within and slowly comes through with a smile on your face. Its like a slow dot to dot connection. You see them, you know them, you like them, you smile. But still, No words today.

Next in the line up, Mr Noah. This one youre particularly fond of. He bounces up to you. Happy feet who cant keep still. This time you begin moving the covers as if youre now looking to get up for this one! You look at him. He too yells his greetings at you. You raise one of your perfectly arched grey and black eyebrows.. (something I have proudly inherited from you) as if to respond to his lound energetic salutation. But still, No words today.

The kids are gone and I begin my interrogation. How are you? Are you ok? Do you know who I am? Whats my name? No words today.

I take my glasses off and try again. Maybe if you see all my face you’ll know its me, your grand daughter, the last of your girls, the one you took and raised as your own, your CYANDI..

Daddy.. how are you? Are you ok? Do you know who I am? Your looking at me, your awake but No words today.

We look at each other for a while. Youre making noises, but no words. But I suspect you’re trying to talk. Your breathing changes between the noise you make, as if to pause between sentences. I wish I knew what you were saying. You’re now running your fingers across your lips as if to be wondering why they wont work. Maybe you think your talking to me and notice Im not talking back so youre trying to feel if your lips are moving. They are not, no words today.

You lift your hand towards me. And you lay it on my face. Your hand is so warm. I rest my face in your hands. Maybe you’ve accepted there are no words so you go for contact. Ever the gentleman. Ever the father. I look at you and simply say “Hi”.

Xxx

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85yrs ago today..

Dear Daddy..

HAPPY BIRTHDAY SIR..

85yrs ago today.. in a home in Manchester, Jamaica.. Hilda and John Morgan laid eyes on a miracle.

85yrs ago today someone truly amazing came into the world. 85 years ago today someone absolutely and categorically spectacular steped into this world.

Your parents probably had no idea of the impact you would have on this world. Probably a good thing that they didn’t, how would they handle such an amazing gift from God? One who would be a great child, who would turn into an amazing man, who turned into wonderful father and grandfather and later become the well seasoned Great Grandfather.. who knew!?

It’s your birthday, highly unlikely you’re aware, but thats ok.. it’s us who need to celebrate you.. I FaceTimed you to wish you a happy birthday.. always an entertaining experience as I dont think you get the concept. Pictures..that talk..and move..and I have to talk back too.. lol ..But to look at you.. looking at me.. I Bless God to be looking at you at the ripe age of 85 and not laying flowers at a grave side. Bless God forever!

Your eyes light up when you see Noah. You’ve always had a special bond with that one..

Sir, you’re simply amazing. You’re more than special, you’re more than unique. You are all man.. all gentleman..and all father.. I couldn’t have asked for a better person in my life.

Love you..

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I forgot to ask about the fried dumplin’ !!

Daddy,

I forgot to ask about the fried dumplings..

Ive not tasted, seen or smelt any like yours in all my 31 years. Your fried dumplings make up some of my earliest memories and I cant believe I forgot to ask about them.. the smell, the taste, the texture..

How do you get them so perfectly golden on all sides..? No milk.. no butter but still the softest centre ever known.. how comes they never burn in the dutch pot.. the edges dont touch the pan but they too are just as perfectly golden as the rest..how do you do it?

Flour I have, water I have, salt I got.. but..  but it’s just not quite right..

Was it the time taken to kneed the dough.. maybe it was the perfect balance of water to flour or maybe it was just the perfect mix of you and anything you put your hands to that did it.. I’m going with the latter..

I figured out soup of many varieties.. stew peas.. curry goat.. I even started frying fish.. I know you’d be proud since I was adamant I would never. That was undeniably and categorically your job.. but I guess you cant now..

But Im gutted I never asked about the fried dumplings! That will be one culinary experience I cant pass down to my children. One the world will miss.

Till next time. X

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